Layla- ( woke up early to pick up whats left of her skirt meaning the buttons thats all over the place and puts them in the trash and stuffs her fishnets and panties in her bag along with her crop top and bra staying in her shirt and leggings today but she put a clean bra on and put her converse on)
Brent- ( opens the bedroom door and walks out) Kai and everyone is waiting on us.
Layla- ( doesn't answer him only grabs her bag up and follows him out and towards the elevator and forces her face to remain blank as the pain between her legs spike every time she walks. Stopping in front of the elevator and presses the button and crosses her arms over her stomach)
Brent- ( shoves his hands in his pockets and steps in letting her press the button as he leans against the back wall) hot water will help with the pain.
Layla- ( ignores him but takes note of the advice and once the doors open she walks out keeping her pace normal)
Brent- Layla ( curls his fingers over her upper arm and turns her towards him) hey look at me.
Layla- ( knows her chin is wobbling so she bites down hard on her lower lip and looks up at him)
Brent- ( his features soften and he steps closer his hands coming up to frame her face)
Layla- ( blinks and leans into his touch her hands coming up to lay on his wrists)
Brent- ( bends and kisses her) your my girl. do you get that.
Layla- ( nods her thumbs stroking the back of his hands and a little smile appears on her face)
Brent- when your not in pain ( kisses her) we're going for round two ( sucks her bottom lip into his mouth and chuckles when she moans lowly) and three.
Layla- ( giggles and shoves him away) i get it ( shakes her head and looks over at him) so you wasn't disappointed last night?
Brent- ( pulls her into his side and kisses her forehead) fuck no.
Layla- ( she breathes out the breath she held and her shoulders slump and she leans into him) then why?
Brent- because if i didn't get away from you I wouldn't have been able to control myself from fucking you until you couldn't walk and trust me ( squeezes her hip) you've ruined me
Layla- ( bursts out laughing and slaps him in the stomach as they make their way towards the dining room)
Brent- angry sex.. i never thought i'd be into it.
Layla- ( grabs her bag and starts hitting him at the entrance of the dining room) one more word.
Brent- lets skip breakfast and fuck in the spa.
Layla- ( hits him harder ) seriously Brent!
Brent- ( laughing so hard he's holding his stomach)
Layla- ( her shoulders begin to shake and before long she's laughing with him before rolling her eyes and walking on a faint blush on her cheek)
Brent- wait wait ( still chuckling he grabs her by the waist and pulls her back) now we can finish
Layla- ( rolls her eyes and elbows him)
Brent- ( grunts slapping her on the ass which only serves for her to stomp on his foot and he groans) shit.
Layla- ( giggles stopping when she notices their table with their eyes widen and mouths dropped) what?
Brent- ( claps her in the back of the head) bitch.
Layla- ( turns to him and promptly hits him with her duffle bag in the stomach) jackass.
Brent- ( snatches the bag from her and thumps her in the head with it)
Layla- oh you ( goes to hit him but she's pulled away and dumped into a chair and she huffs glaring at Brent)
Brent-( puts their bags down and sits on the opposite end of the table with a smug smirk on his face)
Kai- what happened to your face ( looking at Brent before looking at Layla noticing the bruises on her wrists) what the fuck happened to your wrists!
Layla- no- ( frowns looking at her wrists and her eyes widen) nothing ( but her eyes go to Brent's face and she crings at all the nail scratches and a bruise at the corner of his eye)
Kai- ( grits his teeth) you two better explain why the hell your covered in bruises and scratches..
Layla- um.. well ( licks her bottom lip) we may have got into a fight I hit him and he was trying to stop me.
Brent- ( looks at her) Layla.
Layla- thats what happened ( glares at him) he didn't mean to leave bruises
Liam- ( bursts out laughing) you two fucked didn't you.
Layla- ( goes bright red and shrinks in her seat covering her face)
Brent- ( grabs the mug of coffee and hastily chugs it down before he's knocked out of his chair and a fist is cracked across his face he knows who it is so he just lets him)
Layla- Kai! ( jumps out of her seat and shoves him off of Brent) Kai stop it!
