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

as soon

while swinging the strap of

wanted away from this school

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

and certainly didn’t

library that was due in a few hours. I needed all the

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

“Don’t

her father goodbye and

I can’t talk about Brett?” She whispered

Brett would only make me remember his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had

had proven to

my teeth, my hands fisting

angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

my nose and let it out through my

“Of course you can.”

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

smiled as we stepped foot into the building. There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with a

the hallway

for

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

Brett was actually interested in her and

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

still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But

the sound of cheerful giggling

who was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised to see

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

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

wanted nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on her

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