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

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

and not at all fazed by her threat, I

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

and frustration. She never liked when I swept her threats to the side or ignored her jabs completely. She always loved the attention and this time it

crackhead. You might just turn like her if you’re not too careful.”

drew my attention. Not only

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

After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and

fury run through my veins. I could take anything she sends at

was a sore subject for me, one I’d rather not discuss during school where they

but surely she could see that she was

to murmur behind me. She didn’t like confrontation much and would

out a few words, which 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

stiffening even more and could very well be

my feet swiftly which

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

as though it would help me from the sudden itch to sock her right on

forward and could see Karen’s eyes shift unsurely. She didn’t know if to

figured out what to do when she crossed her arms under her breasts and glared down at

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255