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.

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

until we were nearly at eye level. “You listen and you listen well. Stay away from my man. He’s

all fazed by her threat, I just uttered.

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

I swept her threats to the side or

nothing but the daughter of a crackhead. You might just turn like her if you’re

my attention. Not only did they draw my attention but

problems with drugs, no one. Except for her sister who so happens to be

visit my mother, not after my dad left. After that, it

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

for me, one I’d rather not discuss during

could

her alone Karen.” Tiffany manages to murmur behind me. She didn’t

sneer turned sour. “And who is this, your bodyguard?

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

I rise to my feet swiftly which

my fist.

to my body as though it would help me from the sudden itch to sock

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

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

forward until she alone would

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