Chapter two

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Po-lite
Adjective
having or showing behavior that is respectful and considerate of other.

Na-ive
Adjective
(of a person or action) showing a lack of experience, wisdom, or judgment.

Poi-son
Noun
a substance that is capable of causing the illness or death of a living organism when introduced or absorbed.

Emily's POV
I got home and ran up the stairs not even caring to say hi to my mother, I flopped down onto my bed and sighed. My mother walked into my room without even knocking and I swear it took all of me to not make a sarcastic comment

" Emily, my friend Jessica DiLaurentis wants you to go to her house and babysit Charlie." I rose off my bed and stared at her " I have-" I was about to give my mother but was quickly interrupted by her, like always " I already told her you'll do it so get ready."

I gave her smile but rolled my eyes when she turned around " you have to be over there in five minutes." I ran out of my room to freshen up then sprinted out the door. I knocked on the door and was met by a very happy looking Jessica DiLaurentis " hello Emily, it's great to see you." She hugged me then kissed me on the cheek " you too Mrs. DiLaurentis."

The woman had her hair in a ponytail, her long dirty blonde hair suited her very well. This woman looks great for her age. " Charlie is up in her room, I should be back by midnight."

She was about to walk out the door but then she quickly turned around " oh and my other daughter may be coming in late so if you hear someone come in don't worry it's probably just her." A look of disappointment grew on her face but she quickly shook it off and walked out the door.

I walked upstairs and was met by a blonde hair, blue eyed child. I have babysat Charlie multiple times before and got pretty close with her so when she saw me she got pretty excited " Emmy!" I picked up and kissed her cheek " how are you princess?" She gave me a cheeky smile and wrapped her arms around my neck " I'm good! But you're here now so I'm great!" I kissed her cheek and placed her down, she dragged me over to her Barbie house and we played together for hours.

Before I knew it, it was time for Charlie to go to bed. I looked down at Charlie who was fast asleep on my lap, the light of the television reflected on her face.

I carefully picked her up and walked upstairs slowly, when I was about to put her down into her crib, her grip on me tightened.

I sighed but a small smile creeped onto my face. I walked over to her rocking chair and we rocked back and forth.

I was starting to fall asleep but when the front door slammed I woke up and looked and Charlie who's eyes were now wide open. Her eyes were full of confusion and her mouth slowly opened, I closed my eyes preparing for the wail she was about to let out.

She started screaming and crying, she thrashed in my arms, snot pouring out of her nose.

I stood up and swayed back and forth, I hummed a lullaby in her ear trying to calm her down and after about five minutes it worked. I put the now fast asleep Charlie into her crib and quietly walked out. I closed the door behind me and stood against it, letting out a deep breath.

I closed my eyes and prayed that Mrs. DiLarentis would arrive home earlier than expected. I opened my eyes and was met by a blonde haired beauty staring at me with her mouth wide open. Fuck.

" What are you doing here faggot?" I rolled my eyes and didn't even care to answer. I tried to walk passed her but she stuck her arm out blocking my path, " I asked you a question." I looked into her blue eyes and to be completely honest I wanted to punch her in the face " I don't need to answer you Alison, you are nothing but a bully. So if I were you, I would move the fuck out of my way." She stared at me, a little surprised because I've never stood up for myself. Her arm fell a little and when I was about to take the opportunity to get away her arm went right back up " how dare you talk to me like that. You are nothing Emily Fields and you will know that when you go to school tomorrow fag." She walked by me bumping my shoulder in the process.

A small tear dripped down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away and walked down the stairs. I cleaned up downstairs and right after I finished Mrs. DiLaurentis came home. She thanked me and I quickly ran out of her house.

I went to bed dreading for the next day to start.

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