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 had never been this much

the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped

swinging the strap of her bag

obviously was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this school

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

certainly didn’t feel

did have to finish a history paper in the library that was due in a few hours. I needed

concerned gaze pinned on me, her brows knot. “You

“Don’t say his name please and

started walking away after telling her father goodbye and

Brett?” She whispered when she

remember his lips, and then remember where those lips had been

now had proven to be on Karen’s body

my hands fisting

about this when I

and let it out through my mouth before answering

“Of course you can.”

I wanted to be happy

massacre of students walking up and down the halls, some beside their lockers, some playing

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.

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

wish had finally been granted.” | joked, nudging

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

my locker the sound of cheerful

this early morning and weren’t surprised to see

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

my place. Left late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting

more than to slam my fisted hands

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