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 than

her, I wasn’t sure where exactly I would be

The marking he left wasn’t that visible anymore so it didn’t take a

mark I failed to cover up. It would not be strange too, since I

up my phone, I pushed it inside my bag and

I froze 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

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

door and looked at her door, contemplat ing if to tell

looked back at her and

her side all day. So I had no

but I wasn’t sure she’d even

him?” My voice is bitter and she detected it. I knew so when

cigarette be tween her lips and pulling in the

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

door, being cautious. I didn’t want the bastard to listen to our conversation

job mom, we don’t need him. I can

I don’t have

disappointment. “He’s a good guy

no emotion, no humor at all. “A good guy? Is he a good guy for choking me on Saturday?”

left on my neck with makeup. How had you not heard him arguing with me that day, I’d never know.” | said sarcastically, undoubtedly ac cusing her of not having the guts to open

help me.

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