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.

came into view I

car as

whispered while swinging the strap of her bag over her

I wanted away from this school because I didn’t want

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

certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets like

to finish a history paper in the library that was due in a

pinned on me, her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it about….”

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

started walking away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for

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

best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had

now had proven to be on Karen’s body

my teeth, my hands fisting in

about this when I clearly shouldn’t

sharp breath through my nose and let it out through my

“Of course you can.”

she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be

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

the hallway

usual for high

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

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

| joked, nudging

a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off

the sound of

was so cheerful this early

emerged on her face. She starts walking,

late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her

than to slam my fisted hands on her

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