Chapter 2

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This will be the face for Nelliel. I wanted someone with curly hair and I feel she's the right fit for my character.

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It's been a few days since I emailed for this babysitter job and I didn't get an email back. I hope I get a reply soon.

I open the fridge take a bottle of water out and sat on the couch. I opened up Instagram and saw I had 3 new followers and 10 likes. I instantly get happy when I get a new follower probably because I'm very curious and new things grab my attention.

I pressed on the new follow requests, two Daddy Doms and a little. I click on the littles profile first and I'm automatically drawn to a photo of her in a blue and white babydoll dress that's covered in all sorts of candies. She looks so pretty, she also has a bow in her hair to match it and a blue sparkly paci. Oh how I wish I had that paci. I accept her and move on to the Daddies, their profiles are private so I just accepted.

I opened my water and began to drink. I almost dropped the bottle because I got a crazy brain freeze.

Once it stopped I picked back up my phone to see that someone had DM'd me. It was one of the Daddy followers I got. I went to check out his profile before I decide if I want to talk to him.

There are a lot of pictures of his little. She's very beautiful, long golden and blue wavy hair, grayish green eyes and her lips so perfect and plump.

I continue to scroll and I begin to see pictures of him but only the bottom of his face in every photo. I decided I'll reply back to him.

"Hello sweetie." was what he said.

"Hi there" I replied. Within the second of me sending my message he sent one right back .

"How are you today? My names Mitch, what's yours?"

"Hmm other than my frozen brain I'm alright and my name is Nelliel but you can call me Nell."

"Nelliel I love your name, it's interesting. Can I call you Nellie instead of Nell?"

"Sure you can call me Nellie, mind if I ask you something?"

"What is it doll face?"

A smile crept across my face when I read this. Why is it so damn hot in here?
"Uh I just wanted to know why you only show half of your face in your pictures?"

"Lol because I'm mysterious."

Suddenly there's a *Boom* scared me half to death. I replied to Mitch saying I have to go when I hear *Boom* again and my mother yelling. I jumped off the couch and ran to my parents room.

I look around the room and I see the television broken on the floor along with a broken liquor bottle. The room smelled horrible. They were too busy yelling to notice me standing in the door way.

"Where the fuck is it?" My father yelled

"You drank it already Frank!"

"You're a fucking whore of a liar." Then he slapped my mother and pushed her to the bed. Storming out of the room he rushed past me with a force so powerful that I hit into the wall hard.

My mother doesn't even look at me as she follows after my father. This happens a lot, my dad drinks too much then blames my mom saying she drank his liquor or trashes my room because he thinks I stole it. I'm used to this drama but I can't take it.

It's like she doesn't even mind being abused by my father, she just tries to please him.

I need to get out, I go to my room and grab my things an walk out the front door and of course they don't notice.

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