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.

the school finally came into view I had never been this much relieved and

as soon

while swinging the strap of her bag over her

though I obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I didn’t

think I’d be able to hold in

didn’t feel like roaming the streets like a

the library that was due in

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

I uttered. “Don’t say his

walking away after telling her father goodbye

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

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

now had proven to be

my hands fisting

so angry about this when I clearly

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

“Of course you can.”

about Brett. Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a

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

the hallway. 

for high

to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at

hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not use her like he has done to so

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

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

sound

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

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

Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips

slam my

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