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.

I had

out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad

okay Lai?” Tiffany whispered while swinging the strap of

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

be able to stomach the sight, and surely didn’t think I’d be able to hold in my vomit if I did see them

certainly didn’t feel like roaming the

due in a few hours. I

me, her brows knot. “You

breath I uttered. “Don’t say his name please and neither

away after telling her father

Brett?” She whispered when she caught up

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

had proven to

teeth, my hands

am I so angry about this when I

a sharp breath through my nose and let it

“Of course you can.”

attention, I wanted to be happy

walking up and down the halls, some beside their

the hallway

usual for high

me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam in her

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

granted.” | joked, nudging my shoulder against

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

locker the sound of cheerful

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

her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her

and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she

than to slam my fisted

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