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.

finally came into view I had never been this much relieved and

jumped out of the car as soon

while swinging the strap of her bag over her

wanted away from this school because I didn’t want to see his

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

home, and certainly didn’t feel like roaming

to finish a history paper in the library that was due

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

“Don’t say

her father goodbye and thanking him for the

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

me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then

to be on Karen’s

teeth, my hands fisting in

am I so angry about this when I clearly

breath through my nose and let it out through my

“Of course you can.”

I wanted

and

the hallway

for high

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

is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not use her like he has done to

been granted.” | joked,

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 nasty

my locker the sound of cheerful giggling

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

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

after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her blonde hair over her shoul

to slam my fisted hands

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