Chapter Fourteen.

Ayla.

Walking through the cafeteria I slowly tell Bri all the events of yesterday. As expected, she was feeling loads of different emotions, shock, disgust and anger masked her face. "Who in gods name does he think he is to be treating you... My best friend like that!" She shouted catching some weird looks and in return giving them glares telling them to mind their business. Whilst I completely understand her reaction towards all of this I didn't want her to make a huge deal out of it.

"Bri its okay you have nothing to worry about-" I reason with her until I'm cut off. "Listen Ayla. You don't deserve hum. He's a bast-" I slapped my hand on her mouth as gently as I could hoping she wouldn't say the horrible word coming next. "Bri!" I scolded, I didn't mind bad words but we were in a cafeteria and her screaming out a curse word would get us in trouble. Okay maybe I minded a little, I mean bastard is a strong word.

"I don't care Ayla, that's the nicest cuss I have for him now, it can g