I squealed in fear as I saw Roger's car headlights turn off and I could hear his engine slowly turning off as well.

I kissed Brian's cheek as I got up quickly and grabbed my things in a hurry.

"Hey Brian, I really have to go! Thank you so much for everything and I hope we can talk again soon! Again, thank you and take care, Bri!" I gave Bri a fake smile as I ran over to a tree far away from Roger so I can hide behind it.

I saw Bri look at me in confusion and it seemed like I broke his heart. He ran a hand through his curls and I saw tears rolling down his rosy cheeks as he gathered all his things.

I didn't want to leave Brian, but I had to. He really was a sweetheart and I can't believe he loves me! I mean, I love him like a best friend of course, but I honestly date him!

I'm in happy with Roger and I want to stay with him forever! I can't break Brian or Roger's hearts! Why is life so hard with these situations?

I started to cry even more and laid against the tree I was hiding behind. I covered my face with my hands as I cried harder.

I can see my eyeliner rolling down my cheeks as well. I was a bloody mess and I seemed to stay that way.

I looked around to see if there was a telephone nearby. I needed to talk to someone important who I know that will make me feel better.

Suddenly, I see a telephone booth close to me and I slowly walked over to it so Roger won't see me.

I finally approached the telephone booth and I digged around my purse to see if I had some coins to put in the telephone machine.

I found some coins and quickly put in the machine as I dialled a number down on the telephone.

I closed my eyes shut hoping, that the person I was calling, would pick up and talk to me.

Suddenly, I heard a feminine voice that was very soft like mine.

"Hello? Elizabeth Robertson here.."

I said to myself 'Thank you Mum!' and I started to talk quickly to my mum.

"Mummy, this is Layla here! I need a favour from you. I'm here in Hyde Park and... my car got stuck and I need someone to pick me up. I was wondering of you can drive here and pick me up. I really need you, Mum!" I cried through the telephone.

"Oh goodness, darling! You sound sad! Well, I'm getting dressed right now and I'll be there in 10 minutes! Hang on tight! Mum is coming!" I could hear her giggle.

"Oh thank you, Mum! I don't know what I would do without you! Love you!"

"No problem, darling! I would do anything for my only child! Love you too and meet me at the front of the parking lot!"

She hung up as I sighed in relief and closed my eyes again.

I'm glad that I have such a wonderful mother who will help me out with anything. I'm very grateful to have her.

I turned around slowly to see Roger walk outside and I saw him smoking. On the other side of him, I saw his little sister Clare holding his hand and giggling with him.

I smiled to myself. Roger would be such a good father if I had kids with him. He would take care of them and love them like no other.

I saw Roger stomp his cigarette in the ground and lifted Clare up to his shoulders. They were still walking around.

I saw them walk up to a ice parlor and get ice cream for themselves.

I looked in my purse and got a soft tissue. I wiped my tears and sniffed heavily.

I finally got the courage to walk out the telephone booth and made my way in front of the parking lot.

A few minutes later, I recognised a black car that was in front of me. It was my mum, but I heard a raspy voice behind me.

"Layla? Is that you, Layla? Love?" I gasped and turned around to see Roger looking worried at me a few meters away. I can see him walk faster to me as I opened the car rapidly.

Roger was getting closer to me as I closed the door and put on my safety belt. I started to panic because Roger was at my window with Clare next to him.

"Hey there, my lovely daughter. Is there something wron-" My mum looked at me and gasped in shock.

"MUM, JUST DRIVE! PLEASE!" I cried in fear as I saw Roger back up away from the car slightly and his eyes were widening.

My mom nodded quickly as she begin to drive fast. I turned around to see Roger stare at my mum's car in disbelief.

I cried much harder and leaned against my seat slowly.

I bet Roger was so worried about why happened to me. My mum started to stroke my head softly as I began to feel sleepy and my eyes were very baggy because of all that crying I did.

I yawned wildly and feel asleep as my mum pulled into the parking lot of my flat.