Babysitter Confessions Novels & Stories

She turned on me and started yelling. “You little vixen! Did you do this to my daughter?! “I’m telling you right now. Maria is carrying the mafia boss’ golden heir! If anything happens to that baby, I’ll kill your entire family!” Maria cried as she threw herself into her mother’s arms. “Mom! This woman bullied me! She even cursed my baby!” Camila patted her back while glaring at me viciously. “I told you not to hire an improper doctor like this. But you just wouldn’t listen!”

I was incredibly grateful to him and felt sorry for my best friend, Alice, who was by my side during my toughest times. Because of that, I even gave her a very important design that I had prepared for the studio. But now, looking back, it was all a meticulously-planned scam! I felt a wave of nausea. The child's tender and sorrowful thoughts echoed in my mind again. "Poor Mommy. Even until your death, you'll never know that your real family has been looking for you all these years. To prevent that woman's secret from being exposed, Scumbag Daddy will claim that you're mentally unstable and lock you up until you die in childbirth. This is the closest you'll ever be to your real family."

She wanted to punt her out a window. “Sky,” he muttered, “Let’s just go home.” He stepped past her toward the door, stopping just inches from her shoulder. Close enough she felt the warmth radiating off him. Elisa gasped dramatically, like she’d just witnessed someone cancel Christmas. “Wait…hold on,” she squealed, rushing forward in her sparkly heels. “You’re leaving? Already?? Sky, that is literally so lame.” Sky’s head whipped around. “Excuse me?” Elisa folded her arms, hip popping out with Olympic-level smugness. “You just got here. And you’re gonna dip because your babysitter got a little messy?”

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However, his parents were more concerned about who they saw rather than what they saw. "What is she doing here?" Tony demanded, vexed. Katty looked equally upset. Dante shifted his gaze to his dad. "She is Vincent's babysitter," Dante revealed, leaving them reeling with shock and disbelief. They exchanged a confused glance with each other before fixing their incredulous gaze on him, as if questioning his insanity. "Have you forgotten what she has done to you?" Katty asked, reminding him of the past. "That girl ran away with her boyfriend. She has no character. And you want that characterless girl to raise our grandchild," Tony fumed. Dante returned his glare with his own.

I rest my elbow over the back of my chair and cross my legs at the knee. "When was the last time you saw your kids?" I ask Antony, if only just to do something. My eyes find Mariam and I watch her introduce herself to an older man with feather light grey hair. She's fine so I move my gaze elsewhere. "Not since I was hired to watch you," Antony replies. I find Emma and Terry and keep my eyes on them. "Sorry. Hopefully you'll get back to them soon. Do they know what you do?" "The oldest is fully aware. She misses her dad, though. I call her when you sleep."

Said Rex, rubbing his tummy. "Just don't tell them." Said JJ. But that wasn't very nice. "They'll know, you see that girl over there, that's Emily, my babysitter, and she tells everything to mom and dad," Rex said, pointing to a she-wolf with black hair and a very short dress; maybe it was her baby sister's dress and hers got spoiled before the party. I and JJ scrunched our noses; auntie Beth never did anything like that; she was more of our friend than anything else.

The whole space is dyed red with love and evil. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Cluck, cluck..." Babysitter Rose was sitting regretfully because she had sold two talented children that had reduced her later life when she heard a knock on the door. The children in the room felt strange, wondering who would come at this hour. "Safes."

But, Sammy’s cry halts me from uttering a single word. Oh s.hit! I rush towards Sammy’s room, and scoop him into my arms then rock him gently until his cries subside. "Is that your baby?" I gasp when Marius appears behind me. “N-no,” I stammer, my voice higher than usual, betraying my anxiety. “I’m just his babysitter.” The silence that follows is deafening. My response, frail and unconvincing. I wanna run and hide again. But where to go?

My blood ran cold. Nick looked at me. I looked at him. Neither of us spoke. Then another message appeared. IF YOU DON'T TELL HER THE TRUTH TONIGHT, I WILL. Nick's hand began to shake. I stared at him. “You know who that is.” He didn't answer. “You know who is sending those messages.” Still nothing. “Nick…” He finally looked at me. And what he said next made my entire body go numb. “Melody, your mother didn't die five years ago.”