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.

into view I had never been

of the car as

swinging the strap

obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this

didn’t think I would be able to stomach the sight, and surely didn’t think I’d be able to

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

due

knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it about….” She trailed

heavy breath I uttered. “Don’t say

walking away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for

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

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

had proven to

my teeth, my hands fisting

I so angry about this when I

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

“Of course you can.”

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

and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with a

the hallway

usual for

over at her, I can see the gleam in her eyes. She was definitely

us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually

been granted.” | joked, nudging my

walked toward my locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But

sound of cheerful giggling

turned to see who was so cheerful this early morning

gaze fell on me and a smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her posse follows

night at my place. Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her blonde hair

wanted nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on

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