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

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

make my way to her room, this time a little hopeful that

get to her door, the stronger the stench of weed became, and the

her door. It’s slightly opened and from what I can see from the slight crack, the entire room is

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

home!” Mom chirped. Which is

with a flimsy sheet. And right beside her, smoking

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

guess my mom didn’t get the

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

I asked, nervously removing my gaze from the

39

out.

and then

head to the bag Tyler had forced me

of my cheek before responding. “It’s

“Oh.” She nodded.

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

didn’t want to judge him, but he looked like a guy who had just come

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

disappointed. Mom could’ve done better, been better

to leave but

the bills for this month, Neymar has promised to pay

to

As if I’d ever let a man I don’t

to get a job and

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