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

car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

while swinging the strap of her

was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I didn’t want to see

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

couldn’t go back home, and certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets like a

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

her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it about….”

breath I uttered. “Don’t say his name please

father

about Brett?” She whispered when she caught up to

me remember his best friend, and then remember his

had proven to be on

teeth, my hands fisting

I so angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

and let it out through

“Of course you can.”

years about Brett. Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and

as we stepped foot into the building. There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with a ball in the middle

the hallway. 

for

I looked over at her, I can see the gleam

happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested

had finally been granted.” | joked, nudging

locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that

my locker the sound of cheerful giggling

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

a smirk emerged on her face. She starts

place. Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as

slam my fisted

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