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.

the school finally came into view I had never

as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

while swinging the strap

No I was not okay. I wanted away

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

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

finish a history paper in the library that was due in a few hours.

gaze pinned on me, her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it

I uttered. “Don’t say his name

telling her father goodbye and thanking

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

up Brett would only make me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where those

proven to be on

my teeth, my

am I so angry about this when I clearly

sharp breath through my nose and let

“Of course you can.”

she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her

we stepped foot into the building. There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls,

the hallway

usual for

sighed and when I looked over

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

| joked, nudging my

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

locker the sound

who was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised to see that it was Karen and

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

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

more than to slam my fisted hands on her smirking

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