Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

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

Oh." I simply said at that, lightly frowned as I let her inside. At that moment, my opinion of Justin was dangerously low. The fact he found himself a fuckin' date while his wife is away didn't really help. Still, it was his thing and I was even more glad that I said 'no'. 

„Lena!" suddenly I heard Jackson calling me just a second before he hurried downstairs and hugged my legs while staring at Justin's date girl kind of unfaithful which kind of filled me with wierd feeling of satisfaction. 

„He is so cute! Hii!" she said, widely smiling as she kneeled down to be as high as Jackson. He didn't really bother her but looked up at me, asking: „Cookies?"

I shortly laughed, softly responsing: „Jackson, you know I can't give you cookies!" His little fact suddenly stopped smiling as he stared at me with those brown eyes that were just the same like Justin's. Gosh! How to resist that?! 

„But I can make you burgers!" I said and his face instantly brigtened as he enthusiasticlly nodded, giving me one last hug (okay, he hugged my legs...) before running back upstairs. 

„Is that your kid?" suddenly she asked me, causing me to lightly gasp as I tried to hold in laugh. He didn't tell her he has a kid?! KidS, actually. Usually, I am that kind of good girl who lies for others but, with Justin, that wasn't an option.

„Nope. That is Justin's son! He also has a daughter..." I shrugged casually, taking one chips from the bowl, aware that I sould kind of mean. 

„Want some?" She shaked her head, looking down at her short dress looking kind of doubtful. Suddenly, I felt a wave of sorry for that poor girl. Justin obiously told her nothing about Sasha nor kinds which I found pretty disgusting. And, now that I looked at her carefully, I noticed how young she really is. On first, she looked older because of too much make-up but than I realized she is 19 or even less.

„He didn't tell you that?" I softly asked her. She shaked her head, looking up at me while biting her lower lip. 

„I probably look like some cheap whore to you. Don't I?" Despite the fact I shaked my head, she kept on talking: „I mean, all this dressing up and going out with married guy..." 

„You didn't know!" I softly said, in comfor. She laughed without humor, responsing bitterly: „Yea. I didn't. I mean, Justin is hot. I should've known there must be something wrong!"

I laughed at her coment, offering: „Well, you can still quit and never see him again!" She looked at me, quickly shaking her head as she suddenly smirked kind of deviously. Like me when I was about to do some prank or whatever. 

„No. I think that I will have a little revenge..." she muttered, causing me to grin at the suggestion. Oh, Justin has no idea what he did...