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

car as soon

while swinging the strap of her bag

away from this school because I didn’t want to

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

certainly didn’t feel

history paper in the library that was due

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

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

away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him

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

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

to be on Karen’s

teeth, my hands

angry about this

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

“Of course you can.”

attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot who was eating up with

building. There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls,

the hallway

usual for

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 like he has done to so

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

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

locker the sound of cheerful giggling

was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised

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

and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she

nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on her

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