Chapter 8: Babysitter 2

Babysitter 2

I inhaled sharply. What should I do? Fuuuuckkk! Keep thinking Kira! 

𝘋𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴. I thought to myself. Relax and think. 

Think.

Think.

.

In the end, I couldn't think of words to say so I looked away, feeling my face continuously pouring off sweat--if that's even possible. I glanced up at him but he is still looking down on me with his unreadable expression. 

"You should go. I don't need babysitters." He started walking past me. He was about to go up the stairs when I shouted at him. "Wait!" I held the tip of his V-neck T-shirt, stopping him from walking.

"What?" He said softly this time as he glanced over his shoulder. 

Oh wow. Now he's kind? 

Anyways.

Should I tell him? About the government notice? That, I'm his partner? But...

Why doesn't he know? Didn't he receive it? Or maybe ate July did not tell him? Oh, boy. They are really making it so hard for me. Ugh.

I'll just say the first word that comes out of my mouth. 

"I...I can't. I promised ate July that I'll be taking care of y-you. And besides, it's already dark outside. Would you let a y-young little girl go h-home all by herself?" Why am I stuttering? What if he'll see through my lies? Heck. I hope not.

"Hm. Alright, 𝘺𝘢𝘺𝘢. I'll just call 𝘢𝘵𝘦 tomorrow." I guess he still has his doubts but thankfully, he ignored this and continued his way to his room. I followed until we reached the doorway of the masters bedroom. 

Err... if he'll stay here, where should I sleep? I looked around and saw a few doors. I'll just get my things inside and search for one. 

I was about to get in first when he stopped me. "I know what you're thinking."

"Huh?" I looked at him, my face wondering. 

"You shall sleep with me." Huuuh? What is he talking about? Before I could even register what he just said, he grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the room. 

Sleep with him? 

"I'll sleep on the right side of the bed. Don't worry, I won't eat you." I looked at his back as he walked towards the bed, slumping over it tiredly and closed his eyes. 

I felt guilty. I was bombarding him with questions and annoying him earlier and I didn't even think about how tired he was. I suddenly remembered what his older sister told me that he went on a business trip yesterday. So it means that he just arrived and he's tired.

Ugh.

I'll just make it up to him next morning. Maybe I'll apologize to him tomorrow and bake something. Yes! That's a good idea. Ate July loves homemade sweets, right? Maybe he loves it too? 

I'll just think about this tomorrow and have a good night sleep.

I went to the left side of the bed and laid down. I slowly closed my eyes, still wondering about what I should bake for the man tomorrow when I heard him whispering something that's enough for me to hear.

"Babysitter, huh?"

• • • • •

I was awoken by a sudden kiss on my lips. It wasn't sweet. It was rough and full of lust. 

I slowly opened my eyes and saw green eyes staring down at me hungrily.

N-Neal!? What the heck is he doing? 

I tried pushing him away with all my might but it's no use. He continued kissing and sucking on my bottom lip. His lips went down on my jaw and to my neck. I tried punching him, biting him and screaming but hell, with all the things that I have tried, it feels like everything has been thrown to waste.

My streams of tears began to fall. Flowing faster than my heartbeat.

How dumb, Kira. I should have known that this would happen. Now I'm vulnerable and I don't know what to do. I closed my eyes and kept crying. Letting him do inhumane things to me.

Is this all I can do? Just cry and cry until there are no more tears left to shed?  What is wrong with me? Why am I like this? Why do I feel so weak? Can't I at least defend myself from this horrible monster? 

But how? 

I already did everything I could but it failed. All I can do right now is just...wait, why am I thinking of such stupid things? Shouldn't I at least try even harder? Why should I give up? What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I like this? 

I should defend myself! Tears can't save me. Crying can't save me. No one else can help me but me. My strength. My self. 

I inhaled and wiped off the tears from my eyes but just when I have already gathered all my guts to face this man in front of me, 

he suddenly stopped.

I was still closing my eyes. W-what just happened? The fear that dissapeared suddenly rose back again to my mind, making my heart beat out of my ribcage in horror. I want to know and see but I couldn't. I couldn't look at him straight in the eyes, now. I'm terrified. What if, he did it on purpose? To scare me? And then, he'll do it again with my eyes witnessing how frightening and evil he is, this time? And, what if, he'll do something worse? What would I do? 

I waited for a couple of minutes but he was totally gone. My hands were still shaking as my beating heart started to calm down. I don't know why but it felt like as if someone was trying to comfort me. Chasing all the bad things that I'm feeling away. 

It felt great. 

I finally stopped crying and let the sleepiness take over me.

• • • •

I woke up from a not-so-bad sleep. Streaks of sunlight penetrate through the long and thin curtains as I burrowed myself deeper into the warm, soft sheets. It smelled of mint and vanilla, evocative and intoxicating.

I sat up violently as if I'd been woken by a disturbing sound. My eyes snapped open that were still lack of sleep. 

Gosh, I almost forgot!