Layla’s pov

I brushed my still wet hair in a high bun and crunched my nose as I looked at my reflection staring back at me in the mirror.

So unusual of me to care to brush my hair or look the least bit presentable.

Still, even with my thoughts, I rummage through a draw in search of lipgloss I was hoping hadn’t expired, I swore I had the thing from back when I was eight. Honestly, I wasn’t sure.

When I pulled it out, I inspected it. It didn’t look like it would kill me and the expiring date had rubbed off so there was no telling.

So with a shrug, I applied it to my lips. It smelled like cherries and was a pretty red glossy color that made my lips look plump and cherry red.

I placed the lipgloss down then thought better of it and decided to hold it with me.

I took my small side bag and placed my wallet, my cracked phone and the lipgloss and then walked out of my room.

The air is already so clogged with the scent of weed and as I let out a little cough while entering the living room, I spot my mother and Neymar both on the couch.

Her head is rested on his lap as he draws in a puff of smoke and blows it into her opened mouth.

I cringe.

Nasty.

Neymar hears when I have entered, perhaps my footsteps because his dark eyes lift to mine.

Where are you going?” His tone is bitter, probably because of what I had told him earlier.

Mom’s eyes sweep over to mine when she heard his question and lifted herself off his lap. She coughed before speaking. “Where are you going darling?” She asked confused.

Saturdays to clean the entire house because she never did. And afterward, I’d drown

weren’t usually

I answered through clenched teeth, upset that she was

get out of here and Neymar’s words stop me. “She’s

me per se, they

latch on the door, slightly looking over my shoulder

disagreed with Neymar. She didn’t say anything, not a single word had slipped out of her

No, she stayed quiet.

response shattered my

blinking as I opened the door and slammed it shut. 1 silently try to coax myself to believe that she will defend me when I leave but I knew deep down that it was a lie. A false hope I should never

old steps and made my way to the bus

you.” I said softly, smiling slightly as the guard

other guard stares at me like

a huge estate, surrounded by huge green trees. The road on the other hand was pretty long and I knew it would be a long while

was still fairly

I saw the sight of the

begging for me to stop. It didn’t help that I was

day since I

felt

the man who Tyler always threw his keys at. He stood beside

teading to the

in curiosity but

certain that my face was red and I could no doubt feel the sweat on my skin. I perhaps look like a dying pig

I greeted him, not wanting to

me back and I’m slightly surprised by the soft pitch of his voice. I

I’m just mere inches from the door it is suddenly thrusted open. 1 stare gobsmacked at eyes similar to Tyler’s. Mayor Wood. I feel tongue tied, and it didn’t help that I was

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