Rapid Days Behind the Bars of Life

Chapter 7

" Jonah!!"

Ahh the sweet sound of my moms voice yelling, so early in the morning. What I would give, not to hear that almost every morning.

Without getting out of bed, I yell back "What mom? What do you want?"

She doesn't respond, which means I have to go all the way downstairs to her. Ugh.

"What mom?" I said as I slowly went down the stairs in annoyance.

"Ana won't be coming back tomorrow from her business trip."

"So?"

She took a deep sigh and said, "Well, the babysitter she hired to look after her daughter while she was away, originally was paid to stay for three days."

"Okay, so then Ana should pay her to stay for an extra day."

I knew where she was going with this. I was just looking for a way around it.

"The babysitter, can only stay for three days because she has other people she has to babysit."

"Mom if you're looking for a way to ask me to babysit for her, the answer is no."

"The answer is yes. You are going, it doesn't matter if you want to or not I just thought I should let you know. You have to go over there by eleven"

"A.M?"

"Duh A.M"

"That's in less than three hours that's not enough time to get ready then go over there."

"Then better stop talking o me and start getting ready. Tick. Tock."

"Ugh, but I don't know anything about babies" I said, in a whiney voice.

"You'll figure it out hun."

"Well, will I at least be getting paid?"

She laughed a little then said, "No sweetie, you wouldn't." She patted me on the back.

I groaned loudly.

"I gotta get to work, see you later honey."

"Whatever"

Eww I don't want to babysit, I know nothing about babies. Especially because it's Ana's child.

Okay that was a little harsh.

Her name is Zoe, and she just turned two, five months ago. I've only met her a couple of times. Not enough times to know her though.

My mom and Ana have been dating since Zoe was three months old. Since Ana and Bruce, her ex-husband got divorced they have shared custody of Zoe. Poor Zoe, she's growing up with this kind of bullshit.

I don't really like Ana because I feel like she won't stay. I feel like my mom is her way of trying to clarify her sexuality. Her and Bruce were divorced for five months, then he impregnated her. She's obsessed with every bad decision Bruce makes and I know this because she always brings it up.

I think she's confused on what she really wants and how she really feels. I don't want my mom's broken heart to confirm what she wants and how she feels.

Anyway back to the babysitting issue....ew.

I got ready as quick as I could and made it there fifteen minutes late. It was bound to happen, at least I made it.

"Hi, you must be Jonah. Ana's step son?" Said a middle aged woman with a fairly large mole on her chin.

"Uhh no, Ana's girlfriends son."