Layla’s pov

I feel like vomiting.

I’m fisting my hands on my lap, counting down the sec onds until we get to school.

I need to be alone, and get fresh air into my lungs so I can figure out how to not make this hurt.

Why does this hurt?

The arrangement was simply sex and no feelings at tached. I gave him the green light to sleep with other girls. I gave it to him.

Now I feel sick to my stomach and want to bawl out and cry like a baby.

Why do I feel jealous……

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I’m pinching my fingers as I look out the window while try ing my best to not barf in the car or start wailing out of nowhere.

“You shouldn’t care Layla,” I whispered lowly.

“Hmm did you say something Layla?” Henry asked in con fusion beside me.

I shook my head and try my best to drown out his talk about Tyler and Karen making him go bankrupt because they couldn’t keep away from each other.

I didn’t want to hear that Tyler and her hooked up the same day we broke things off.

Why did I just make it sound like we broke up?

I sighed heavily and rubbed my forehead.

came into view I

the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

while swinging the strap of her bag

was not okay. I wanted away from this

I would be able to stomach the sight, and surely didn’t think I’d be able to hold in my

certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets like a

due in a few hours. I needed all the hours I could get before

me, her brows knot. “You don’t

“Don’t say his

away after telling her father goodbye

mean I can’t talk about Brett?” She whispered when she caught

his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where

to

my hands fisting in

so angry about this

sharp breath through my nose and let it

“Of course you can.”

his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot who was eating up

students walking up and down the

the hallway

usual for high

still can’t believe he talked to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I

of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her

been granted.” | joked,

had left that hadn’t been wiped off

my locker the sound

who was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised to

and a smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her posse follows

night at my place. Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her blonde hair

wanted nothing more than to slam my fisted

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