if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 61

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i had to rewrite all of Q's pov's since last chapter til this one bc i was not happy with that final result. it felt rushed and boring. i gave it a lil spice this time.
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Capri Martin, 8:00pm
I'd been so far from home. I'm talking at least an hour away. But I think it might have been worth it. The house I was baby sitting in tonight was huge. It was beautiful on the outside and I couldn't wait to see what was inside.

Ringing the doorbell, I put on my best face and greeted the parents as soon as they opened the door. They were white.

"Capri, right?" The mom smiled, looking down at the app.

"Yeah. Hello." I waved, waiting to be let in.

"Come on in." The dad gestured, letting me in the house.

As soon as I walked through that door, 3 very LOUD white children could be heard from the other room. Running, playing, throwing shit, and screaming. Some sounded young and one of them sounded a little older than the other two.

"Don't mind them. They haven't had dinner yet." The mom spoke, putting in one of her earrings.

"Oh?"

"Don't worry. We left money and the pizza delivery number on the freezer door." The dad assured me, heading back to the front door.

Grabbing her purse, the mom followed.

"Um you know all the basics right? Call when there's an emergency, Tyler's allergic to nuts, they love Jurassic Park, and bed by 10 for the twins, by 12 for Ryan but we should be back before then." She rushed, damn there running out the door with the dad.

"I- yeah! See y'all later I guess?" I shouted, watching as they shut the door behind me.

They didn't even tell me their names, they were so in a rush. I could check the app but still? That was the weirdest introduction I've had so far.

Shaking it off, I searched for the living room and found the kitchen instead. There was the number for pizza and $60 to pay for it. Leaving the kitchen, I followed the sound of the kids and found them in the living room.

"Guys the baby sitter is here!" One of the little boys spoke. There were two boys and one girl.

"Which one of you is Tyler?" I questioned, folding my arms.

"Right here!" He answered. He couldn't be more than 6. So I was assuming his sister was the same age.

"Okay. You're the weakest link." I scoffed, sitting on the couch. "Why the hell are you allergic to peanuts?"

"I was born with it." He shrugged.

"What are your names?" I asked the other two.

"I-I'm Ryan." The eldest spoke. He looked about 14-15.

Then the little girl stated her name. "I'm Ava."

"Okay so Ryan, Tyler and Ava?" I questioned. "Cute. I'm Capri."

"Capri like Capri sun?" Tyler asked, jumping on to my lap and sitting there as if he knew me.

"Yes...but boy your mama never told you not to touch strangers?" I chuckled, lifting him off of me.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"It's okay. I know your people don't establish boundaries sometimes." I smiled, patting him on the shoulder. "So! You guy's want pizza?!"

The twins cheered for it while Ryan stayed quiet.

"Ryan? Are you down for pizza?" I asked, before dialing the number.