SAMANTHA
I drained the last of my beer, the bitter taste matching my mood. I signaled the hot brunette bartender for another bottle. I turned to Layla and sighed.
"And that's how my new life has been." I said, shaking my head.
"I'm so sorry, girlfriend. I shouldn't have come up with such idea, I didn't want you to go back to your old life." She said, patting my back.
"I got a job, it'd be a way out for us, a fresh start in New York with Sarah."
"What kind of job, Layla?"
"It's not whatever you are thinking, it's clean." She said with a smile.
I had feared she'd gotten herself into something shady. She'd tried selling drugs once, it took me talking her out of it before she could stop. Layla was capable of anything, but she had her limits. She's brave, confident, and fierce - she
