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.

I had never been this

out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

while swinging the strap of her bag

not okay. I wanted away

think I’d be able to hold in

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

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

“You don’t seem

I uttered. “Don’t

started walking away after telling her father

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

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

had proven to be

my teeth, my hands fisting in

angry about this when I

in a sharp breath through my nose and let

“Of course you can.”

for years about Brett. Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot

and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some

the hallway. 

usual for high

can’t believe he talked to me…” She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the

I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her

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 clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty words painted on

my locker the sound of cheerful

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

smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her time as her posse follows

ing and hitting it good.” Karen

to slam my fisted

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