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.

I should at least hope for the best but my mother was unpredictable and

no answer, my hands tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I peeked in. I’m relieved to not see her

a sigh, I make my way to her room, this

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

was worried about her so I continued my way to her door. It’s slightly opened and from what I can see from the

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

home!” Mom chirped. Which is unusual for her to

sheet. And right beside her, smoking what I presume was

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

guess my mom

I shivered in disgust when he smirked. This wasn’t the first time inom brought someone over. She

I asked, nervously removing my

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out.

gave her body to and then back to me before she giggled.

nudging her head to the bag Tyler had forced me to

it tighter, biting the inside of my cheek before responding. “It’s nothing.

“Oh.” She nodded.

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

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

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

better,

to leave but her voice

month, Neymar has promised to pay it full!

a name. Not that I wanted to know. He wouldn’t be here by tomorrow morning. None ever

balling at my sides. As if I’d ever let a man

be unnecessary. I’m going to get a job and

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