babysitter - gd

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I HAVE NO IDEA why I'm standing in the school office with Vera, my parents, and best of all Grayson and his mother. It's rather embarrassing if you ask me. Vera sits all perky in her chair fiddling with her skirt and trying to act cute just because Grayson is here. Yet, he's not paying any attention to her because he's too focused on my black eye.

The nurse gave me an ice pack to put on it and told me to hold against the sore area for the rest of the day. My elbow pushes against the arm of the chair and I cover my eye. Eli sits in the chair behind me right beside my hysterical mother, Vera's overrated parents, and Grayson's bitch of a mother. I had no clue why Grayson left his school to come here but I guess this was called to order.

We all stay quiet, not wanting to make the situation more awkward then it is. When our principal opens the door and sits at his desk, everyone's attention is drawn to him. He looks confused and frustrated and I can't blame him. If three families were in the same room I'd be in over my head. He folds his hands together over a stack of his papers and leans towards me, eyeing my black eye. He cringes slightly before beginning to talk.

"What happened here?"

I wonder the same thing. Vera instantly perks up and begins speaking. The parents lean in towards her to hear her better.

"I was standing by my locker, giving some studying tips to my friends. You know? Well, out of nowhere Tyler starts yelling at me. I don't know why of course, I mean. I'm an innocent bystander in this silly game of drugs and sex. But, as I continue, she becomes extremely angry, she throws fists. Of course, my mother told me always to hit back in a fight and so I did. I feel no regret, she came into my zone."

I scoff, loud enough for the entire room to hear and Vera coughs lightly. The principal asks me the same question. I start from the beginning. From my first babysitting experience to her over obsession with Grayson to her desperate need to get with him and separate me at all costs. I talk about the lie that she made up about us smoking week and doing drugs. I let Mrs.Georgia know that I never thought of doings things like that. I profusely 'apologized' for my 'wrong doing.'

Grayson stayed silent. To be honest, he didn't really have anything to say. He didn't like Vera, he didn't have a thing with her. He could easily call her out for harassment but of course he doesn't. Instead, he sticks up for her, saying that he would've hit back too making me look like the victim. Yet, if I hit first how could she possibly have given me a black eye me having missed her entire face?

I glance at Grayson and he looks only at my eye. Not at my face, not at my boobs, not at my butt, at my eye. He looks guilty. He should feel that way too. It was his fault entirely that I'm even in this predicament. It was his horny self that couldn't handle me wearing clothing that I liked to his house, it was his fault that Vera punched me. He had done so many things and I had been too busy converting my attention to Vera to even focus on him: he was the problem.

I huff, silencing out the message that the principal was lecturing us about. I was thinking about Grayson. I was thinking about how much I thought I hated him earlier on, then how I started liking him. How he managed to be a totally different person with me, it was rare. But, he was the person that had caused so much drama in my life. I shouldn't have accepted the babysitting job. I shouldn't have let him take the pictures that he did, I shouldn't have even started conversation with him.

From this day forth, I won't.

gosh this sucks loll