The Babysitter

Chapter 48: (Aubrey's POV)- I'm Sorry

After all that chaos, I went up to my room and locked myself in there. Literally. I felt like crying my eyes out. Things had just started getting better between Xavier and me and then my parents had to come and fuck it all up.

Now don't get me wrong, I know they're only saying this because they care, but they haven't been there for me like ever so I don't think they have the right to tell me who I can and can't be with.

It's not fair. They can't take away the one person who has been there for me and whether they know it or not, that's not my problem.

After I told my mom that I loved him, she pretty much froze while my dad yelled at me for making such a stupid decision and how he could hurt me not just emotionally which only made me angrier and caused me to storm up here and to my room. Now for the past twenty minutes, I had heard my mom and dad arguing back and forth about how my mom thinks it's okay and Xavier is the right pick for me and how it should be my choice (thank god one parent supports me) while my dad continued to argue.

I was getting sick of hearing them yelling while I was screaming internally. I huffed before screaming into my pillow and moving on impulse. I grabbed a bag, a bigger one than last time, and threw clothes for at least a week there with two bathing suits. I'm leaving my house for the time being.

I don't want to be here while my dad is because every conversation will lead to arguments due to the grudges we'll hold thanks to this one. I grabbed my phone and its charger before unlocking my door and sprinting down the stairs. I got to the front door and threw my converse on.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" my dad questioned, anger seeping through his voice.

"Out," I answered vaguely before opening the door and slamming it shut. I speed walked to the garage and grabbed my bike, running while pushing it and getting on it, riding faster than I ever have.

The wind was feeling cold on my face for some strange reason and fortunately, I got to his house quickly. I grabbed my bag and left my bike against his mailbox as I sniffed and rang his doorbell twice.

No one answered and I knew Catherine wasn't back yet, so he was the only one home. So I shamelessly rang the doorbell three more times. I heard shuffling before he opened the door in sweatpants, a hoodie, and wet hair. His smile instantly faded upon seeing my state.

"What happened?" he asked while wiping a tear from my face that made me realize I was crying. That's probably why the wind felt colder. I shook my head before he stepped aside and let me in.

talk, I'm here." he ran his fingers through my hair gently. I just sobbed harder into his chest.

"Xavier?" I asked, my voice shaky and just above

sorry," he whispered. Confusion graced my face as I waited for him to continue. "I'm sorry, Aubrey. I can't do this." Am I hearing things? Please tell

can't do what? What are you talking about?" my eyes were already tearing up at the thought of him saying

want your parents to hate me. If they do then they won't let us be together. I don't want to be a boyfriend who has a bad impression on the parents. It's not a good feeling to know that my girlfriend's parents don't like

to let the girlfriend go?" I asked in disbelief. He didn't respond and my heart sank. What kind of stupid reason is that? "I-" I tried to

I am then maybe-" he couldn't even

don't want to do this. Please don't." I bit back a sob while choking

you, Aubrey." His grip on my hand tightened and I felt my heart

moment. I cried silently or at least tried

for dinner with them tonight, please? Just try to woo them?" I pleaded. I saw him smile

smile while my eyes widened with glee before I jumped on him and

if I'll be able to say that after tonight-" I cut him off as

tracing my jaw followed by his

and whether I'm your boyfriend or not, I'll still love you." he gave me a

then?" I asked,

for a while. Till it all works out,"

impress my parents?" I questioned in confusion while he nodded. "Marry me," I

got to his room and just collapsed on the bed. He put his hand against mine, observing the sizes, the

some deep things. Our fears, our love, problems we could face, how long we would last realistically (my answer was still forever). "Do you think we're really in love this young?"

to be." I looked at our hands. "Parker," I began, "You love me more than anyone else ever has, or at least made me believe that you do. And I'd give up everything in the world to keep this." I mumbled but he heard every word, I just knew he