Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

Babysitting My Ex's Kids {Two} [Jelena/Justlena]

I think that to say I was shocked would be as underestimating as somebody said Hermione Granger is regulary smart student. Out of all people! Out of all jobs! Out of all citys in USA! I had to be stuck just there where he is. And find out he is married and has kids. Not a kid. Nah. KIDS. That means he WANTED to have another one! 

Hey, but I don't care. All I wanted to do in that moment was to slap that son of a bitch so hard that he counts all the fuckin' stars in this galaxy. How DARES he just stare at me like he didn't hurt me like nobody before?! How?!

"Selena, this is my husband, Justin!" Sasha said, smiling, obiously not aware of almost electric tension that ruled between us. I quickly decited to snap out of it and pretened like I never saw him in my life so I just noded, faking a grin as I replied: "Oh, really? Nice meeting you, Justin!" 

Justin seemed surprised by this mood swing but he smirked, playing along. "You too, Selena..." he simply murmured, still not removing his gaze from my face.

"Selena here applied for the babysitter job!" Sasha said, rather cheerfully. God, she was so... NICE! What in the world was she doing with such a dickhead like Justin?! She could do so much better...

"Oh, really?" Justin asked, giving a Sasha kiss on the cheek. Even I got to admit that his act was amazing. Well, there always were just four things Justin was good at: acting, lying, football and sex.

Yes, sex. He was amazing in that. But, I think that that was only part of our relationship that was amazing last few weeks of it.

"So, Selena, have you ever worked with kids before?" Sasha turned back to interviewing me. Well, there only was one good thing that came up with Justin's arrival; I was no longer nervous. But I was pissed! I had huge urge to quit the job but I needed money - quick.

"No. I just gratuated from college few months ago!" I replied, avoiding Justin's gaze that would fly to me every few moments. Fuck him and his stupid smirky face!

"I see. How old are you?" she asked me, friendly smiling up for encouraging.

"I am twenty one..." I bitterly replied, watching Sasha nod once again. 

"Okay. Well, I think you should meet the kids now!" she said to me, cheerfully smiling. I gasped, letting a small smile fly across my lips while asking: "So, I got the job?!" 

"Yes, you did!"

And, that would be great if job didn't include ignoring Justin every day....