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.

but my mother was unpredictable and wouldn’t

tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I peeked in.

her room,

closer I get to her door, the stronger the stench of weed became, and the more I wanted to walk away

It’s slightly opened and from what I can see from

the 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

chirped. Which is unusual

bed, where I can see her covering her naked body with a flimsy sheet. And

hair is dark, looking to be dyed judging by his blonde roots. His face wasn’t clean shaven and he was obviously a man who you’d

guess my mom didn’t

when he smirked. This wasn’t the first time inom brought someone over. She usually did this so she

calling you?” I asked, nervously removing my

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out.

turning to stare at the man she just gave her body to and then back to me before she giggled. “I was busy, I didn’t

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

of my cheek before

“Oh.” She nodded.

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

like a guy who had just come out of jail. And knowing my mom’s taste in men, he probably

need me,” I told her softly, wanting

was disappointed. Mom could’ve done better, been better but she refuses

leave

this month, Neymar has promised to pay

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

ever let a man I don’t even know pay

to get a

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