A Babysitter's Nightmare

Chapter 21

PRINCETON P.O.V.
"Princeton!" She screamed, my eyes were still slightly closed.

"Huh?" I said, drowsy and tired.

"You want me to drive?" She asked, smiling as I shook my head.

"Nah, I'm good. I got it, just chill mami." I said, tryna wake all the way up but I was still tired.

"You sure, you look tired? I'll drive if you want, its not really a problem." She said, grabbing my hand.

"Aight, you know where you're going right?" I asked as I stopped the car and got out, switching seats.

"Yeah, relax. I got this." she said, mocking me.

"Aight, chica." I got in, reclining my seat all the way back and falling asleep.
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ANDREA P.O.V.
Princeton is so personable, I don't see how he got involved with Micheal and Chresanto. I should ask him but he's fast asleep. I can't believe Chresanto killed Craig. I looked down at my chest, the teddy bear chain hanging from my neck as tear brimmed my eyelids.

My lip quivered as an aching feeling cast over my heart. I began sniffling as I drove, my teeth clattered. My body shivered, strict cold caressed my skin giving me Goose bumps; the emotional feeling of being lonely made life feel forbidden. My nostrils flared as I coughed and wheezed, my sobbing becoming deep as I turned on the radio.

"Mojo So Dope" by Kid Cudi was on, its slow tempo matching the throbbing headache I had and my steady pulse from my broken heart.

That's when I heard a phone ring. I turned the radio down as "Ass Drop" by Wiz Khalifa played. Looking in the passenger side compartment I saw nothing so I looked on the dashboard and still didn't see anything. Checking the glove compartment, I saw a glowing screen that read: UNKNOWN.

Second guessing, I answered it.

"Hello?" I asked and only heard breathing.

"Hello?" I asked again, my voice echoing in the background until there was a click.

I sat the phone down and turned the radio back up listening to "Trophies" by Drake as the phone ring again. Annoyed, I picked it up once again.

"Hello?" I asked.

"I'm coming for that ass ANDREA! HAHAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA!" I heard as I dropped the phone.

The evil menacing laughing echoed, ricocheting off the windows and piercing my ears and I couldn't make it stop. I lost control of the car and right before it crashed, someone called my name and I thought it was Craig.

"Craig! No! Don't let me die!" I screamed as something shook my body.

"Andrea! Andrea, wake up!" Someone said and before I could stop, I swung.

"Let me g- oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" I screamed as the brakes squealed and the car jerked to a stop and I was in the passenger seat.

"Damn it, what did I do? Shit that hurt!" He said, holding his nose, blood slowly seeping in between his fingers.
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PRINCETON P.O.V.
"Damn it, what did I do? Shit that hurt!" I said, blood running down my arms as I stomped on the brakes.

"I-I'm sorry. She said, tears rushing down her face.

"Crap, I didn't mean to curse at you. Its just-" I tried to apologize.

"No, its alright. I deserve it. This is all my fault." She said, sniffling.

I took off my shirt and held it to my nose. It was still bleeding when I felt eyes on me. I looked over to see Andrea starring at me. I wanted to smile but I had a feeling that she was uncomfortable. That's when our eyes met and her gaze felt like it had burrowed into my skin until she looked away.
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ANDREA P.O.V.
When he took off his shirt I felt like the whole world stopped right then and there. His stomach covered in abs painted by a light tan as the sun reflected off his skin making it look baby soft. Then, he looked at me and our eyes met. I fell deep into his honeycomb hazel brown eyes but had to look away. Now, its awkward.

"Uhh, sorry I didn't mean to-" I said, trying to explain.

"Stare. No, its fine. Are you alright because I don't wanna make you uncomfortable?" He asked, his words echoed into my mind bouncing through my mind as I turned around only to have my eyes glues to his bare skin.

"Hey, Andrea?" He said, waving his hand in front of my face but I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"Can. I. Touch. You?" I asked, snapping out and realizing what I said.

"Yeah."He said, I didn't really think it was true as my attention snapped to his face.

It was free of any blemishes and soft looking. His lips looked so fragile like butterfly wings. His hair silky, curly, and fluffy. I looked at him until he snapped and the embarrassment overcame the situation.

"I'm so sorry. I swear I won't stare again." I said, turning away from him and fiddling with my hand.

"Nah, I swear, its cool." He said, his hand resting on my shoulder on my bare skin. I shivered at his very touch as he let go.

"If you want to, you can still touch my stomach. I guess." He said, shrugging.

I turned around to see him biting his lip. I tried to but I couldn't resist nor could I stop his stomach from attracting my palm like a magnet. His skin was masculine but so soft to the touch that it felt wrong.

I looked up, snatching my hand away as our eyes met once more and before I could stop myself, our lips were together and I almost dived and I felt like every bad thing had died off as he wrapped his arms around my small frame and I wrapped my around his neck, playing in his hair.

You never really know who a person is even if you've met them.