Mag-log inAs she rested her chin on her knees, Layla traced Aria with her eyes till she couldn’t see her anymore. She began to observe the day fade as the narrow coastal street quietened down for the night as people entered their weathered homes to join their families. Overgrown gardens softly glowed under the old streetlights, and the evening stillness gave her a sense of comfort. The world could finally breathe, and just for now, everything felt okay. Struck with a realisation, Layla sprung up and jumped onto her bed screaming into her pillow with excitement. She turned and faced the white ceiling.
“I don’t think this is normal...” she said to herself out loud.
Layla quickly entered her bedding and turned on some music as she began to impatiently wait for dinner.
“When I see her, my stomach... it gets all funny and my heart skips a beat. I get kind of nervous but it’s almost like I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
Her mystical hazel eyes that remind me of new leaves in spring, her wide cheeky smile when she’s shy...
“What are these feelings?”
My mind began to worriedly race. We’re friends, these feelings can’t be anything but platonic. Yet, whenever Aria is within my reach or simply just the mere thought of her name, butterflies swell up in my stomach and a subtle rage rises whenever Aria is talking to anyone but me. The thought of feeling her cloudlike hair running through my fingers as she lays on my bare chest, her light caramel skin that seems sweet to taste, and the adorable smile she lets out as she looks at me.... surely, these feelings are platonic right?
“She’s just so... heavenly...” Layla thought as she slowly closed her eyes.
My hands glided under the blanket as I pulled down my shorts and creeped back up to my crotch. Images of Aria raced around my mind. Kissing her mint flavoured lips and tasting a sweetness on her tongue... pecking her down to her neck and later her chest... sucking her almond-coloured nipples as she lets out a slight moan. I couldn’t help it anymore.
Slowly putting in one of my fingers down my already soaked underwear, feeling my warm and soaking wet crevice. “Ahh...” I couldn’t help but let out a brief moan while indulging in my perverse thoughts of Aria. My fantasies overcame me. Tracing every inch of Aria with my touch filled kisses down to her groin. Looking up at her as I go down to indulge in her taste, seeing every single change in her expression as she moans from pleasure. My crotch was on fire almost like what I was doing didn’t help me at all. My left hand unknowingly grabbed my breast, twirling around my hard nipples.
“Ahhh... Ari-”
“Layla! Come down for supper!!” her mother screamed.
Oh no she’s already home. I quickly fixed up my appearance after mum’s rude interruption.
“Coming!”
I hurriedly ran downstairs before missing any food. A house with 6 children barely has anyone willing to spare any food.
“I wish I could finish...” she quietly thought to herself as she set herself down on the table.
I did a quick scan of the table to see who came down to eat, 4 siblings and my mother were there. Being the eldest, I of course sat at the top left corner of the table, across from me was the second eldest Tommy, and next to him the youngest twins Emma and Aimee, and next to me was June the fourth born.
“Where’s Lina?” Layla asked Tommy as she began to scarf down her food.
“I don’t know, she told me to fuck off.” Snarked Tommy.
“Tommy, mind your language.” Coldly said Linda.
“Sorry mum...” Tommy said as he looked down at his food.
“Have you finally decided on what course you’re doing? January isn’t too far away.” Asked Linda expecting a reassuring answer from Layla.
“Not yet... Maybe art.” She said jokingly with a slight pain in her voice.
“Layla! You need to grow up and leave those childish things behind!” snapped Linda.
I couldn’t help but feel annoyed at my mother’s insistence, yet it made me begin to question whether she may be right.
“I talked to the counsellor and from my A-levels they said I should do Law.” Almost sounding defeated Layla replied to her mother’s question.
“Good. Then law is what you’ll do.” She set down her cutlery and rose from her seat.
“If you’ll excuse me, there’s someone I need to go meet. Layla, make sure the girls are ready and in bed on time. Emma, Aimee, be good girls and listen to your sister until I get back. Goodnight kids, see you later.” Linda walked towards the door, took her coat of the hanger, and swiftly put on her shoes opening the door to a car waiting outside.
She hopped in and had the widest grin on her face, almost throwing herself onto the man in the driver’s seat as they sped off.
“Why doesn’t mummy smile at dad like that Layla?” innocently asked Aimee.
“I don’t know... Anyway! Who’s ready for movies and popcorn?”
The twins lit up with joy as they stuffed their mouths with food in anticipation of watching a movie with their siblings. After the movie the twins had already nodded off to sleep, Layla and Tommy gently carried them up to their rooms and tucked them into bed.
“I’m going to go to bed; school was so tiring today. What time do you think will mum will be back? I want to go to my friend’s house for the night.” Tommy asked Layla, though it seemed as though he was all ready to go.
“Just go. She’ll probably be back after two days, and make sure to go to school after Sofie’s house” sneakily said Layla. She knew he was going to his girlfriend’s house.
“Goodnight!” a tiny grin lifted at his lips, as he dashed out of the door
“Goodnight...” quietly said Layla. She walked into her room and looked up at the ceiling, wishing it was her running over to Aria’s house.
