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

literally jumped out of the car as soon as Tiffany’s dad stopped the

whispered while swinging the strap of her bag

I was not okay. I wanted away from this school because I didn’t want to see his face and Karen’s

didn’t think I would be able to stomach the sight, and surely didn’t think

couldn’t go back home, and certainly didn’t feel like roaming the streets like

was due in a few hours. I needed all

gaze pinned on me, her brows knot. “You don’t seem fine Lai.

“Don’t say his name please

away after telling her father

I can’t talk about Brett?”

his best friend, and then remember his lips, and then remember

proven to

my teeth, my hands fisting in

angry about this when

breath through my nose and let

“Of course you can.”

had finally gotten his attention, I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking idiot who

of students walking up and down the halls, some beside

the hallway

usual for high

She sighed and when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam in her eyes. She

I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and would not

granted.” | joked, nudging my

that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty words painted on my locker this

sound

turned to see who was so cheerful this early morning and weren’t surprised to see that it was Karen

a smirk emerged on her face. She

hitting it good.” Karen giggled when she neared, her eyes taunting

than to slam my fisted hands

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