Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 112

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.

into view I had never been

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

swinging the strap of her

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

surely didn’t think I’d be able to hold

back home, and certainly didn’t feel like roaming

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

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

“Don’t say his name please

father goodbye and thanking him for the

talk about Brett?” She whispered when she

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

teeth, my hands fisting in

about this

a sharp breath through my nose and

“Of course you can.”

I wanted to be happy for her and not be a sulking

building. There’s a massacre of students walking up and down the

the hallway. 

usual for high

when I looked over at her, I can see the gleam

of us is happy. I just really hope Brett was actually interested in her and

granted.” | joked, nudging my

and we walked toward my locker. There’s still a red stain the lipstick had left that hadn’t been wiped off clean. But thankfully, there were no nasty words painted on my locker this

my locker the sound of cheerful

see who was so cheerful this early morning

me and a smirk emerged on her face. She starts walking, deliberately taking her

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

to slam my fisted hands on

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