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.

her and say that as of now she and Tyler were supposedly

“You listen and

all fazed by

loud so everyone managed to hear.

liked when I swept her threats to the side or ignored her

the daughter of a crackhead. You might just turn like her if you’re not too careful.” She sneered, turning her nose

my attention. Not only did they

problems with drugs, no one. Except for

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

I snapped, feeling fury run through my veins. I could

subject for me, one I’d rather not discuss during school

Karen wanted attention but surely she could see that she was going a bit too

Leave her alone Karen.” Tiffany manages to murmur behind me. She didn’t like confrontation much and would

words, which I appreciated. Karen’s narrowed eyes flick over to her and her sneer

more and could very well be

pushed onto her, I rise to my feet swiftly which

and never someone to retaliate with my fist. But she was pushing it and I

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

unsurely. She didn’t know if to take a step back or

what to do when she crossed her arms under her

the least bit fazed, I only leaned forward until she alone would be able to

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