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 the process.

answer, my hands tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I peeked in. I’m relieved to

to her room,

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

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

as I do so, I’m slapped in the face

Which is unusual for her to

snapped 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

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

mom didn’t

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

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

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out.

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

her head to the

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

“Oh.” She nodded.

through me. His stare is uncomfortable and has me shifting on my feet

looked like a guy who had just come out of jail. And knowing

me,” I told her softly, wanting to get

Mom could’ve done better, been better

around to leave but

Neymar has

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

turned around, my fist balling at my sides. As if I’d ever let a man I don’t even know

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

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