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.

for the best but my mother was unpredictable and wouldn’t

no answer, my hands tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I peeked in. I’m

way to her room, this

became, and the more I wanted to walk away before !

so I continued my way to her door. It’s slightly opened and from what I can see from the slight crack, the entire room is

the smell won’t affect my lungs. But as I do so, I’m slapped in the face

you’re home!” Mom chirped. Which is unusual for her to sound

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

be dyed judging by his blonde roots. His face wasn’t clean

mom didn’t

smirked. This wasn’t the first time inom brought someone over. She usually

calling you?” I asked, nervously removing my gaze

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out.

the man she just gave her body to and then back to me before she giggled. “I

the bag?” She asked nudging her head to the bag Tyler had forced me to

before responding. “It’s

“Oh.” She nodded.

eyes on me, burning through me. His stare is uncomfortable and has me shifting on my

had just come out of jail. And knowing my mom’s taste in men, he

be in my room if you need me,” I told her softly, wanting to get out

could’ve done better, been better but she

leave

has promised to pay

creepy man has a name. Not that I wanted to know. He wouldn’t be

my sides. As if I’d ever let

will be unnecessary. I’m going to get a job and will be able to pay the

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