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.

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

hands tremble as it brushed the doorframe and I peeked in. I’m relieved to not

her room, this time a little hopeful that she

of weed became, and the more I wanted to walk away

It’s slightly opened and from what I can

affect my lungs. But as I do so, I’m slapped

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

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

roots. His face wasn’t clean shaven and he was

my mom didn’t

dark eyes swept 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

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

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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 you

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

clutched it tighter, biting the inside of my cheek before responding. “It’s nothing. Just a few things Tif got

“Oh.” She nodded.

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

want to judge him, but he looked like a guy who had just come out of jail. And knowing my mom’s

need me,” I

done better,

leave but

about the bills for this month, Neymar has promised to pay it full!

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

if I’d ever let a

going to get a job and will be able to pay

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