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

car as soon as

okay Lai?” Tiffany whispered while swinging the strap of her

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

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

back home, and certainly didn’t

library that was due in a few

brows knot. “You don’t

heavy breath I uttered. “Don’t say his name please and neither

after telling her father goodbye

can’t talk about Brett?” She whispered when

friend, and then remember his lips,

now had proven to

teeth, my

about this when I clearly shouldn’t

through my nose and let

“Of course you can.”

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

of students walking up and down

the hallway

for high

looked over at her, I can see

one of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not use her like he has done to

finally been granted.” | joked, nudging my

a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped

sound

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

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

late after eat ing and hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting me as she whips her

nothing more than to slam my fisted hands on

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