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

jumped out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s

Lai?” Tiffany whispered while swinging the strap of her bag over

was lying. No I was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I didn’t

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

didn’t

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

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

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

after telling her father goodbye and thanking him for the

Brett?” She whispered

friend, and then remember his lips, and

had proven to be on

teeth, my

am I so angry about this when I clearly

hauled in a sharp breath through my nose and let it out through

“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 who was eating up with jeal

of students walking up and down the halls, some

the hallway

usual for high

over at her, I can see the gleam in her

hope Brett was actually interested in her

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

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

locker the sound of cheerful

was so cheerful this early morning

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

good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she

more than to slam my

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