Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 39

Layla’s pov

My heart was thumping in my chest with an uneven beat. My hands reach out for the door and opened it quickly.

Finally, I can breathe. Running home was such a workout.

| gasp for a lungful of air, tempted to throw my bag on the floor and just call it a day. But then my eyes roamed around the area and noticed for the first time, she wasn’t on the chair passed out.

My brows knit as I closed the door.

How long had it been since I last seen my mom off the chair when I got home?

“Mom?” I called out to her, kicking off my converse and kicking them to the side.

There was no answer.

Maybe she did go job searching after all?

My eyes snap to the clock mounted on the wall, just beside the hanging flowers. It read three thirty but I knew it read wrong. It needed new batteries.

Shaking my head I gripped my bag and made my way down the small hallway. My legs nearly feeling like butter as my eyes sweep over to the opened bathroom door.

Was she in there? Did something happen to her?

With my mom’s choices, I knew that there was a possibility that she’ll go too far one day. That something bad can happen to her. I just only hope today wasn’t that day.

“Mom?” I called out again, this time softer, almost fearful even.

My stomach knotted, expecting to probably see my mother on the floor knocked out cold or in the tub suffocated by water in her lungs.

best but my mother was unpredictable and wouldn’t care who she hurt in the

brushed the doorframe and I peeked

way to her room, this time a little hopeful that she

of weed became, and the more I wanted to walk away before ! get any

slightly opened and from what

door open praying that the smell won’t affect my lungs. But as I do so, I’m slapped in the face by the smoke and started

Mom chirped. Which is unusual for

see her covering her naked body with a flimsy sheet. And right beside her, smoking what I presume was weed was a man who looked to be in

blonde roots. His face wasn’t clean shaven and he was obviously a man who you’d not want

mom

my frame and I shivered in disgust when he smirked. This wasn’t the first time inom brought

hear me calling you?” I asked, nervously removing

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out.

Mom asked, turning to stare at the man she just gave her body to and

in the bag?” She asked nudging her head to

clutched it tighter, biting the inside of my cheek before responding. “It’s

“Oh.” She nodded.

feel the man’s eyes on me, burning through me. His stare is

want to judge him, but he looked like a guy who had just come out of jail.

be in my room if you need me,” I told her softly,

better, been better but she refuses

around to leave but her

for this month, Neymar has promised to pay it

guess the creepy man has a name. Not that I wanted to know. He wouldn’t be here by tomorrow morning.

at my sides. As if I’d ever let a man I don’t even know pay my bills for

will be unnecessary. I’m going to get a

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