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

out of the car as soon

while swinging the strap of

nod even though I obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away

think I’d be able to hold in my

and certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets

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

“You don’t seem fine Lai. Is it

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

away after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for

talk about Brett?”

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

now had proven to be on Karen’s

teeth, my hands fisting in

angry about this when I clearly shouldn’t

through my nose and let it out through

“Of course you can.”

Now that she had finally gotten his attention, I wanted

There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing with

the hallway

for

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

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

wish had finally been granted.” |

left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty

my locker the sound of

early

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

it good.” Karen

wanted nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on

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