Tiffany Call arrived back at her house after having been on a trip for several days. She laid her suitcase on her bed and walked through her house, looking for her son. She knocked on his door, but there was no reply. She decided to open the door and walk in, wanting Embry to wake up to trim the bushes around the house.
"Embry, will you-" Tiffany started, but stopped when she saw Embry wasn't alone. "Embry Alexander Call!"
Layla froze at hearing who had to be Embry's mother using his full name. At that moment, she nearly wished Embry wasn't balls deep inside her. How awkward is it to meet someone's mother when you're riding their son?
"Mom, do you mind?" Embry said, sitting up, pulling Layla to him, still inside her.
"I do mind!" Tiffany said. "You need to tell your little friend to leave!"
"I'm not deaf." Layla muttered, looking over her shoulder at his mother.
"Then you heard me." Tiffany said.
"Yes. Yes I did." Layla said.
"Well?" Tiffany said, crossing her arms.
"Well, unless you want to see what Embry is getting an eye full of right now, then I'll need just a smidge of privacy." Layla said.
Tiffany's eyes went wide and she just stared from Layla to Embry.
"Well, if you insist." Layla said, moving off Embry, handing him his boxers. Layla slid off the bed, completely naked. "You're standing on my shirt." she said.
Tiffany moved after a moment and walked over to the bed where Embry was. Layla picked up her clothes when she saw Tiffany whispering hotly to Embry. She slipped her bra on, seeing Embry roll his eyes.
"Mom, calm down. I'm 17." Embry said.
"You're still a child!" Tiffany yelled.
"16 is the age of adulthood on this reservation." Embry countered. "I love her."
Layla froze and smiled brightly, hearing what Embry just said. Tiffany, however, was not pleased at all at his words.
"I've heard all about her, Embry, you don't love her!" Tiffany said.
"What do you mean you've heard all about her?" Embry asked, narrowing his eyes, standing up.
"Reputation follows you around." Tiffany said.
"Yeah, I found that out in school, thanks." Embry said.
"You little..." Tiffany said, raising her hand, ready to smack Embry. Embry closed his eyes, bracing for it. Layla grabbed Tiffany's raised arm and twisted it around, holding it behind her back, making her go to her knees.
"You're not going to touch him. This whore will attack." Layla said.
Embry opened his eyes, seeing Layla protecting him in only her underwear. Layla finally let his mother's arm go, moving back and standing in front of him, her hands on her hips. Tiffany stood up, rubbing her shoulder. She saw Embry lean down and wrap his arms around her waist, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Layla kept her eyes on Tiffany, but brought her hand up and gently caressed the side of his face.
"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen." Embry said, grinning.
"So your middle name is Alexander?" Layla said, grinning. "I like it. Embry Alexander Call."
"Embry, I want you to trim the bushes around the house today." Tiffany said before turning to leave Embry's bedroom.
"By the way, I'm Layla. I can almost guess what you've heard about me, and it may or may not be true. But as long as I have breath in my body, you won't strike him anymore. With all due respect, of course." Layla said, meaning every word.
"Except for the whole walking in and seeing you on top of my son, I like you." Tiffany said. "Just...I don't want to be a grandmother right now."
"Oh, God, no. 7 year IUD." Layla said, grinning.
Embry groaned and flopped back on the bed. Layla laughed softly and climbed on top of him, laying on his chest, blowing a huge raspberry on his skin. Tiffany quietly left the room, not ready to see Embry like that.
"I probably do need to go home, though. Dad's probably wondering where I am." Layla said, sighing. "You trim the bushes, I'm gonna go home and see Dad, shower, change, all that fun stuff."
"Can't I watch you shower?" Embry whined.
"You've watched me shower. Twice. Technically." Layla said, smirking.
"You were hurt then I was sick. It doesn't count!" Embry said.
"You mean you want to see me get all wet and soapy?" Layla whispered softly, pressing kisses to his chest. "Do you know how many times I thought of you in the shower?"
Embry groaned, holding onto Layla's hips, rubbing against her. "How many?"
Layla sat up and moved off the bed. "A lot. Bye!" she said, heading for the door with her clothes.
"What? No!" Embry said. "I can't walk like this!"
"I know." Layla said, putting her clothes on and heading for the front door. "Bye!"
Layla could hear Embry's half whine, half growl even outside. She wanted to go back in there and finish what they started, but she knew if she did she would not want to leave. She walked to the house, seeing an unfamiliar red car in the driveway.
"Maybe Dad or Paul are finally getting some." Layla muttered to herself.
Layla walked in, heading for her bedroom. She walked by the living room and saw a woman standing over Paul, his face red and his nose bleeding, his arms and feet bound with tape.
"Oh what fresh hell is this?" Layla said, frowning.
"Is this the little mistake, Pauly?" the woman said. Paul groaned. "Pathetic. Must be the Lahote genes."
"Jeez. I thought I was kinky." Layla said, walking into the room. "Who are you and why are you here?"
"I'm Jennifer Lahote. This little mistake's unfortunate mother." Jennifer said. "Are you the little bitch Pauly's called me whining about?"
"Probably." Layla said. "So why is his nose bleeding?"
"He was smart with me." Jennifer said.
"He's smart with everybody. News flash, he's a smartass." Layla said. "Why are you here?"
"Pauly called me and wanted me to tell everyone that you and your whore mother broke up my failed married to Eric." Jennifer said. "I live to please."
