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.

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

“You listen and you listen well. Stay away from my man. He’s mine got

not at all fazed by her threat, I

spoke lowly, it sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear.

a sneer, her eyes blazing with anger and frustration. She never liked when I swept her threats

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

those words. They drew my attention. Not only did they draw my attention

knew about my mother’s problems with drugs, no one. Except for her sister who so happens to be Karen’s

it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and left

feeling fury run through my veins. I could take anything

I’d rather not

could

murmur behind me. She

to her and her sneer turned sour. “And who is this, your bodyguard? Looks like a damn weasel to me.” She

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

uncomfortable with the attention pushed onto her, I rise to my feet

than her, and never someone to retaliate with my fist. But she was pushing it and

clenched my hands into fists at my sides, plastering them to my body as though it

took a step forward and could see Karen’s eyes shift unsurely. She didn’t know if to take a step back or straighten her spine

crossed her arms under her breasts

I only leaned forward until

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