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.

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

answer, my hands tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I

way to her room, this time a little hopeful

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

opened and

pushed the door open praying that the smell won’t affect my lungs. But as I do so, I’m

is unusual for her to sound

my eyes to her bed, where I can see her covering her naked body with a flimsy sheet. And right beside her, smoking what I presume was

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

my mom didn’t get

over my frame and I shivered in disgust when he smirked. This wasn’t the first time inom brought someone over. She usually did this so she can get money to

not hear me calling you?” I asked, nervously removing my gaze from the intimidating

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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 hear

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

of my cheek before responding. “It’s nothing. Just a few things

“Oh.” She nodded.

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

who had just

me,” I told her softly, wanting to get out

was disappointed. Mom could’ve done better, been better

turn around to leave but her voice

about the bills for this month, Neymar has promised to pay it full! Isn’t that

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

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

to get a job

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