Layla’s pov

Arching my brow up, I asked her. “Can I help you?

Her glare turns nastier, not that I expected anything less. Her hands go to her hips, her pink nails nearly blinding my eye

Tiffany stiffens beside me.

“Are you that obsessed with me cousin?” She snarls, eyes flashing as she bends a little.

Her breasts nearly spilling out of her sports bra. It was clearly too small for her.

I look at her blankly, blinked and then turned my attention back to my bottle before taking another sip. I was ignoring her completely and she clearly didn’t appreciate it.

  1. 1. Did. Not. Care. The. Slightest.

“You are, aren’t you, you bitch!” She screeched.

I winced by how her voice nearly pierced my eardrums. God, someone needed to put a muzzle on that girl.

Seeing that she didn’t seem to want to move her gaze awafrom me anytime soon, I sighed and gave her the attention she desperately needed. “What the hell are you talking about Karen?”

Her eyes narrowed and I winced inwardly by how long and creepy her fake lashes were. I’m surprised she hadn’t sweat it out from the run. Must’ve glued it pretty securely on there.

“Tyler! I’m talking about Tyler! You want everything I have you whore. You want my life, my family and now my boyfriend!” She screeched and the vein in her neck pulsed out.

Any louder and she might just manage to burst it.

were supposedly broken up, but I bit my tongue and just decided to roll my

nearly at eye level. “You listen and you listen well. Stay away

and not at all fazed by her threat, I just uttered. “Are

sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear. They were feasting on this,

lip curl into a sneer, her eyes blazing with anger and frustration. She never liked when I swept her threats to the side

just turn like her if you’re not too careful.” She sneered, turning her nose

attention. Not only did they draw my attention but also

mother’s problems with drugs, no one. Except for her sister who so happens

my dad left. After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and left mom

run through my veins. I could take anything she sends at me, but not

was a sore subject for me, one I’d rather not discuss

but surely she could see that she was going

Karen.” Tiffany manages to murmur behind me. She didn’t

narrowed eyes flick over to her and her sneer turned sour. “And who is this, your bodyguard? Looks like a

the bench, stiffening even more and could very

uncomfortable with the attention pushed onto her, I rise to my feet swiftly which caused Karen to take a staggering step back in

fist. But she was pushing it and I was quickly getting a

plastering them to my body as though it

if to take a step

when she crossed her arms

fazed, I only leaned forward until she alone would be able to hear my

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