The Truth Always Reveals Itself

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I don't know what it is but some evil spirit must not want me to write this story because I keep having setback after setback.

First my computer breaks and now? My finger breaks.

Peep the broken finger...

I broke my finger yesterday and it's already way more purple than when I took this picture

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I broke my finger yesterday and it's already way more purple than when I took this picture...

So obviously I'm still going to type to the best of my ability but I'm just going to be a little slower for the foreseeable future lol

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So obviously I'm still going to type to the best of my ability but I'm just going to be a little slower for the foreseeable future lol. Anyways enjoy the chapter!

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Unknown POV:

I had absolutely zero interest in going to the boys soccer game. I hate men and I'm not attracted to them so why would I go?

I've been bored lately so the fact that I met Layla is going great. We've been putting her pool to good use in more ways than one.

When I first met Emily, everything was so knew and exciting. I was head over heels for her and all I wanted was to be with her. Until I saw that everyone else feels the same way about her as I do. You cannot convince me that her roommate isn't in love with her and that they aren't fucking every time I'm not around. That's why I like having Emily over my dorm because then she's just mine and she's away from everyone else.

And don't get me started on that girl Reese or Tatum or whatever the fuck her name is. That girl has been coming after Emily since before she even arrived on campus. There is some long ass history between them and Emily hasn't spoken a word to me about it. So if Emily can lie and have chicks on the side then so can I.

It's just Layla has started to feel like more than just a side piece to me and I think she wants to be more than one as well.

Once the sun disappeared beyond the horizon and the sky fell dark, the pool was too cold to swim in so Layla and I went into the hot tub. I got in first and leaned back against the wall, placing my arms over the edges. Layla walked over and turned on the jets before slowly walking over to the hot tub with a smirk.

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