Chapter 3

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Layla had no idea as to what she should do. Should she go and get Karlee and Kaitlyn or Roman? So much thoughts were running through her head and she had no idea what to do or who to go to. She had a mixed feeling of emotions. She was sad, hurt and at the same time wanted to kill someone. She smiled slightly as she noticed the dull blue wallpaper that was on the wall she was using as support. The color matched her mood.

Just as she was about to stand up and walk away, Kaitlyn and Karlee rounded the corner, sounding worried as they looked for their friend. It took them a second before they spotted Layla on the ground, her knees pulled up to her chest. They both flocked to her as quickly as possible, dropping their bags to comfort their friend.

"Layla what the hell happened? Kaitlyn asked as she wiped the running mascara away from her cheeks. Layla just leaned into her and sobbed. Karlee put down the plastic cup she was holding and pulled Layla to her feet, holding her shoulder's firmly as she tried to get to the problem that was troubling her.

"Well?" She asked but Layla's only response was more tears. Karlee could see she was clearly upset and it was something big that had made her feel that way.

"Lets get you to bed honey." She went to pull Layla towards her room but Layla wretched her hand away, shaking her head. She looked scared, as if Karlee was dragging her onto a scary rollercoaster.

"I'm not going anywhere near that room." Layla panted and Karlee and Kaitlyn exchanged confused glances.

"Sweetie, You need to tell us what happened." Layla took a deep breath as she tried to control her voice, knowing that if she spoke, she would sound like a hairdryer.

"Greg's sleeping with someone else." She blurted out as she ended her sentence with more sobs.

"I walked in to get my phone and he's under the covers with that cow!" She sobbed, not caring how she sounded. Karlee looked at Kaitlyn and vice versa.

"Do you know who she was?" Karlee asked, gearing herself up for a fight. The red head got very protective when it came to the people she loved. Layla nodded solemnly.

"It was Rosa." She spluttered, falling back against the wall. Both girls jaws hit the ground as they digested the information. Both their boyfriend's were best friends with Roman and it was going to be up to the girls to break the news to him. But Karlee took matters into her own hands.

"You take Layla down to the guys and I'll pay Rosa a visit." Layla didn't have a choice in the matter as Karlee marched away and Kaitlyn led Layla down the stairs to the floor below them.

"How am I meant to tell him his girlfriends sleeping with my fiancé?" Layla asked, running her hands through her hair repeatedly. She didn't want to be the one to tell him that his girlfriend was cheating on him.

"I could tell him if you want?" Kaitlyn suggested as she rubbed Layla's back in a bid to calm her down. Layla shook his head.

"No I need to man up and do it myself." Kaitlyn smiled.

"Honey, you're a victim in all this too you know, you shouldn't have to feel guilty about anything that's happened tonight." Layla nodded and hugged her friend. Kaitlyn was always there to comfort her and Karlee was always the one to tell her straight. The door was right in front of them and Layla was shaking. They stood there for few moments, unsure of what to do but a loud crash above them reassured Layla that she was doing this for Roman's benefit. He had a right to know. They were just about to enter when Karlee walked up behind them, nursing a bloody lip. Or nose, no-one could tell.

"She fight back? Kaitlyn asked. Karlee shook her head.

"No, But Greg did." Layla's eyes widened. She reached out and pulled Karlee's hand away from her face to reveal a rather nasty looking cut just on the tip of her lip.

"I think that's going to need stitches... What the hell did he do?" Layla asked, feeling extremely ashamed on Greg's behalf.

"I grabbed Rosa and went to drag her downstairs and Greg punched me... I think I hit my head on something though." Layla gasped as a few tears left her eyes. Even after Karlee told her to forget about it, she still felt bad. Karlee just rolled her eyes and barged into the boy's room, making Layla remember where they were. Kaitlyn ushered her in, much to her distress.

"Holy fuck! What kinda club did you go to? Fight Club?" Dean asked as he dumped his controller and leapt over the bed to tend to Karlee. She refused to tell him what had happened until Layla told Roman.

"Roman.. Can you come outside a second? I need to talk to you." Layla covered her arms, mentally reminding her to get a coat or jumper. Roman looked towards Kaitlyn for any kind of clue as to what was going on but she couldn't look at him. Instead he grabbed his hoodie and walked out with Layla.

"Layla... What's going on?" He asked as he followed her. She kept her mouth shut and just walked, crossing her arms and hugging herself as hard as she could. How was she meant to say it? Roman decided to just follow her. Something must have been wrong after Karlee came back all bloody. Then it clicked.

"Is Rosa okay? He asked, catching Layla's attention. Layla stopped walking, just meters away from the door Greg and Rosa were in although she knew they could have been gone by now. Layla just started shuffling her feet, staring at them as if they had suddenly became interesting. A click behind Layla made her squeeze her eyes shut, afraid of what was going to happen next.

