Screw Me Over ✔️

Rena

What's up, folks?! I hope you guys are doing well because this Corona is making many people panic! Please remember to STAY INSIDE! It helps tremendously! #readtogether

Anyway...

That was all kinds of crazy, right?

Do you think Jana, Jess, Tiff, and Trent went to jail?

What do you think is going on with Carmon and Rena?

Do you think Raina should get her birthday party soon?

Well, we are back with another chapter for Screw Me Over! Rena's putting her caregiver skills to the test!

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫
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"Rena, I don't need you following me everywhere. I don't need any of you following me everywhere. I can do things on my own now," Carmon said as she bent over to grab something to drink from the fridge. The reason why I was following her around was because she likes to slip and do things she's not supposed to. Like grabbing an alcoholic beverage.

Luckily, I was there to stop her by shutting the fridge door on her. "RENA! What the hell?! Go away! Damn..." she hollered at me as she brushed her parted hair away from her face and looked up at me with an angered look. That let me know I was doing my job. That was good.

"Carmon, the nurse and Tiff said you can't have any alcohol. You can only have juice and water," I advised as she mocked me silently.

According to Trent's doctor, Carmon was going to be fine. As you can see, she's already on the right path to being herself again. She just needed more time to get back to herself again. Right now, she couldn't go out and party like she used to. Definitely no sex.

They stitched up her earlobe and gave her medicine for her headaches. Her scars have been healing nicely and she's been doing way better than I thought she'd be. While she's been stuck at home for the past several days, Carmon's been experimenting different hairstyles and she wanted to do the half-down half-up hairstyle.

"Now Rena, you don't have to always follow the rules. You know what it's like to break some of the rules. Live a little," she said as her fingers crawled up my arm and she bit her lip. Like that was going to change my mind about what she was doing.

"I certainly do know how it feels to break the rules and it's not a good feeling when you do it. Sit down and I'll get you a glass of orange juice, Horny," I said as I opened the refrigerator to get the orange juice.

"Rena, you need a life. Get your head out of those damn books and live a little. This is not a damn fairytale," she spoke as she rolled her eyes and slightly limped into the living room just to throw herself on the couch. I couldn't help but laugh at her sudden tantrum. She was such a kid sometimes and I found it cute.

As she continued to complain to herself about how I was caring for her, I thought about what could have happened to my poor cousin and friends. They haven't been back since the day they left out the door with Trent and this whole situation was spiraling out of control because of me.

All I tried to do was my job. As a child care provider, we are required to report any suspicions of abuse or neglect. If a child tells us that they were beaten by their father or something, I would have to report that. Any weird activities that are uncommon in a child I have to report or else I get fired or could possibly go to jail.