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.

her, blinking to remove the tears misting my eyes. But her next words stopped me just when my

doesn’t

turning incredibly brutal. “What?” | said without emotion in my voice. She had to be kidding. There was no way those words slipped out of her

Neymar suddenly the ‘boss’ around

Layla. You can’t be out after that.” She said again, purposely saying it louder

they were that of a stranger. “I work after school. It’s impossible to get here before four when I’m not sure how many hours

of

know anything!” | spat, tired of hearing his name in a conversation that didn’t need to in volve

didn’t work hard to build this house.

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

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

was filled with pity, for her. ” You’re doing this to have a better life? Have you seen

remains muted, completely speechless. Her eyes had a glaze, something close to tears. I would

answer to that question, you’ll let me know when I get back

better life.” With that, I opened the door and slammed it shut when I heard her calling out for

I told her what Neymar had done to me. And honestly, I shouldn’t have been surprised or hurt.

off the bus, the first thing I did was fix my messy

her handprint had stayed on my cheek.

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 brakes. I

to me, his eyes wide with panic. “God Layla. What the

look ing to see if a car was coming?!” He growled, his hands coming

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