Saturday morning..
Layla's migraine kicks in before she even manages to open her eyes, she groans painfully, tossing and turning in every direction attempting to relieve the aches all over her body, feeling more nauseous with every passing moment before she attempts to sit up, opening her eyes to find Red sat on the edge of her bed, fondly staring back at her.
"What the fuck!" Layla jumps back out of shock, gathering all her limbs close to herself as if Red is some monster from her worst nightmares. Layla quickly grabs the covers closer, Red furrows her eyebrows at the way Layla is acting, she purses her lips before Layla speaks again.
"Why are you here? I don't want you here." Layla spits angrily, staring at Red in disgust. Red squints her eyes as her jaw drops open and her eyebrows shoot up in defence, "Well, maybe if you fucking listened to a word i said we wouldn't be here." Red chuckles in shock at how Layla is acting, her face puzzled.
"Oh wow so you're blaming it on me?" Layla cocks her head in defensiveness, her eyebrows rising as she eyes Red intensely.
"You know what? I am. Yes, i'm blaming it on you, Layla, cause otherwise we wouldn't be sat here right now." Red replies honestly, her voice clear and confident laced with a hint of frustration and anger.
Layla immediately sits up completely, forgetting about the horrible hangover she's in right now before she starts to shout at Red, "I see, you're making it into an argument!" Layla accuses when Red is just frustrated.
Red's face shows that she's absolutely baffled before she starts shouting back at Layla, "You're the one that's arguing!" Red throws her arms up in defence and shock as she stands up off the bed.
"You're the one that started blaming me!" Layla screams, her arm out and pointing at Red in anger.
"Yeah, because it is your problem! And now you're angry cause these are the consequences to your stupid actions!" Red explains, gulping when she stops before her mouth stays open in anger.
"Oh like you don't know what temptation feels like." Layla turns away and chuckles, belittling Red for being addicted to most things they all do for fun on the weekend.
"No, no Layla, i do know that feeling very well since i've not even fucking smoked for the past week cause i was sobering up to have a mature conversation with you." Red pauses, breathing before, "Which you might've known if you hadn't childishly blocked my number." Red adds, speaking very passive aggressively.
Layla doesn't believe Red one bit about staying sober before she immediately snaps towards her as she swiftly gets off the bed, "Childishly block your number!?" Layla shouts, looking up at her, eyes wide and furious. Red nods as a response before Layla attacks again, "Red, get the fuck out of my face right now cause i'm not in the mood." Layla strictly speaks.
"And i was yesterday?" Red chuckles, "No i fucking wasn't, but i still brought you home safe." Red's tone gets more bitter as she steps away from Layla.
"What, you're gonna keep bringing that up? I didn't ask you to do that, i barely even remember it!" Layla shouts again, Red getting on her last nerves with every passing moments as she steps forward, getting closer to Red.
Red slightly leans towards Layla, maintaining strong eye contact, dark brown meeting a gloomy green, "You're more fucked than i am." Red's voice comes out raspy and low, degrading and looking down on her.
Layla breaks into a fit of hysterical laughter. "Spit it out." Red demands, her eyes anxiously and curiously following Layla who clutches onto her stomach.
"That's impossible, Red. No one can possibly be more fucked than you." Layla chuckles, with no fear, no hesitation or anything at all. She simply calls the girl out.
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Lustful Revulsion (wlw)
Romance"You're a headfuck, a complete headfuck." Red's back is turned as she breathes before heavy raindrops meet her face. "Where is this coming from?" Layla asks out of confusion as she attempts to pull Red by the wrist when Red pulls away quickly. "Don'...
