The Babysitter

XI Part One: Don't Buy My Friendship

Chloe

I sighed softly, Christopher sitting on my lap tangling his fingers in my hair. Chris was running around trying to get ready for this last show. He’s fans were quiet bummed that he was canceling the tour. 

They were no near hurt as I was. What happened last night really stung. How do you express your feelings to someone and then go running to save your girlfriend. Don’t get me wrong I’m glad Andrea is okay but…I wish Chris would have waited before telling me that.

"Chloe where is my watch!?" Chris shouted, looking at me with pleading eyes to help him. I glared at him slightly, rolling my eyes before looking down at Christopher.

"Ugh, fuck you." I heard him mumble, my heart stung a bit. I ignored it and sat back deeper into the couch just waiting for this show to be over and for us to get on the plane. I pulled my phone out sending a quick tweet, "coming home y’all!".

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"Hey can we talk?" I looked up and into Chris’ eyes. I sighed and nodded.  I stood up, following Chris to the back of the jet. 

"About the other night…"

"Chris there’s nothing to really explain. Andrea is the woman you love, the mother of your child, the woman you were going to ask to marry you remember? You just felt lonely and I was your last resort. Your going to get Andrea and diss me. I understand. When we get back to LA though I’m going home. It was nice doing this, it really was. I must admit it felt awesome to know someone liked me, someone had a crush on me." I giggled through the tears that were rolling down my face, hiding the real pain I was showing. 

I sighed, wiping my tears away and rushing to the bathroom. I had no reason to be crying though. No reason at all. 

 Chris

 "Just tell me what the fuck I have to do." i barked into the phone hearing Mark chuckle darkly. The crew was all sitting around me, waiting for my command. 

 "At twelve tonight on Barkwood street leave one million dollars with that lovely girl…mhh what’s her name. Chloe. Trade in Chloe for your precious Andrea. If you don’t follow those orders you won’t get her back." he said and then the line fell down. 

 "FUCK!" I shouted throwing the cell phone across the room. 

 Every eye in the room got wide as they looked at me with worried eyes.

 "He wants one grand and Chloe!" I said and stood up, frustrated, walking out the room. I would sound crazy if I even tried to call Chloe and ask her to trade herself in to get Andrea. I had zero chances of getting Andrea back. 

 I could feel tears brimming in my eyes. I broke Chloe and Robyn’s heart and now I’m here getting the pay back of it all. Pay back’s a bitch right? 

 At exactly twelve o’clock the house phone I kept rung. I frowned, picking it up. No one ever called here.