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.

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

 were nearly at eye level. “You listen and you

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

even though I spoke lowly, it sounds pretty loud so everyone managed to hear. They were feasting on this,

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

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

attention. Not only did they draw my attention but also my

mother’s problems with drugs, no one. Except for her

not after my dad left. After that, it

feeling fury run through my veins. I could take

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

wanted attention but surely she could see that she was

behind me. She didn’t like

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 directed at

more and could very well

her, I rise to my feet swiftly which caused Karen to

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

my hands 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

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

suppose she figured out what to do when she crossed her arms under her

bit fazed, I only leaned forward until she alone would

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