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.

Tyler were supposedly broken up, but

“You listen and you listen well. Stay away from

and not at all fazed by her

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

her threats to the side or ignored her jabs completely. She always

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

attention. Not only did they draw my attention

about my mother’s problems with drugs, no one.

visit my mother, not after my dad left. After that, it seems like everyone followed in his footsteps and left mom and I to fend for

it.” I snapped, feeling fury run through my veins. I could take anything she sends at

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

she could

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

it. I’m surprised she managed to get 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 the question was directed

and could very

my feet swiftly which caused

never someone to retaliate with my fist. But she was pushing it and I was quickly getting a raving

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

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

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

fazed, I only leaned forward until

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