"I'm sorry Brahmsy but I just can't listen to classical." I say as I plug in my phone to play my music. Fuckin problem by a$ap rocky comes on and I smile.
"I love bad bitches." I say to the doll with a smile.
I begin to shout the lyrics and rap along. "I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem, and I love to fuck I have a fucking problem." I shout.
I dance around the kitchen to the music and i as I spin around there's a banging in the walls. "What the fuck?" I say to myself.
I stop my music and look around.
"Hello?" I say. I circle the room looking in every corner trying to find someone. "Come on Vic you're already cracking up." I say to myself.
I shake my head and start playing my music again. Once again there's the banging on the walls. "Alright what the fuck is going on!" I shout to no one.
The phone begins to ring and I go to answer it, hands trembling. "H-Hello?" I say.
"Vic please lower that music." A child says to me. " How do you know I'm playing music." I ask.
"You never know whose watching." The voice says then the line goes dead.
I begin to cry and shake out of fear. I just got here and things are already going wrong.
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Needed Me (The Boy Fan fiction)
FanfictionVictoria, an American girl comes to England to be a nanny to an eight year old boy she's only heard of over the phone. Soon enough she finds out he is more than just a regular eight year old boy.
