Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 82

Layla’s pov

Tiffany’s aunt called to tell me that I got the job the next day even though I had yet to go for the interview at her place.

Voicing out my concerns about haven’t worked at a bakery before, she eased my mind and told me to come in before four tomorrow. Tomorrow would be Monday and I only just remembered that Tyler and I had plans after school.

Those plans would have to wait, unfortunately.

*Monday*

I woke up with a start this morning. Neymar and mom were at it. They were yelling, cursing, and saying vulgar things that made my stomach knot.

I had been tempted to call the police but as soon as I peeked out of my door, I saw them making out in the hall way. It hadn’t looked forced. But still looked disgusting and repulsive.

Thad sighed in relief and frustration. At least he wasn’t killing her, but unfortunately, if I do call the cops there was

a high chance that he’d bring mom along with him. I was stuck. Completely so.

But now as I look at the slight bruise his fingers left on my neck I’m more than tempted to call the cops on him. What if one day he goes too far? What if one day he does n’t remove his hands?

There were a lot of what if’s. So many that I’d lost count.

| started to cover the marking with the foundation and concealer Tiffany gave me on Saturday. I was so grateful for her. I knew it was a word she put in for me so her aunt would give me the job without even knowing me complete

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was more

her to me. Without her, I wasn’t

left wasn’t that visible anymore so it didn’t take a whole lot of

I failed to cover up. It would not be strange too, since I have always left my

up my phone, I pushed it inside my bag and walked out of

when my mom’s bedroom door opens. I let go of the breath I hadn’t known I was holding when she walked out with a

She asked and walking over to me and taking a puff of her cigarette. She blows it out of her mouth and the stench had me

looked at her door, contemplat ing if to tell her what Neymar had done to me

back at her and doubted

have told her yesterday but Neymar hadn’t left her side all day. So I had no choice but to keep my mouth sealed just in

this was my chance to tell her, but I wasn’t sure she’d

“Why are you with him?” My voice

She asked, pushing the cigarette be tween her lips and

she answers. “He’ll help pay off the bills. We don’t have

at her door, being cautious. I didn’t want the bastard to listen

mom, we don’t need him. I can put

chuckled dryly.” What part of I don’t have to

disappointment. “He’s a good

lost her damn mind. She probably did honestly. I laughed dryly, with no emotion, no humor at all. “A good guy? Is he a

bruise he left on my neck with makeup. How had you not heard him arguing with me that

help me.

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