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 this much

as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped

while swinging the strap of her

not okay. I wanted away from this school because I

think I’d be able to hold

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

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

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

heavy breath I uttered. “Don’t say his

walking away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for

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

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

had proven to

my hands

about this when I clearly shouldn’t

hauled in a sharp breath through my nose and let it out through

“Of course you can.”

attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot who

walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing

the hallway. 

for

when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam in her eyes. She was

At least one of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not

had finally been granted.” | joked, nudging my shoulder against

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

my locker the sound

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

on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her posse follows

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 over

slam

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