Chapter Eleven

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Dylan's POV:

Layla being the biggest bitch of all time saying those things about Emilia makes me see red, that is just low. What is her problem?

"Layla, how nice is it to see you," the girl said in a sickly sweet voice, and i know that voice,

"Um, i'm sorry but do i know you?" Layla asked with a smile,

"Actually you do, it's me Emilia." she told her and her expression dropped and my head snapped her way,

"Emilia?" i asked, she did not look like herself in fact she looked soo beautiful and the dress she wore complimented her gorgeous blue eyes and blonde hair. Emilia is just soo... breathtaking 

"Yep, that's me so how about saying what you said again, but to my face," she took a quick sip of her soda and stood up,

"You bitch how dare you say that about my girlfriend!!" Parker said through gritted teeth and stood up, Layla stepped back looking frightened since he towered her, and some brunette headed towards their table,

"Parker? You have a girlfriend?" the girl asked and Parker smiled,

"Yes, this here is Emilia, my girlfriend and i take this as our cue to leave," Parker put his arm around her waist and Em threw her drink all over Layla and i chuckled at that, as Parker dragged Emilia out of the restaurant i clenched my fists, just watching them together makes me jealous, Emilia is different, she may just be the girl to... what the hell am i thinking i'll never change and she doesn't deserve me,

"YOU BITCH!!" Layla yelled, and that snapped me out of my trance,

"Shut your mouth, your the bitch" i said and turned on my heel and started walking away,

"Your leaving me here like this." she exclaimed in a pissed off tone,

I turned around and looked straight in her eyes, "Layla, in fact i am, i never liked you so fuck off." i told her and walked away, noticing the stares people were giving us,

I arrived home around midnight since i detoured to a party, drank alcohol and an took a drag on a few cigarettes. When i arrived Faye was waiting at the door,

"What the hell do you think your doing?" she asked with anger in her tone,

"Going to bed." i told her and tried walking around her only for her to stop in front of me again,

"No i mean with Layla, you and he..."

"What are you talking about there was never a her and me, i only used her to keep use away from Emilia, so night." i said walking up the stairs,

"Your such a dick, you can't just use people like that," she exclaimed,

"Oh but she begged for it and seemed to enjoy it and so did Sara," i told her waiting for her comeback,

"YOU WHAT!!! NOT JUST LAYLA BUT SARA, OH AREN'T YOU SUCH AN AWESOME BROTHER, YOU ARE SO GOING TO HELL!!" Faye yelled at me and i just shrugged it off,

"YEAH, SO FUCKING WHAT. OUR PARENTS ALWAYS TREAT YOU LIKE THE PERFECT CHILD BUT WHEN IT COMES TO THEIR OLDEST SON I'M JUST A FUCKING NOBODY SO WHY DO YOU EVEN FUCKING CARE WHAT I FUCKING DO, BITCH!!" I yelled at her, but it's true they do treat her like the perfect child,

"I FUCKING CARE CAUSE THEY'RE MY FRIENDS YOUR MESSING WITH," she kept on yelling, 

"WHAT ON THE EARTH IS GOING ON DOWN HERE AT 2 IN THE FUCKING MORNING, PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP," screamed my mother and then she looked at me,

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