Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 112

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.

finally came into view I had never been

the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad

while swinging the strap of her bag over

I obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this

didn’t think

didn’t feel like roaming the streets like a

in the library that was due in a few hours. I needed all the hours I could

her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is

“Don’t say his

walking away after telling her father goodbye

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

make me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then

now had proven to be on

my teeth, my hands

I so angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

and let

“Of course you can.”

dreaming for years about Brett. Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot who was eating

There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside

the hallway. 

for high

believe he talked to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam

hope Brett was actually interested in

had finally been granted.” |

my locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t

locker the sound of

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

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

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 over

nothing more than to slam my fisted hands

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