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

jumped out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

okay Lai?” Tiffany whispered while swinging the

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

surely didn’t think

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

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

pinned on me, her brows knot. “You

I uttered. “Don’t say his name

her father goodbye and thanking him

I can’t talk about Brett?”

then remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had been on

now had proven to be on

my hands

I so angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

in a sharp breath through my nose and let it

“Of course you can.”

for years about Brett. Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy

students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with a ball in the

the hallway

for

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

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

been granted.” | joked, nudging my shoulder against

still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully,

sound of cheerful giggling

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

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

hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her blonde hair over

more than to slam my fisted

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