Babysitter Confessions Novels & Stories

Joan slipped her hands into her pockets—she could never understand the anxieties of a mother. "Nothing is going to go wrong" For a normal babysitter, that could be a right assumption. But for someone like Holly, a smile facading her deceitful nature—none of them could tell that that was the day they let the devil in their home. Closing the door behind her, Isabella was headed down the corridor before she came to a halt by the chiming of her phone. Pulling it out, her gaze fell upon a text from Patricia. It was on seeing the article attached to it that her lips fell wide apart.

Amber spilled, he wouldn't possibly trace it back to her except he heard the total conversation. Xavier nodded, "Okay that makes sense". He paused but then continued as if a light bulb went off in his head, "But then, don't you think it's too personal to tell this to the kids' babysitter". I am officially doomed. Amber concluded in her mind. If he had indeed heard the full conversation then there was absolutely no way she could get out of this one. Still, she decided to hide her fear and push all negative thoughts aside, "Well, the mother works a 9-5 job and sometimes she's tied up with work and can't handle her kids alone"

Bellamy asked. "Leilani, you can call me Leilah for short." Leilah replied not smiling. "I don't care about your name, it's as ugly as You are." Bellamy said. "Don't talk rudely to our babysitter." Liam warned. "Oh, she is the babysitter, that's not my problem, my problem is when did you both started to care about someone? Or has the babysitter bewitched you with her magic? I don't trust these low life people, they can do anything to get what they want." Bellamy said.

We both stare at each other for a moment before she speaks again. "Why aren't you letting it all out?" She says in what I assume is her normal voice. I cant help but laugh. "You really think I'd hook up with Zeke?" "You didn't?" She let's go of my hands. "No," I say through my laughter. "I'm babysitting him." "Oh, you are the babysitter! I am such an idiot," she laughs, face-palming herself. "Don't worry about it. I just can't believe you thought I'd be low enough to sleep with him. Who are you anyway?" I try not to sound rude in the last bit.

She couldn't believe was about to live in one of the Desmond mansions! “I’m Jayce Perez. Raven’s best bro. Don’t tell him though, he would never admit to that.” He winked playfully towards her direction through the rearview mirror. Something about this man made her feel comfortable. He had a certain beauty that resembled the sun on a beautiful day. She helped him ease her nervousness without even trying. “You can call me Therese. I’m uh…the newly hired babysitter.” “Oh, I already know you. I also know about your spicy babysitter deal.” He said plainly.

I rush into the apartment, surprised and confused when I see all four of my children together. My babysitter is standing in the kitchen looking very confused, and before the kids realize I’m there, I sidle over to her. All the rage and fear that had been pulsing through my veins a moment ago has disappeared completely, leaving me feeling somewhat dizzy. “Sadie, what on earth is going on?” I ask the college-aged nanny.

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.

"We've already confirmed with the hospital. The injured party is Rose Jenkins, female, 12 weeks pregnant. Due to severe impact, the pregnancy was lost. What else do you have to say?" I let out a small laugh. "The hospital? Which doctor ran that exam? Bring them here. Let's talk face-to-face. I've said it already. Rose is a man. There's no fetus in there. Just a silicone implant and a bag of red ink." That made them pause. They probably hadn't seen a suspect this stubborn before. One of the male officers slammed his hand on the table. "You still won't admit what you did? The surveillance footage, your coworkers' statements, the hospital report, everything points to you! You think making thing

Everyone was in an uproar. David's face turned ghostly pale in an instant. "Turn it off! Turn it off now!" he shouted hoarsely. But the system was completely out of control. Finally, the screens froze on a playback interface. An audio clip automatically started playing. "Mr. Quill, I've already tampered with the brakes. I guarantee nothing will go wrong…" Then, a calm, vicious voice echoed clearly in every corner of the conference room. "You'll get your share once the job is done."