Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 14

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 away from 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.

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

didn’t like that and bent lower until we were nearly at eye level. “You

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

it sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear. They were feasting

her threats to the

but the daughter of a crackhead. You might just turn like her if you’re not too

those words. They drew my attention. Not only did

drugs, no one. Except for her sister

to visit my mother, not after my dad left. After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and left mom and I to

veins. I

subject for me, one I’d rather not discuss during school where they were many eyes and

could see that she was

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

I appreciated. Karen’s narrowed eyes flick over to her and her sneer turned sour. “And who is this, your bodyguard? Looks like a damn weasel to me.” She snorts, clearly the question was

on the bench, stiffening even more and could very well be

rise to my feet

someone to retaliate with my fist. But she was

into fists at my sides, plastering them to my body as though it would help me from the sudden itch to sock her right on

see Karen’s eyes shift unsurely. She didn’t know if to take a step back or straighten her spine to pretend like

do when she crossed her arms

forward until she alone would be able to hear

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