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.

view I had never

jumped out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s

while swinging the strap

okay. I wanted away from this school because I

and surely didn’t think I’d be able to hold in my vomit if I did

I couldn’t go back home, and certainly didn’t feel like

to finish a history paper in the library that was due in a few hours. I needed all the hours I could get

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

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

her father goodbye

I can’t talk about Brett?” She

make me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had been

now had proven to be

my hands

angry about

a sharp breath through my nose and let it out through

“Of course you can.”

wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot

a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside

the hallway. 

for high

me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I

least one of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and

been granted.” | joked, nudging my

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

the sound

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

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

Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled

to slam my fisted hands on

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