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

the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped

the strap of her bag over

nod even though I obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I

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 if I

didn’t feel like roaming

did have to finish a history paper in the library that was due in a few hours. I needed

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

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

her father goodbye and thanking him for the

about Brett?” She whispered when she

Brett would only make me remember his best friend, and then remember his

to be on Karen’s

my hands fisting

angry about this when I

and let it out through my mouth

“Of course you can.”

had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy

of students walking up and down the halls, some

the hallway. 

usual for

can’t believe he talked to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam in her eyes. She was

us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not use her

granted.” | joked, nudging

and we walked toward my locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty words painted on my locker this

the sound of cheerful

early morning and weren’t

me and a smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately

and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when

nothing more than to slam my fisted

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