Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 83

Layla’s pov

| stared at her dumbfounded. A bit unsure if she really slapped me or not. The sting on my cheek told me she did and the instant regret in her eyes showed me so too.

She had slapped me.

That was all I needed for confirmation.

I raise my hand to my burning cheek and looked at her with blurred vision.

“You slapped me,” I stated, not accusing her since it ac tually did happen.

She looks regrettable but doesn’t apologize. “Now see what you made me do Layla?” She shakes her head as if I had caused this.

I probably did by calling her a whore. Still, it didn’t give her the right to slap me across my face.

Looking at her in disappointment, I said shakily. “I have to go.”

I couldn’t stay in her presence for another second. It

feels like my mom had truly turned into someone else. My mom before would never think to raise her hand on me. But that was when dad was still here.

He was no longer here and mom had turned into some one I can now consider a stranger.

tears misting my eyes. But her next words stopped

four, Neymar doesn’t like anyone out

turning incredibly brutal. “What?” | said without emotion in my voice. She had to be kidding. There was no

Neymar suddenly the

out after

my shoulder, a bit uncomfortable to even stare into her eyes since they were that of a stranger. “I work after school. It’s impossible to get here before four when I’m

of hard task

| spat, tired of hearing his name in a conversation that didn’t

only just got here, he didn’t work hard to build

us. All I ask is for you to treat Neymar with re spect and respect his wishes. He’s the man of the house

disappointment. “Neymar was right. You don’t respect me as your mother. Layla, why can’t you see I’m doing this for us

laughed. Full on laughed. It was dry and emotionless. But of all, it was filled with pity, for her. ” You’re doing this to have a better life? Have you seen your self in the mirror mom? You look even more miserable than before. Tell me, what better life

a glaze, something close to tears. I would not

question, you’ll let me know when I get back from work,” I

school to get a better life.” With that, I opened the door and slammed it shut

what Neymar had done to me. And honestly, I shouldn’t

I did was fix my messy hair

wasn’t sure if her handprint had stayed on my cheek.

quick and my eyes were set on the school entryway. So focused on it and getting to the bathroom, I hadn’t noticed when a car was coming. I heard the screech ing of the tires as the driver held the

Tyler rushes over to me, his eyes wide with panic. “God Layla.

you thinking just crossing over like that without look ing to see if a car was coming?!” He growled, his hands coming on my shoulder and turning

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