Layla
I couldn't sleep.
I also couldn't stop myself from crying.
Brad had tried everything possible to calm me and put me to sleep but I couldn't. The memory of what I did tormented me.
Her screams echoed in my head.
Her face was planted in my vision.
Her blood on me was alot more torture that I could imagine.
I couldn't believe I killed someone, Someone I knew. Not that we were close or anything but the fact that I knew her and she went to my school. Everything was tormenting.
Minus the guilt I felt, I was at risk of getting into big trouble.
While I stayed on bed, crying and mourning, Brad was pacing back and forth, seemingly lost in thought. I couldn't bring myself to say anything to him, I hadn't uttered a word since he carried me up to his room.
After a moment, he