"Oh... Hey Greg... You know what's going on with Lay?" There was no reply. So Layla turned.

"Yeah Greg... Tell Roman what's going on?" Greg was silent and Layla knew he was seconds away from erupting. There was also a fresh bruise on his eye, probably courtesy of Karlee, something that made Layla smile. Greg still stood there.

"Layla... Can you come in please? We need to talk." Layla shook her head, walking forward. Greg stood his stance and refused to let Layla in the room. She tried pushing past him but he wouldn't budge. That was the joys of trying to get past a bodyguard.

"Layla! What the hell is going on!" Roman yelled, stopping Layla from pushing and making her turn around.

"Greg's sleeping with Rosa! That's whats happening!" She screamed back, instantly regretting her words and slamming her hand over her face. Roman stared in awe, looking between Greg and Layla. Layla took her opportunity and pushed past Greg, getting into the room. Rosa sat on the bed, a smirk across her face as she sipped on a glass of wine. Seeing Layla took her totally by surprise. Layla stood a few feet away from her, raging.

"Rosa! Rosa, Are you in there?" Rosa's face turned to stone when she heard Roman's voice. She scrambled around to try and find clothes to put on over her underwear but Layla stepped closer.

"You are so lucky I'm wearing heels or else I would rip your head off. Then again..." Rosa looked a petrified as Layla launched at her. Rosa screamed as Layla overpowered her, smashing her hands into her face. She kept hitting, not caring what damage she did. That little bitch had ruined her life. Layla was quickly taken out of her frenzy when she felt something smashed into the side of her head. Her hands stopped and she shook her head a little to get rid of the dizzy feeling, all the while giving Rosa time to get up. Layla was helped up off the ground as a strong arm was wrapped around her waist. Layla steadied herself on the counter as her vision became clear again. Rosa must have hit her off the head with the broken lampshade that was lying on the floor. She looked to her side to see Roman standing beside her, a grip still on her waist.

"Well Rosa?" Roman asked, hurt protruding in his voice. Rosa started crying.

"I'm so sorry baby... I just felt neglected." She sobbed and ran towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Roman didn't respond, instead just staring at Greg. Layla looked towards Rosa who's crying was becoming unbearable. The sound coming from the raven haired diva was making her want to scream. Instead she turned, grabbing her shoulder and twisting her round before punching her square in the nose and sending her flying. Greg rushed to her aid, helping her up and affectionately rubbing at her face. This all but confirmed it for Roman.

"You've been cheating on me?" He seethed, his grip on Layla becoming loose. Greg let off a sickly smirk as he hid behind Rosa, who was completely unaware that if she didn't move out-of-the-way was about to get speared. So Layla moved her herself. Roman sprinted towards Greg, taking the wind out of him as they crashed onto the bed, fists flying everywhere as the two men tried kicking the crap out of each other.

"What the hell is going on?" Seth asked and Layla turned around to see everyone standing at the door.

"Well go help them! Don't just stand there!" Karlee screamed as she held Rosa back from getting in the way. Her lip had been stitched up and was looking a little better. Seth grabbed Roman, holding him back whilst Dean held Greg, much to his dismay.

"I'll fucking kill you!" Roman growled, trying to get out of Seth's grip. Layla jumped in front of him, putting her hand on his chest.

"Please... Lets just leave it." She whispered. Roman was about to go for it again but something about Layla's small hand on his large test stopped him from going crazy. He wrestled out of Seth's grip and turned around. Layla just looked at him, amazed at how quick his demeanor changed. Layla looked around to see Karlee and Kaitlyn throwing her stuff into suitcases.

"I want you out of the house by next Saturday." Layla turned on her heel, shocked at the words coming out of her mouth.

"You can't throw me out!" She shrieked.

"Why not?" He replied as Rosa slipped into his arms.

"Becasue you're the one that cheated on me! You know what... Forget it. At least I get to keep all my money." Layla knew she had hit a nerve when Greg started stuttering, struggling to find something to say.

"Have fun paying for the house dickhead." She yelled over her shoulder as she wheeled on of her bags out behind Karlee and Kaitlyn. Roman slammed the door and walked closely behind Layla.

"Kait... Can you take my bag, I need to go and book a room." Layla sniffed, feeling sad again as the feeling of adrenaline wore off. Kaitlyn nodded sympathetically and Layla handed her the bag.

"I'll go with you." Roman spoke up. Layla smiled, signalling to him that it would be okay. They both set off down the stairs and left to where the elevator was. Roman watched the fragile woman in front of him and she knew she needed to talk to someone.

"Hey you... Fancy going to get a coffee. You look like you need to talk." Layla glanced up at him, wondering if she had heard him right. But his smile was genuine and she knew he was hurting too.

"Yeah, why not. Let's go."

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