Three Weeks Of Naughty Baby-sitting

MOLLY POV The temperature was chilly as I stood up before closing the window. “Don’t tell me your parents still plan on keeping you grounded just for hosting a party?” Abby, my best friend, let out from the other line. “Uhh,” I let out frustration. “They are travelling again,” I muttered, lifting my pillow with my leg playfully. “So, where exactly do they plan to go?” She asked as I ruffled my hair in a messy way. “I really don’t care where they go to, I miss going out with you Abby,” I said, making her laugh. “What's so funny?” I asked as her laughter filled the air. “Do you really miss me or do you miss partying and riding d**k?” She let out, making me chuckle before biting my bottom lips. “Common,” I said. “They plan on going to Korea,” I let out as Abby instantly screamed. “Wtf Abby, my ears.” I cursed as she instantly apologized. “Jeez, I’m sorry. Just surprised that you don’t seem bothered, it is a chance for you to travel to Korea and check out their music concerts.” She muttered, making me huff. “I don’t really feel like going and traveling with my parents sucks, I would rather stay home alone than go on a trip with my parents! They are obviously going to watch my every move.” I muttered before standing up to eat from the pizza I ordered a few minutes ago. “For how long do they plan on travelling?” Abby asked. “Uhm, three weeks,” I muttered, rolling on the bed before taking the last bite of the pizza. I stared at the tip of my finger that seemed stained with pizza spice before licking it off. “I know your parents wouldn't let you stay home alone after what you pulled off the last time,” she let out. “Mom told me that she would contact the old lady at the store who needed extra money. She said the lady would watch over me for three weeks. I pray she falls ill and can't make it,” I let out feeling angry but Abby still finds a way to cackle at my resentment. “Can you talk them out of it? You will be 18 soon and this shouldn't be a way to treat you,” she let out. “I tried Abby, they wouldn't listen! They obviously can't trust me anymore,” I muttered. “Since we can't throw any party at your place, we can sneak out and attend one and have fun,” Abby muttered as a small smile crept on my face. At least with Abby, things weren't going to be boring. “Soon, when I'm legally 18! We can have so many parties without anybody butting in,” I said. I lay down talking to Abby for twenty minutes, and we kept chattering about how lit the future parties we planned on throwing would be like. *************************** “Molly, the food is ready,” mom knocked on my door. “I need to freshen up, I will be with you guys in a few minutes.” I said, pushing the book I used in jotting out things I wanted to try doing. There were many things I wanted to try out but mom and dad would clearly be disappointed in me. My name is Molly Griffin. I’m the only child of my parents and they obviously try to give me everything I want and at the same time try to make sure I was okay and never doing anything illegal. “Your food was going to get cold,” Mom said as I pecked her on the cheeks before sitting down. “When is the flight?” I asked, not wanting to sound odd. “It will be in two hours dear,” Mom muttered while washing the dishes. If the flight was in two hours, they would leave any time soon because the airport was going to take an hour to arrive. “The babysitter would arrive the minute we left already, Molly. I want you to be at your best behavior! The babysitter isn't so well, you shouldn't stress her,” Mom said. “Can't I just stay alone?” I asked. “Not after what you did, Molly. I would be disappointed if Mrs. Hong had to make a complaint about you,” mom said as I ate from the pasta on my plate. “Promise me you won't do anything stupid?” Mom said, rubbing my back. “Sure, you have my words,” I muttered as a peck landed on my head. “Thank you, baby,” she said as dad came inside the parlor all dressed and ready. “We’re leaving already,” Dad said and for some reason, I didn't know, I wanted them to stay. “I will call you as soon as we get to Korea,” Mom said before hugging me tightly. I stared at them as they both entered the car. I kept waving at them until their car was out of sight. I stared at the empty house which was now left to me. The thought of having a second person in the house made me furious and feverish, but there was nothing I could do. I locked the front door before taking my plate to the sink, the first time my parents had broken the news of me having someone babysit me like a five-year-old made me laugh my brains out. Never had I taken them so seriously until now. I walked upstairs to my room before crumbling into my bed to have a nice nap. After parties, sleeping was my next favorite thing in the world. I woke up with a grumbling stomach. I pulled open my drawer before holding my ulcer pills before walking downstairs. I checked the time and it was 8.00 PM and the babysitter wasn't showing up, which I was happy about. I picked up my phone before dialing Abby's number. “Don't tell me the babysitter isn't a friendly one but fearsome,” her voice came out soft and keen to hear my reply. “I have great news,” I said, opening the fridge. “What? You have a new show to watch all by yourself,” she let out in a mocking tone. “You think that funny but wait till you find out that the babysitter isn't showing up,” I let out, as a scream was heard from the other line. The footsteps of somebody coming made me cut the call without telling Abby that I was going to hang up. I took the knife from the counter before holding it up as a defence. I knew I had closed the door, so there was obviously no way somebody was going to have access to the house except if they were obviously a thief. The moment I held the knife up, I was kicked as the knife went flying to God knows where. “f**k,” I cursed in pain. My hand was held at the back as I was pushed to my knees like a criminal that was caught by a cop. “What are you doing in my house,” I let out in pain, not understanding one bit of the situation that had just played out. He instantly released my hand making me look up to see a young and hot looking Asian guy. “I’m here to babysit,” he said, making my mouth hang open.