The Babysitter

10

𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗘

I feel strange because of yesterday. I shouldn't have done that. But it wasn't my fault. Shoot, what will Royce think about me right now? I don't want to even think about it.

It's already night now, and I'm sitting with Angela on the couch, watching a movie with her. Royce has been avoiding me all day. And it hurts me.

The thought vanished when the door was opened, Angela was already half asleep on my lap. There enters the mean girl, who is his girlfriend, and Royce is with her. They are laughing and chatting in Spanish, but when they both see me, their expressions change. Royce's face hardened, and Melissa's face turned into an annoyed one. She scoffs as she rolls her eyes at me.

"You are here? What are you doing? Go home; it's late; you shouldn't be here; leave now." His words made me want to cry out, but I didn't. I know that he's been ignoring me, but why is he treating me like that? I know what I did was maybe wrong, but he should not treat me like that.

"It's my job," I whispered, my voice emanating as a mellow. I was expecting it to be harsh. It frustrates me that he has such power over me, and it bothers me that I feel vulnerable around him.

"Leave." He demands. "Now." His voice was rough and harsh.

More tears filled my eyes, but I held them back. I can't let him see me crying, specifically with Melissa with him.

I was stunned by his words, I didn't expect him to be mad like that just because of what happened yesterday. Maybe I should tell him the truth? Or maybe I should keep it to myself?

"I said leave Tate." He yells. I jumped in fear, I quickly got up, Angela was half asleep, but when Royce yelled, she also jumped in fear, thinking something happened.

I tell her that I need to go and I'll see her tomorrow. She wanted to answer back, but It didn't happen because I was already out of their house. While walking out, Melissa had a smirk on her face. She was happy. And I hate her. She was pleased, to see me walking out of the house in this way.

If it was Marie other than me, she would've slapped her and killed her. But me? I was weak for that, I hate that about myself. I need to learn how to defend myself when someone is treating me like that. I shouldn't be weak.

Walking on the street alone at this time, I remembered when this happened one time. But Royce helped me at that time, he made me stay in their house. But now? Now, he kicked me out of it. He doesn't even want to see my face.

It's scary out here. What if someone tries to kidnap me? How am I going to succeed and escape from them? It was cold outside, and I was freezing to death. How could he do this? I didn't know that he was such a heartless and mean man. I hate you, Royce.

𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜?

Right.

𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡?

Maybe?

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑅𝑜𝑦𝑐𝑒. 𝐻𝑒'𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠.

That's right, again.

He's dangerous. What was I thinking? That is the mafia boss, the dangerous one. The cold, heartless, possessive, dominant, mean man will fall for me? The innocent girl, who knows nothing about this world. The girl who grew up in a house with a family, whose parents are super close-minded. I got a phone when I finished my last year in school. Who believes that?

The thoughts vanished when an engine purred beside me. I was five minutes away from my house, and I didn't even realize that because I was lost in my thoughts about Royce.