All Chapters of BABYSITTING MY BULLY: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Darcie “Hello?”My hands were shaking as I picked the call, drumming against my ears. “Hey, baby. I've been trying to call you since. Where did you go and why haven't you been picking my calls?”“I–i was asleep.” I lied, staring at my bruised skin. They were so visible it made a tear drop. The lump on my throat couldn't make me talk well. I have to pretend like I'm okay so Charles' wouldn't suspect and Instantly start regretting why I picked the call. I'm seriously not in the mood. “Oh.”The silence was deafening. “You good?” He asked, noticing my sluggish response. My voice cracked. “Yeah.” “Hope you're good though and no one bullied you in school while I left?” He asked with concern.I swallowed. “Yeah. I'm fine. Thank you for calling. Can we talk later….I have something to do.” I bit my fingernails..“Alright. I love you.”“I love you too.” I replied and ended the call. That statement felt awkward in my mouth since Genevieve and Sloane proved that I was never worthy of Charle

DarcieThe moment Sloane got up and left, Steve got back inside, my lips twisted with scorm. I know he was just trying to help but his presence, I don't like. His attitude—in fact, this new attitude of trying to be close to me, trying to play a hero part, it felt annoying, strange and suffocating and I know Charles doesn't like him. Imagine what would happen if Charles is back and still doesn't want to stay away from me. I feel like I'm carrying a lot of bad responsibilities on my head. Being with Charles is hell when Sloane is there. And also, if Charles sees me with Steve, he'll react dangerously. But now, I chose to obey Sloane and avoid torture. I believe my greatest nightmare now is she and Genevieve. I want to avoid Charles. Do what they say and live a normal life as a nanny. “Are you feeling okay now?” Steve asked, taking a seat opposite the bed.A cold response escaped my lips. “Yes.”“Okay. Good.”“You can go back to class. I'm fine and I can handle myself.” I said, looking

Darcie Charles had helped me arrange all the items in my room. My room was a bit more aesthetically pleasing than before. But with the bags and fancy things, it looks so beautiful. I'm just staring at the phone in his hands. He's helping me transfer my files into the new one. I would try my possible best to hide the phone away from Sloane. He grabbed my hands and walked me back to his room and we sat on the bed. Gosh, this was never the plan. The plan was to avoid him at all costs. Lock myself inside and tell him I don't want to talk to him anymore. Nothing is working and at this point, he's stupidly in love with me. Or maybe I should tell him later that he should avoid me in school for some reasons. “Um…Charles?” “Yes?”I steepled with my fingers. “I know I'm not supposed to be asking this question but I'm just curious to know. What about Arthur? Is he going to come back here when he's fine?”Charles paused. It's like Arthur's name made me forget about himself. That guy was terri

Darcie.Steve caught the phone. It bounced in his hands and I covered my mouth with my hands, baffled.“Whoa. Easy.” He handed the phone back to Sloane, obviously thinking it's hers. “Thank you.” She says. “Sloane, please.” I rubbed my palms together, already tearing up. “Don't destroy it. I swear, I didn't ask Charles for it. He did it out of his good mind. You know my former phone is already outdated. I've managed it ever since. Please don't do this. Please.”She crossed her arms, phone still in her hands. Charles stepped into class and I wiped my tears so he wouldn't see it whenever he noticed me and Sloane sitting together. “So…” she began, then caught Charles going to his seat, his friends were with him too. “You mean, everything I told you about avoiding Charles, you didn't take warning?”“No. No. I'm doing as you say. I told him to stop talking to me. I told him I'm just his nanny but he just bought me the phone and urged me to accept it.”“I hate seeing expensive things in

Darcie Charles' and I hadn't seen each other all day. Actually, since the beginning of the day, he wasn't up. I'm pretty sure he suffered from hangover because of the drinking. But I didn't go into his room with a towel and warm water, I'm still trying to avoid him with all costs. Although, I have a mission to fulfill. Sloane's. Make him go out with Genevieve. I sighed and cleaned the kitchen countertop. After doing some chores, I finally settled on the on sofa to watch a movie. I grabbed the remote and pressed the buttons before leaving an action movie I thought would be interesting.As I stared at the television screen, from behind, a leg dropped to the other side of the sofa and when I looked up, it's Charles. He just sits, sprawling his arms all over without looking at my face. He grabbed the popcorn bowl in the middle and threw some into his mouth. The silence is really awkward and I can't help but feel tense. Maybe I should leave but I don't want to. He didn't say anything. I