The Babysitter

Chapter 7

Kyrie POV

I woke up seeing Lucas was gone and immediately got up looking for him. He could be doing anything right now after what happened last night. I walked to the living room smelling something yummy cooking. Amaya walks out the kitchen licking a spoon of chocolate.

"Daddy made sweets for us" she said smelling continuing to lick the spoon

Walking in the kitchen I see LJ doing his schoolwork and eating some brownies. Lucas was slaving over the stove in his shorts without a shirt on just baking away. I seen he had a bit of chocolate from the brownies on his chest and walked over to him licking it off. I took him by surprise. His face went from focused to shocked.

"Good morning my love" he said planting a couple kisses on my forehead

Amaya ran up to me and gave me a drawing. It showed our whole family happy. She even made me look the happiest and her dad looks less aggressive and angry. It made me feel better to know she's not upset anymore. I felt terrible after what she seen happen last time.

Flashback

I'm sitting on the floor doing Amaya's hair while she couldn't stop crying and shrieking as i combed her hair. Her squealing woke up Lucas one day and he just snapped. I remember him coming downstairs with the look of anger written all over his face. He grabbed the comb and broke it snatching Amaya up as well. He punched me in the face as he began dragging Amaya around. He slapped her screaming at her to shut up. Her screams were so loud and I couldn't stop him. I was too afraid.

Flashback over

Amaya still flinches at him. He could just be walking by and she'd whimper and flinch. He won her love back by getting her stuff like new toys or candy. It hurts having to go through this. You're probably thinking "why not just leave him then?" It's not that easy. Without us he'd be worse. Much worse than ever. We as his family basically keep him occupied and pacified. He claims he loves us but keeps hurting us. The last time I actually did try leaving he locked me in a basement and now look where we are. He tries to be a good person but with his mental issues it's hard for him. He takes his meds sometimes but not all the time. Mostly if we're going in public or just he wanted to get the high off of them. I got snapped outta my thoughts whenever LJ comes over hugs me.

"Stop crying mommy it'll be okay" he said wiping the tears from my face

I didn't even realize till he said something. Lucas comes up to me putting my head against his chest hugging me and kissing my head. I pulled back from him holding my stomach tightly walking away from him. I really need to be away from him. I can't stand him. I go downstairs to the basement sitting in the corner where he usually kept me after beating me. You can still see dried blood from me bleeding after taking so many blows he gave me. I sit in the corner facing the wall like he had me do. This was the only way I could get a peace of mind. I sit looking at the wall all this would've been different if I didn't eat them fries out them folks bag and was desperate for a job. Now I'm stuck here. I heard steps behind me. I stayed facing the wall. No matter how close he was I still faced that all. I studied the cracks and the chipping of the paint. I felt him breathing down my neck. I still kept my attention towards the wall trying to ignore his existence.

"Kyrieee" Lucas said in a sing songy tone

I turned facing him keeping my head down looking at his spawn in my stomach. I can't hate his babies but I hate him.

"Yes..." I answered dryly

"What's wrong?" He asked using his finger to make me face him

I looked at him feeling so much anger and rage against him. HE FUCKING BEATS ON US AND HAS THE NERVE TO ASK WHATS WRONG! HE FUCKING BEATS HIS OWN FLESH A BLOOD AND HAS THE NERVE TO ASK ME WHATS WRONG WITH ME! NIGGA WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?!!!!

I calmly said "nothing just a little pregnancy outburst" I chuckled giving him a fake smile

He smiled but quickly drops it. He just stares at me. He continues to stare scanning me up and down like he's reading me.

"I don't know why I do what I do, or did what I did but I do know is that I love each of all no matter what, I'm trying to take my medication and I'm really trying to get better but you won't even give me the chance to even prove myself to you" he said reading everything off me

He looked down at his fingers and balled the into a fist quickly releasing them. He did it over and over 5 more times. He kissed my lips and drug me upstairs. He laid me down and gave me a coloring book. I slightly smiled seeing the coloring book. It's the one I gave him when I was just his babysitter. I flipped through some pages seeing a few note cards they had to be written by Lucas cause it's all chicken scratch and that's how he writes.

CLIFFHANGER 😀

I apologize for the late updates I've been busy with school. Ready to see what's inside those notes? 😏