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

as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

whispered while swinging the strap of her bag

was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I didn’t want to see his face and

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

certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets like a homeless

that was due in a few hours.

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

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

walking away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for

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

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

to be

teeth, my hands fisting in

about this

sharp breath through my nose and let it out

“Of course you can.”

gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy

There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with a ball

the hallway

usual for high

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

I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not use her

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

had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty

my locker the sound of cheerful

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

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

Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she

wanted nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on

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