Kai- she's not some whore you can fuck around with
Layla- ( balls her fist and flat out punches him yelping as pain shoots through her hand)
Brent- ( at her sharp scream he snaps his head to her as does everyone else)
Kai- ( swallows looking at her and the guilt sets in) Pudd-
Layla- dont! ( snaps at him through the pain cradling her arm to her and breathing heavy) it was me.. I was the one who initiated it. not Brent. ME.
Brent- ( swallows standing up)
Layla- and you ( looks at him)
Brent- ( flinches taking a step back)
Layla- ( she exhales a shaky breath as tears fall down her face she can't even get anything out so she just glares at them all before walking out) Dont follow me.
Brent- Layla! ( swallows as she doesn't look back and he rubs his hands down his face)
Kai- ( shoots him a glare but sits the chair up and slams it back down before taking his seat)
Brent- ( sits down his leg bouncing as his fist clench and unclench)
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Brent- any word from Layla ( leaning against the receptionist desk pale faced and bags under his eyes)
Natalie- you look like shit. but no not since last night when she called and told me she broke her hand when she punched Kai Saturday morning. so...
Brent- ( grits his teeth but nods shoving away from the desk and leaving pulling his keys out of his back pocket he snatches his helmet up and begins putting it on until he growls as his phone rings reaching in his front pocket he looks at the number and immediately answers ) Layla.
Layla- your probably heading home but um ( wrinkles her nose )can you please come over.
Brent- yeah i'll be there soon.
Layla- ( nods before pulling the phone away from her ear and hangs up throwing her phone on the bed before she falls back on it and sighs deeply)
Brent- ( snorts amused before putting the phone back in his front pocket tying his chin piece on his helmet and gets on his bike pulling it up and starting it. revving the engine he pulls in the clutch and shifts down into first before pulling out and quickly shifting up to second heading to Layla's)
Layla- ( had drift off into a light sleep the medication for the pain getting to her. but the rumbling sound of a motorcycle has her sitting up on her elbows and listening as the rumbling gets louder she bites her lip until said rumbling is so loud before it effectively shuts off so she gets up and slowly walks to the door and looks through the peephole seeing him walking up with his helmet in his hand she waits until she hears that usual knock taking a deep breath she composes herself before unlocking the door and opening it)
Brent- ( looks up at her and then to her hand before he steps towards her grabbing her by the back of the neck and kisses her)
Layla- ( kisses back her good hand dropping from the door knob to wrap around his neck)
Brent- ( walks them backwards and closes the door with the heel of his boot but keeps his lips on hers his helmet falling to the floor in favor of wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her up against him)
Layla- ( giggles pulling away) hey.
Brent- ( puts his forehead against hers) hey.
Layla- ( hums nudging him back to her lips and when his lips touch hers she sinks against him momentarily forgetting her broken hand until she tries to grab his hand and she yelps out)
Brent- shit ( jerks back from her) baby your hand.
Layla- ( bursts into tears and slaps her hand over her eyes)
Brent- ( he frowns but steps back to her lifting her arm by the arms and hums in approval when her legs go around him) it's okay shh.
Layla-( bites her lip to keep from sobbing but they rip through anyways as he situates them on the bed with her back pressed against his chest and being careful not to hit her hand as he covers them she soon calms down as he continues to rub her stomach, her waist and down her thighs)
Brent- I should've showered before getting in your bed ( kisses her shoulder and tightens his arms around her)
Layla- shower in the morning ( wiggles so she can hold his hand with her good one) just hold me..
Brent- ( doesn't say anything just nuzzles into the crook of her neck)
Layla- ( yawns but smiles when he presses one long sweet kiss to her cheek) lets sleep. you look like you havent. and my pain meds are kicking me in the butt.
Brent- ( chuckles deeply) I didn't plan to fuck you to night. I just love kissing you.
Layla- I love it too ( whispers her vulnerability peeking through)
Brent- ( tightens his arms and drags her further back into him until she's practically underneath him and he slowly heads towards the sleep abys)