The Babysitter

Chapter 20: Shit

Chapter 20: (Aubrey's POV)- Shit!

We were finishing up dinner in a comfortable silence until Catherine broke it. "Aubrey, honey," she

caught my attention. "Do you plan on coming tomorrow?" she questioned.

I was confused but kept it hidden. "Um- yeah I was planning to. Why?" I asked.

She seemed hesitant but she explained anyway. "I was thinking you should get a day off. You've been

coming every day," she laughed but it wasn't genuine it seemed a little... nervous?

"I like coming here. I won't if you don't want me to. I understand if there's something important that I

shouldn't be here for," I informed her as I felt Xavier stiffen beside me.

"Yeah, there's something like that. You can come the day after though. You can get back on schedule

then," she smiled sadly.

"Why? No, I want her here tomorrow. It's been fine so far," Xavier spoke up from beside me.

"Honey, I know you two enjoy each other's company but not tomorrow," Catherine said a little more

seriously and sternly.

"Why, mom?" His hands formed into fists under the table which I could see from my peripheral vision.

"It's okay." I awkwardly laughed, sensing the tension in the air.

"No, it's not. It's not like anyone's coming to see me or anything important is happening. I met you and I

have fun with you, more than anyone else." He turned to me and ranted in pure anger.

"Something important is happening! Your father is coming!" Catherine shouted in rage, making me

jump slightly. She was scary when she was mad.

The table went silent. You could hear a pin drop I'm not even kidding.

"It's just one day," I whispered to Xavier.

"I don't wanna see him. And it has nothing to do with her. I'm not meeting him," Xavier spoke, leaving

no room for argument.

"You don't have a choice, Xavier."

I guess there is room for argument.

I sat there silently beside him while he fumed in anger while Catherine stormed into her room.

"Walk me out?" I whispered to him. I stood up and grabbed all my things quietly, heading to the front

door.

"Keys," he spoke from behind me.

I turned to see him standing so close, our chests touched.

He placed them in my hand before locking his hand in my other one. We walked in silence to my bike

where I placed all my belongings in the basket.

I turned to him to see him visibly upset. Extremely upset. "It's just one day. You can call me anytime." I

tugged on his hand a little trying to slightly lighten the mood but it wasn't exactly working.

He shook his head. "I want you here," he told me stiffly. "I don't give a shit what my mom says." His grip

on my hand tightened.

I knew it.

I'm falling for Xavier Parker and it's going to ruin me.

"I'll be here." I nodded after a moment of hesitation. I looked up to see his eyes meeting mine with utter

shock and surprise.

"You will? Really?" he asked, sounding a little happier than before.

I nodded at him. "If you want me here, then I'll be here." I shrugged. "Usual time?" I questioned.

"I'll let you know when I find out when he's getting here." He gave me a small smile.

I nodded in understanding. "Don't get mad at your mom." I shook my head at him. "It's not her fault."

He sighed in defeat. "I know I shouldn't have but she should've told me earlier. I hate him," he huffed.

"Maybe she found out today? Just talk to her. And let me know what time I have to be here. Goodnight

Parker," I stood up on my toes and planted a soft kiss on his left cheek, making a smile form on his lips,

having his dimples shining in all their glory.

"Goodnight Carthy."

I got on my bike before smiling like an idiot and riding off home. I walked in to see my mom passed out

on the couch. She probably fell asleep while watching TV and waiting for me. I grabbed a spare blanket

from the closet and draped it over her up to her chest before heading up to my room. I set all my things

down, changed into my pajamas, and got into bed. Dozing off as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Tomorrow is going to be one hell of a day.

~~~~~

I woke up when my alarm rang at nine to see Xavier's text telling me to get there at the usual time. I

woke up, brushed my teeth, and went downstairs to see my mom making breakfast. "Morning." I

yawned while sitting on a barstool, rocking my feet back and forth like a child.

"You came home late last night," she spoke, sounding a little mad. And let me tell you, she never gets

mad.

"I uh- I- I was with Xavier," I stuttered before biting my tongue to prevent blurting out any further

information.

"Hmm, what'd you two do?" She turned to me with narrowed, suspicious eyes.

"Just hang around, talk about trivial things." I shrugged as she handed me a plate of hash browns.

"I'll be out late again today, I have a long shift," she informed me, shrugging at my response.

"Take a day off, mom. You've been working a lot," I spoke while taking bites out of my food.

She stammered before giving me a response. "Patients need me." She abruptly grabbed her bag and

fled for work.

My eyebrows knitted in confusion before I went upstairs and picked an outfit. I chose a fitted tank top

with a pair of shorts. I threw my hair up in a high ponytail and watched Teen Wolf until it was time for

me to leave. I've watched that show numerous times and I never get sick of it.

Soon enough, I was out the door and at his house. I got rang the doorbell and the door instantly swung

open with a frantic looking Xavier. "Hey I-" I began but he grabbed my arm, dragging me inside.

"He's coming. Right now, earlier!" he spoke, pacing around the house. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Whoa wait, what's going on? He's coming now?" I asked, panicking because he was panicking now

pacing around with him. We were just pacing around when we heard a car pulling up into the driveway.

We ran to the kitchen window and peered out of it together.

"Shit!" we hissed simultaneously. "Whoa, that's the first time you've sworn." He looked at me with wide

eyes. I gave him a bewildered look. That's what he's thinking about right now? "We've got to run, come

on." He grabbed my hand, taking me up with him, sprinting up the stairs as the front door slowly

opened.

We ran straight into his room. We sat down on the edge of his bed, relaxing and just talking for about

twenty minutes after we had calmed down. Suddenly, shouts and voices of a heated argument erupted

through the house, changing the atmosphere very quickly. We both were instantly serious and clueless.

"Will, wait! You can't just see him!" The voice of Catherine screaming snapped us back to reality.

"Of course I can! He's my son!" A strong voice of a man shouted back.

"He doesn't want to see you! He's not ready!" she screamed, reasoning with him.

Footsteps approached the room and I froze.

"Hide in the closet." He stood up.

I quickly grabbed all my things and went straight into his closet, behind all the clothing.

He sat on the bed, feigning boredom.

I peeked through the blinds of the closet door to see a man in his late forties walking through the door.

He stood in front of Xavier as Xavier stood up, towering over him in the slightest, maybe his fluffy hair

made it look like that I don't know. "What the hell is this that I hear? You're on house arrest?" Will, who I

know is his dad spoke with a terrifying calmness to his voice.

"Good to see you too, Will," Xavier spoke sarcastically and bitterly. I didn't miss how he called him Will.

God, he really did hate him.

That's when I noticed his knuckles going white and I knew this wasn't going to end well. Will shook his

head before screaming, "You landed yourself on house arrest?"