The Babysitter

God Bless America

What did I do that was so tiring? Nothing.

"We wanted to go to the lake but guess not." Ace huffed before shrugging and plopping on the couch while Vi took a seat beside him.

I sighed before speaking, "Well, I must go and take my makeup off and change. I'll be back." I began heading towards the stairs before turning back around and grabbing Xavier's hand, taking him with me.

I went into his room where all my stuff was and collapsed on his bed, curling up into a little ball. "I'm tired." I yawned while closing my eyes. I heard shuffling before I felt him grab my face and cleaning it with my makeup wipes.

This is the type of boyfriend every girl should have. "I love you," I mumbled as he finished taking my makeup off which luckily was the bare minimum. I heard him shuffling around again before he spoke up.

"I love you too, now change." I felt the bed dip slightly.

I groaned, "Give me my sweats." I reached my hand out blindly which he placed my sweats in.

"Now turn," I spoke knowingly. He chuckled before turning and I made sure to look. I threw my sweats on, not bothering to take the dress off on top. "Now goodnight." I huffed, cuddling the pillow.

He sighed before grabbing my wrists and making me sit up. "It'll take two seconds then you can sleep all you want in all the comfy clothes you need." he sighed as I opened my eyes tiredly.

I sighed, "I'm going to need your shirt for that." I stated. He smiled before grabbing one of his shirts and handing it to me. I threw the dress off and the shirt on. "Now sleep with me," I demanded, lying back down.

"Whatever you say, Carthy." I could hear the smirk in his voice as I kicked his back while he stood up to go change. I don't know how long he was taking but it felt like forever.

"Hurry up, you're doing this very slowly! It makes me want to pull my hair out!" I exaggerated.

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind. You like me going fast." he teased while lying down beside me. I elbowed his stomach before grabbing his hand and draping his arm over my waist. I woke up the next morning to shower water running.

I slowly opened my eyes as the water died down. I stared at the ceiling for a moment before the bathroom opened to reveal Xavier with black joggers, damp hair, and no shirt and I've thought it once but I'll say it now.

God Bless America.

"Morning," he smiled as he lay on his stomach, resting his head on mine. I ruffled his hair before he looked up at me smiling.

"Are they awake downstairs?" I asked while grinning down at him. He nodded his head and told me they left before resting his head on my stomach, drawing circles on my waist lazily.

"I'm hungry so may I have your services please?" I smiled at him while he huffed.

"Yes my lady, you may." he got off of me and went downstairs while I went to brush my teeth. I went downstairs after freshening up to see Xavier placing two hashbrowns on a plate and leaving them for me on the plate before heading out the front door.

I didn't hear his car or bike leaving so I supposed he was standing outside. I grabbed my plate and headed outside, wanting to figure out what just happened. The minute I stepped down the mood was entirely different, it was more... tense. I went outside and saw him sitting on the porch with a cigarette.

I sat down beside him with a sigh before setting my plate down next to me. I turned to him and grabbed his cigarette, tossing it as far away as I could. He sighed while looking down at the ground.

"Hey," I whispered, "What happened?" I asked while turning his face to my direction to see a fresh cut on his cheekbone.

"Don't." he pushed my hand away as I tried to touch it. I sighed before retreating.

"Are you okay? Who did it?" I questioned hesitantly. I didn't want to anger him more.

"Your ex-boyfriend did it." he snapped. I bit my lower lip, not knowing how to respond to that.

"How did he get in? How did it happen?" I questioned. I needed to know. This was getting way out of hand.

"He knocked at the door and when I answered he threw a punch then ran and drove off. I swear to god if he wouldn't have scattered I would have killed him," he spoke through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry," I stated. "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

He shook his head before kissing me, "No, it's not."

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Just one more chapter <333