"Did you hit him?" Layla asked, her eyes going wide.
"You're not mad that I called your mother a whore?" Jennifer asked, narrowing her eyes.
"If the shoe fits." Layla said.
"I can see why my Pauly tried to end your stupid little ass." Jennifer asked.
"You think my ass is little? I must need to do more squats!" Layla said, her tone thick with sarcasm. "How about you let Paul go and you take your happy ass out of here before your black hole of a vagina swallows you, too?"
Jennifer raised an eyebrow, slinging her arm back, hitting Paul in the nose again, making him bend forward, Layla seeing she had bound his hands and feet.
"You will talk to me with respect!" Jennifer said.
"He may fucking hate me, but he's still my brother, and if you hit him again, I will show you how we dispose of dead bodies in New York." Layla threatened.
Jennifer smiled a cold, evil smile and punched Paul in the throat, making him gasp and pass out. Layla picked up the ashtray behind her and slung it at Jennifer, making her move to dodge it while Layla moved and tackled her to the floor. Layla pulled head back and rammed her forehead against Jennifer's nose, dazing herself a little bit but shattering Jennifer's nose as she had busted Paul's. Jennifer pulled a knife from her waistband and lunged at Layla. Layla jumped off of her, seeing her eye Paul. Layla scrambled to climb over top of him, grabbing Jennifer's hands, trying to keep her from bringing the knife down.
"You were a mistake from the womb!" Jennifer screamed at Paul. "You're the reason I left your worthless father! This little bitch and her whore mother were just icing on the cake!"
Layla heard Paul whimper so softly and it had enraged her more than ever. Layla let go of one hand and used her fingernails to try and dig into Jennifer's eyes. Jennifer screamed loudly and dropped the knife and Layla scrambled to stand up, stomping as hard as she could on Jennifer's hand that was holding the knife. She screamed again and Layla grabbed two handfuls of her hair and started dragging Jennifer across the room, finding the duct tape she used to bind Paul's hands and feet. Layla kicked Jennifer in the stomach, making her lose her breath. She pulled out the duct tape, pulling Jennifer's arms behind her and taping them quickly and tightly. Jennifer started kicking her legs, making it impossible for Layla to tape them. Layla pulled her shirt off, using it to wrap around her hands and wrap around Jennifer's neck and pulling back.
"You either be fucking still or I will strangle you." Layla said, breathless.
With her free hand, she managed to wrap duct tape around Jennifer's ankles before letting the shirt go. Layla sighed in exhaustion but stood up, going over to Paul and using the knife to cut the tape away, grabbing her shirt and holding it gently to his nose. He stared at her and Layla took it to mean he still hated her so she moved away, going back over to Jennifer who was screamed as loud as she could. Layla grabbed the rug under Jennifer and started dragging her out of the house.
"Layla!" Eric called out. "What in the hell?"
"Just taking out the trash." Layla said.
"She attacked me!" Jennifer screamed.
"I did. But only because you started it." Layla said.
"Jennifer?" Eric said, bending over to look at her. "I'm calling the police."
"Paul might want to press charges." Layla said. "She had him bound and busted his nose and everything. He's still under 18 so it's child abuse."
"Just tape her mouth and leave her out here." Eric said, going inside.
Layla grinned and dropped the rug and ran inside, grabbed more tape, and taped Jennifer's mouth shut and called the police while Eric went to check on Paul.
"Layla?" Embry asked, climbing the steps. "I heard screaming and then...is that's Paul's mother?"
"Yup." Layla said.
Within seconds, Leah, Jake, Seth, Sue, Sam, Jared, and Colin came running, hearing the screams as well. Embry moved to stand in front of Layla as she was still only in a bra. Jake pulled his shirt off and offered it to Layla who slipped it on, assuring Embry that if he had a shirt on, she'd take it from him.
"Yes, this is Paul's mother, yes I did duct tape her, no I'm not sorry. She hurt him." Layla said. "Does that catch everyone up? Good."
Layla turned and walked back into the house. Sue walked up to Paul, checking his nose and any other injuries. Embry pulled Layla to him, checking her over for any injuries. Satisfied that she was essentially fine, he bent his head and kissed her deeply.
"We're going to take Paul to the ER and let them set his nose." Eric said. "I called Charlie and he's going to come pick Jennifer up and book her on abuse and endangering and whatever else he can think of. Are you okay, Layla?"
"Nothing that a little EAC can't fix." Layla said.
"What's EAC?" Eric asked.
"Me." Embry said, grinning. Layla nodded.
"Oh...oh, no. I don't want to know." Eric said, leading Paul out to his truck.
"Even after all that shit he did to you, you still protected him? Why?" Leah asked.
"Kai's mother, Mama Jules, had a saying. You do for family, no matter how batshit crazy they are." Layla said.
"She sounds pretty smart." Sam said.
"Yeah. She could probably kick your ass." Layla said, looking over at Sam, grinning. "She has at least 3 inches on you."
"What? Really?" Sam asked, laughing.
"Kai's mother was his father, and his father was his mother. Technically. Before surgery and hormones and everything." Layla said.
Sam's jaw dropped and Layla started laughing.
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A/N: I have a poll on my page to see which story you want to read next! With the reviews and messages I've gotten here and on mibba, so far, Paul is in the lead! There's still time! Go vote officially! There's one chapter left! Voting ends Saturday and I'll have the first chapter of the next story posted on Monday. Today's been crazy. My little boy tested positive for strep :(