The Babysitter (Ashton Irwin)

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I'm gonna start doing songs for each chapter. Songs for this chapter;

Me And My Broken Heart - Rixton

Someone - Trevor Moran

*Molly's P.O.V.*

I laughed from the back seat of Catie's convertible. We had the top down, singing loudly to the radio. Zoey was in the passenger seat, which made me have to sit in the back.

"All I need is a little love in my life,

All I need is a little love in the dark,

A little but I'm hoping it might kick start,

Me and my broken heart"

We all started yelling the lyrics to Me And My Broken Heart by Rixton. Of course I felt a little sad, the chorus singing what I felt. But it felt nice to let go and have fun with my best friends. We were headed to the movies. We were going to see Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I heard it was a funny movie so I want to see it.

Once we got there, we all took our seats. After it was over, we all left the theatre laughing.

"That was such a good movie!" I laughed, adjusting my glasses.

"Halarious," Catie agreed. I hurried and beat Zoey to the passenger seat. She stuck her tongue out as she got into the back.

It was pretty late, and I was trying not to doze off but the low humming of Catie's car seemed to put me right to sleep.

My little girl ran up to me yelling, "Mommy, mommy! Daddy's gonna get me!"

I laughed as her father came out from the corner. She shrieked and started giggling before he chased her out of the living room wiggling his fingers with a huge smile on his face. He then returned with her over his shoulder and she was laughing so hard her face was turning purple.

"Mommy, run! He's going to get you!" She pointed at me.

"Gonna get me, huh?"

"Yup," He smiled and leaned it and kissed me on the lips. He put our daughters feet back on the ground before she ran away with a huge smile on her face. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. "Wake up." He whispered into my ear. He kept saying 'wake up' over and over again before it started getting louder and turned into a more girly voice.

I looked around but all I saw was Catie in front of me.

"Wake up! WAKE UP!" She yelled. I yawned and looked around. it was just her and I. "Gosh your so hard to wake."

"Sorry," I sheepishly smiled.

"Get out," She teased and gave me a slight push. "Go sleep."

I looked and we were, in fact, in front of my 'humble' home. I remembered my dream but I couldn't remember the boys face. In fact, I don't remember if he had a face. Well, he had eyes, a nose, mouth and ears but I meant distinct features. Like hair and hair color and eye color.

And the little girl. I don't remember anything about her except for her cute giggle and bright smile. I looked at my stomach. I think I imagined a happy family. I imagined it, because that's what I want. Just a happy family. Mom, dad and child.

But in reality, it's just me and my son or daughter. Not counting other family like my mother and step dad.

I groaned when I realized I have work tomorrow. Which means I have to get up at 8 am.

I decided to take a shower in the morning, so I changed into shorts and an oversized t-shirt. I ain't got no one to impress. I folded my glasses and crashed into my soft bed.

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"Order for table 5!" Becky, one of the chefs, called. I hurried and grabbed the tray and skillfully walked to table 5. I normally wait on tables 6-10, but Keegan (who has tables 1-5) and Tammi (who works after me and has tables 6-10) didn't show up so I'm covering for them. Which means I have tables 1-10 and I had to work 2 shifts. My feet are killing me. Leave the pregnant woman to do the extra work. I'm carrying another person here, people!

It was 5:00. Usually it gets busier around this time because people are getting out of work and are stopping by to have dinner. My shift is from 9 am to 3 pm. But I have to work another shift and cover for to people so I work until 9 pm, which is our closing time.

I smiled at the customers and put down their orders. It was a father and 2 daughters. "Are you pregnant?" The younger looking daughter asked me. I gave a small laugh.

"Yes, I am pregnant." She looked up at me with big, blue eyes.

"Where's the daddy?"

"Isabelle!" The dad lightly scolded. I gave him a small smile, assuring it was okay.

"I wish I could answer your question, but I don't even know the answer myself." She frowned and looked down.

"I don't know where my mommy is, either. Daddy says that we  look a lot like mommy, so I try to imagine her." The other girl next to her nodded. I squatted down so I was eye level with the 2 girls.

"I am sure your mommy loves you both. She probably has a good reason for leaving, too. And one day I'm sure you both will be as beautiful as she is." They gave me a hug and I got up and went back to the kitchen. I got 2 little bowls of ice cream and walked back to their table and put them down. I smiled and walked off.

They deserved it. The older one couldn't be older than 7. They were both such brave and strong girls. It must be tough for their father to raise them both. I could only hope he had or would find someone perfect for him who wouldn't leave.

And I could only hope I would find someone perfect for me who wouldn't leave.

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Omfg Robin Williams died:'''( ON MY DADS BIRTHDAY! They played Aladin on Disney channel today and at the end they showed the genie (however you spell it) and said "in memory of Robin Williams who made us laugh" I wanted to cry:( I loved Mrs. Doubtfire and Mork and Mindy!

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