This is some fucking bullshit. Okay so I work primarily as a babysitter but with what's been going on I haven't been getting any business. That was until yesterday. I got an email requesting my services to watch some kids for the weekend. I replied that I'd love to, provided their kids are healthy.
I also informed them due to the circumstances I'd need half my pay in advance. They agreed to it and said they'd drop them off at 8. I made sure to clean up before they arrived. I was getting through with vacuuming when I heard my doorbell ring. I turned off my vacuum and told them to come in.
"Hey," I said, coming down the stairs. "Don't worry your kids will be safe with me. I just need to know if there's anything important I should know about...."
My voice trailed off when I saw who was inside my house. Standing in my living room was a family of four. A dad, daughter, mom, and son. All of them had deathly pale skin like they hadn't seen The Sun in years. That wasn't what made my blood run cold, though. It was their pitch-black eyes.
The instant I saw them I got an overwhelming urge to run out of the house. The problem was they were right at the bottom of the stairs. I thought about running back up and jumping out a window but I doubted a broken ankle would increase my chances of escape. Besides they weren't technically doing anything to harm me. I figured my best course of action was to talk with them.
"Can I help you?" I hesitantly asked.
"I am the client you spoke with earlier," the dad said.
"Wait, what? You guys are? But you're...."
"Aliens, demons, monsters. We've heard it all," the mom said. "I'm Eliza. This is my husband, Norman, our daughter, Louise, and our son, Abraham. Anyway, now that we've gotten the formalities out of the way we need you to watch our kids for five days while we take care of something."
"Five days? But he said that it'd only be for the weekend," I said, pointing to Norman."And it doesn't matter anyway. I want you all out of my home."
I pointed to the door.
"You aren't in any position to be making demands. If you don't want to comply, however, we can show you what happens to our prey," he said.
"And what would that be exactly?" I replied, trying to call his bluff.
Norman made a choking motion with his hand. Instantly I felt like a vice was crushing my windpipe.
"Okay, okay, fine," I choked out. "I'll watch them."
"Good," he said, releasing me.
I rubbed my throat.
"I want the first half of my pay, though."
Without words, the mom reached into her purse and pulled out a large stack of one-hundred-dollar bills.
"If you do a good job there's more where this came from," Eliza said. "But if we come back to see so much as a scratch on either of them no hell that you can think of will compare to what we'll do to you."
"Yeah, got it," I softly replied.
"Good," Norman smiled.
His straight white teeth looked out of place in him.
"See you in five days," he said and left with Eliza.
Words can't describe how awkward the silence was as the kids and I looked at each other.
"So...Is there anything you guys need?"
"No, thank you. We'll let you know if we do," Louise said.
"Right, I'll be in the kitchen if you do."
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I'm Babysitting Black-Eyed Children
ContoA babysitter down on their luck, think it's turned around when a client offers them high pay to watch their kids. Unfortunately for them, their kids turn out to be the terrifying cryptids known as black-eyed children. Will they survive this job or w...