Morning arrivedAfter having some pancakes and juice for breakfast, all the siblings went to school leaving Lisa and Evey who began making their way back home.“Thanks for having us over Lay, the food was delicious as always.” Said a satisfied Evey as she rubbed her stomach.“Remember to call or text us if you ever need anything. Don’t go ghost on us like Ria.” Sternly said Lisa.“I’m happy you enjoyed the food, and I will be texting more frequently. It really means a lot to me that you guys came over today, I started kinda drifting in my own head a bit. You guys brought me back down to Earth.” Softly said Layla.“Awww Lay!!” both Evey and Lisa exclaimed. They could feel how genuine Layla was behind her words. All three girls huddled in for a group hug before everyone went their separate ways.Layla closed the door and turned to face the now empty house. All the kids went to school and Linda was due to come back that evening. She was once again left to her own vices, only this time, t
After dinner, everyone had gathered round the TV watching itflix’s latest children’s movie. I looked around the room, and everyone was asleep; good thing I brought out the extra mattresses and blankets. Talking about Aria earlier was a mistake, she’s been lingering in my mind since.“Maybe I’ll just give her a quick text...” Layla whispered to herself.“Hey Aria, just checking on you. I know we had that argument the last time we talked, but you’ve been MIA for the past 2 weeks and everyone is worried about you. Give me a call or just text me back when you see this message.” Layla hovered over the send icon, contemplating whether it seemed like she cared too much.She realised her overthinking even a single text was enough to speak for itself. She’s not over her yet, however, she’s the only one that knows about these feelings. She never told anyone, she’s never acted on how she feels, and most of all Aria never actually said she likes her. There was nothing for her to get over but her
Layla hesitantly walked out the supermarket, checking her surroundings to check if Nelle was still there. She has nothing against Nelle; however, her sudden appearance spooked her quite a bit. A glint of light pierced through Layla’s eyes, the once cloudy and stormy sky now clearing up almost like it was never there, but the results from the horrible weather could be seen on the streets as palm leaves wrecked the streets. Layla hurriedly picked up her shopping bags and began walking to the house to prepare for dinner, all her siblings ought to be home from school. As Layla walked into the house, she could see a pile of muddy shoes and umbrellas piled up at the door. She peeked over into the living room to find June and the twins watching TV, she walked back to the doorway to do a quick shoe count to see who else is home.“Okay, so we have Tommy’s sports shoes... Lina’s flats... the twins in the living room...” she silently muttered to herself. After the quick shoe count, Layla took
Two weeks later-Music plays – Music resonates throughout my room, barely loud enough to drown out my thoughts. Every aching chord stung, and the comfort of my blanket wasn’t enough to replace her warmth on my skin. Each time I open my phone, I find myself aimlessly scrolling through our old messages and looking at her posts. Like a ghost unable to move on, I see hints of her everywhere I look. On my walls, in my gallery, in my sketchbooks, even the ballad playing now sounds eerily like her guitar. I hate how everything reminds me of her. Finding myself stuck in delusions, dreams and daydreams, that she’ll come to my window as usual and apologise. It’s been two weeks, and she hasn’t bothered to reach out at all. This isn’t just a heartbreak because I like her, she was my best friend first, then my crush second. Tears began leak from her eyes, Layla felt the kind of hurt that couldn’t even be expressed in her art – no – it was dull, quiet, empty, like something was missing, a part o
As I closed my eyes, Aria slowly began to lean in for the kiss. All my thoughts raced around my mind at once, the thought that I would be making a grave mistake in going through with this. Another ten seconds later, and I’m yet to feel her lips on mine. I opened my eyes to see her slumped over my shoulder already asleep. I let out a sigh of relief, though there was something in me disappointed that she didn’t go through with the kiss.I slowly lifted her up and placed her into bed. The moonlight leaking through my curtains reflected onto her sleeping face.“You’re so beautiful...” I whispered under my breath.Present “Lay are you even listening to what I’m telling you?” asked a dejected Aria.“No, no, I am. I’m sorry I just got a bit lost in some old memories.”“Really? Is it about me?”“Oh, how self-centred.”“I know, I’m just so sexy and amazing you can’t help but think about me.” Said Aria as they both chuckled at their sarcastic humour.“So, what were you thinking about?” asks Ar
Two years ago. Aria is only a year older than me, though she’s had the ‘typical’ teenage experience. Going out with friends for parties, underage drinking, doing pot, sneaking out the house, all things I’ve been too scared to do because of my mother. On one of her little nightly escapades, a drunk Aria stumbled towards my window and asked me to come out. The car that had dropped her off was speeding in the distance, almost like they were saying “this is your problem now”. Luckily, my mum wasn’t home, so I just let her in using the front door. I can still feel the pungent smell of alcohol that came off her at the tip of my nose, as she stumbled inside on the way to my room.“Lay!!! I miused you sou muoch! H-ere I brought a lil for you” Aria slurred.“Ria, you know I can’t drink.”“Just a little bit... for me?” Aria looked up with a glimmer in her eyes, desperate to give Layla a drink.“... fine just a little. But! You’re going to bed right after, okay?” Layla hesitantly agreed. She







