The Babysitter

Goodnight

The noise and yell caught everyone by surprise and stopped Tiffany from plunging the blade into Sander.
"Hurry Tiff! Finish it!" Damien shouted at her.

Tiffany nodded and quickly stabbed Sander without aim. The knife dove into his stomach causing Sander to let out a blood wrenching scream.

The police began to bang on the door harder and harder. They were breaking down the door.

"Shit shit shit, should we finish him off or?" Kat anxiously asked.

Tiffany looked at the door then at Sander then back at the door.

"Dammit! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" Tiffany screamed.
She pulled the knife out of Sander and got up quickly.
"Everybody out! We're fucked if we stay!" The leader shouted.
The groups stumbled and rushed out toward the back door, leaving Sander alone to slowly bleed out.

The fighting boy was still alive but barely.
He stared at the ceiling watching his vision slowly blur.
He heard loud crashes but ignored them, assuming it was the group. Suddenly he saw two blurry figures above him, looking down on him in horror.
Sander tried to remain conscious long enough to understand what was happening but he was too weak. The boy closed his eyes.

When Sander opened his eyes he was staring at a white ceiling with bright lights. He looked down at his body to see he was lying in a hospital bed. He blinked a couple times and looked over to see his parents sitting next to the bed. His mother crying in his fathers arms, his father having tears in his eyes.

"Mama...Papa?" Sander managed to whisper.

His parents left each other's arms and turned to Sander, almost in disbelief.

"Oh my baby!" Sanders mother cried and hugged Sander.

"Ow ow oww" Sander winced from the pain in his stomach.

His mother quickly backed away. "I'm so sorry baby! I didn't mean to hurt you!" Linda Anderson frantically apologized.

"It's okay Mama," Sander forgave his mother and began to cry.

"I-I didn't th-think I'd ever s-see you again. Mama, P-papa, T-Tiffany lied. Sh-she lied a-and-," Sander began to cry harder.
His spastic cries and breaths began to hurt his wound.
"Ow-OW!" Sander cried and held his stomach.
"Careful baby! Careful!" Sanders mother stood up and later a hand on his shoulder.
"Sander. We are so sorry that we let this happen. We promise that we will always protect you." Sanders father spoke slightly choking up a bit.
"I-it's okay Papa," Sander sniffed, "i-its not your f-fault."

A doctor and two policemen walked into the room.

"He's awake!" The doctor said surprised.

The policemen walked over to Sander's side. "You're a very smart boy, Sander. When you called 911 our dispatcher found where your call was coming from and sent responders," One of the men said.
"Are you comfortable enough to share what happened yet? It's okay if you need more time," the other man said.

"Tiffany did it. Tiffany Moon did it. She stabbed me," Sander said immediately.

"It was the babysitter we left him with sir," Sanders mother disappointedly said.

"I see, how much do you remember?"

"All Of it," the boy's eyes began to tear up again.

"We won't make you relive it right now. We'll give you your privacy. Sorry for intruding" one of the officers said and they both left the room.
During this conversation the doctor had been checking different machines around Sander. He then took his blood pressure and heartbeat.

"You're one lucky boy, Sander," the doctor said, "Glad to see you awake." The doctor smiled.

Sander managed to smile back and the doctor joined the policemen in the hall.

Sander yawned, "What time is it?"

His father checked his watch, "9:10pm"

"Even though I just woke up, I'm so tired." Sander yawned again.

"You've been through a lot, it's normal for you to need more rest. Go ahead and sleep baby. We'll be right here." His mother held Sanders hand and kissed his forehead.

"And we aren't going anywhere," His father added and held his other hand.

Sander smiled and his eyes became droopy. "I love you Mama, I love you Papa."

"I love you too," the parents said in unison.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."