The Little Girl Next Door

Chapter 11 - Babysit Thy Neighbor

Here's another adorable update. Hope you enjoy it.

Song below... Yeah, I guess Nny has his boyfriend in the shower too. Just listen to the lyrics. It was chosen mostly for the title, but still 😂   

Molly curled up under the blankets, tears staining her cheeks. Her head still hurt where Grandma Aoife hit her, and how could she be so mean? She wanted her Mommy...

If only she could hold on to Lucia, but the doll was still saying nasty things to her.

"She's going to get you, Molly, and send you to the home for bad little girls... You will never see your Mommy or Daddy again."

"N-no..."

"The home for bad little girls... That's where you truly belong... You're a bad girl, Molly, and no one loves you..."

"Please, stop!" she yelled, covering her ears.

The doll cackled under the bed, and all Molly could do was weep as Lucia's cruel, taunting words continued to haunt her.

That was when the bedroom door opened, and she stopped, rolling up into a ball to make herself smaller.

Oh no... Grandma had heard her yelling, and she was going to hit her again.

"Molly? You awake? It's NNY!"

Surprised at the sound of the now very familiar voice, she threw the blankets off her head and found him standing at the end of her bed.

Nny beamed, opening his arms out. "Surprise. I'm your new babysitter!"

Molly rubbed her eyes, squinting in the light. "My new babysitter? But...what happened to Grandma?"

The neighbour man laughed hysterically, scratching the back of his head. "She... uh... fell asleep. Then tied up her own arms and legs then locked herself up in the closet, but it's okay! I'm here now, so you don't have to worry about her anymore. Now come on, get out of bed. We've got a whole night of fun ahead of us..."

Molly glanced at the clock. The small hand was on the eight. "But... it's past my bedtime."

"Bedtime schmedtime! Who needs sleep, huh? I don't sleep, and look at me? Perfectly fine!"

He grinned, and Molly couldn't help but notice how his face twitched. He had little red veins crawling around the whites of his eyes.

Molly sighed. "Okay. I can stay up a little later."

Nny squeed in excitement, moving over to the bed, but then he stopped, gazing around her room suspiciously.

"Who... who were you talking to just now?"

Molly's heart pounded, and then she wilted, yanking the sheets higher until they covered her whole head. "L-Lucia. She was saying mean things to me again."

Nny fell silent, and now all Molly could hear was the ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum of her heart.

She could sense his anger through the blanket. Had she made him mad?

"Where is Lucia? I think it's time we finally got acquainted. Don't worry, I'm quite experienced with talking dolls and statues..."

Molly dragged the sheets away from her head, biting her lip. Nny no longer looked or sounded angry. In fact, he looked calm as he tied his hands behind his back, raising his eyebrow at her.