THE BABYSITTER | Mileven.

𝟎𝟏.𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒.✰

Edit: if you want to skip smut is in chapter 5 and spice is in chapter 3 & 4

This is where it all began my childhood started with my mother and me.
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El walked through the hallways of Hawkins high her hair tied up as the heat started to get to her, the crowded halls were not doing her any good either and to top it all off the ninth graders were creating congestion within the hallways.

God, how she hated the minors.

They were like little parasites that got in the way and she could not fucking wait a second longer to go home.

The only good aspect of her day would be that once she returned home her mother would be awaiting her back from a short business trip, for El it was a little aggravating that she rarely got to spend time with her mother. Even when she did, every second of it would be spent obsessively on her phone, calling her boss at work or filling her prestige friends in on the details of some unnecessary factor, desperately trying to remain in their little gossip group.

Despite that, she and her mother had a fairly suitable bond for mother and daughter. Meaning today, el was more than happy she'd see her mother, the recent month had been filled with the same old bitches at school, fake friends, drinking at parties and fucking random clingy strangers only to come home to realise, she was alone in a deep never-ending void.

Not a single soul cared.

El could manage just fine alone, she liked the quiet and doing things at her own pace, her mom was a successful woman and she had always done it for her beloved child.

Now all el had to do was wait for the school day (that had gone by agonisingly slow) to be over and to the final bell, she'd be biking herself home.

...
"Thank you so much mike, you are a literal lifesaver."

"No problem miss Ives, I love helping out."

Mike smiled, his teeth glistening.
"Please mike you should know by now, call me Terry."

She ushers him into the kitchen, to take a seat at the kitchen island.
"A drink ?"

"No thanks."
He proceeded to say bringing the stool out to sit on.

Before speaking, mike thought his words through thoroughly.
"I just hope el takes it well."

Terry sighed, since she had received the phone call to tell her about this sudden business trip, for most of the afternoon she had avoided her thoughts about the particular subject of her daughters reaction, not entirely ready to face the consequences.

Besides, it's not every day you get called in for a three month business trip...Terry didn't want to abandon her daughter, her intention had never been so.

Unfortunately, being secretary of one of the worlds leading trading companies meant plenty of business meetings both abroad (which lead to travelling of course) and within the state of indiana.

"Me too...but you guys should be fine... everything is here and there's the cash if you need. If it does run out I can always send some more to your bank account."

She avoided eye contact and she left the kitchen to put her suitcase by the front door.

"yea, we should. El and I...we've got a good history ."
Mike looked up memories of his childhood with El flooding in. She was the girl from elementary school who he always saw all alone on the swings, the girl from camp and oh, how he admired her rope tying skills...But, most importantly she was the beautiful girl he had shared his first "soul kiss" with.