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The Babysitter	By : redqueeninwonderland Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 12260 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Babysitter V
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don�t own anybody but the people
from my head
Notes: Thanks so much to you guys for
being patient!
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�You�re going where?� Matt Parker stared
at his girlfriend and tried to remember why he was still dating her.
�I�m going to New York,� Ava�s voice was calm,
matter-of-fact, even though she�d already explained this twice. �It�s for three
days and I won�t be missing any school, dad, since it�s over that long
weekend.�
�Remind me why again?� He sat up,
reaching over the side of the bed for his boxers and pulling them on underneath
the blankets. Ava shoved the ugly yellow plaid comforter down around her knees
and rolled on her side, speaking like she would to a child.
�Because I�m getting paid damn good
money and because I don�t mind being an au pair if it means free tickets to Wicked,
a first class hotel, and my free time in Soho.�
Matt ignored Ava�s nudity, tossing her
a tee shirt as he stalked into the bathroom. His parents wouldn�t be home for
hours so it wasn�t like they had to be careful, he just needed some space. �I
thought you didn�t like the guy.�
�I don�t. This is about cash. And do
you have any idea how phenomenal the concept for that musical is?� She
rolled off the bed, sick of talking to an open door way.
He turned mournful eyes to the mirror,
�Ava-�
�Ma-att.� She was playful, but she was getting
irritated.
�If you go-�
�Then you�ll do what?�
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Ava stared mutinously at the No
Smoking sign above the seat in front of her. The flight was going smoothly.
They were in first class. She had absolutely nothing to bitch about. But she
was in a foul mood. Absolutely foul.
Joe was asleep in the seat next to
her, Jake in the seat by the window and she wished desperately for the stash of
percocets that Cara kept in an empty lipstick tube.
She should be in a good mood, dammit. Tom gave her his AmEx
for the trip, not to mention the fact that she was going to see a play she�d
been dying to see for months, and okay fine, she had to baby-sit for a couple
of hours each day, but really it was only one full day and an evening. The rest
of the three day trip she was cut loose on the unsuspecting Big Apple and
dammit she should be looking forward to it.
Ava hadn�t even seen New York since Ma moved to Japan, but before that they used to go
all the time. Emma had all sorts of gallery openings and things to go to and
she�d taught Ava all about where the cool places were.
Someone�s finger brushed her forearm
and she jumped violently before turning in the seat to glare. Billie held up
his hands in mock surrender before grinning. Ava didn�t smile back. He laughed.
�What�s eatin�
you?� Then he winced at his word choice and she could swear he blushed. Weird.
�Nothing.�
�Liar.�
�Whattayou
care?� She crossed her arms over her chest and shoved her magenta
colored hair back from her face. Billie shrugged.
�I don�t, I guess.� He sighed,
�Listen, you should probably know the itinerary for tomorrow, since you�ll be
taking the kids. Where are you going, again?�
�Central Park. Probably a
movie. I dunno. We�ll find something to fill
the time.�
Billie sighed, �Ava look, you�re going
to have complete control my kids in New York City. You�re gonna have to give me a
little more than �we�ll find something to fill the time�, okay?�
She rolled her eyes. �We�re staying at
The Benjamin, right? It�s on the Upper
East Side,
the park�s right there, if for some absolutely ungodly reason they
should get bored at the park we�ll probably go back to the room and see a
movie. Or the pool. Or the
restaurant for ice cream. Trust me there�s stuff to do at the hotel.�
�Fine, but you�re calling my cell
phone if you do anything more than that.�
�When did you turn into a dad,� she muttered
under her breath. As soon as she said it she knew she shouldn�t have. She heard
the quick breath intake beside her and mentally cursed, but damned if she was
taking it back. Billie was out of his seat in half a second.
�Come on,� he grabbed her by the upper
arm, hauling her up. Ava stared up at him, surprised.
�Ow,� she
pulled her arm back and looked at him, confounded. He gestured down the isle.
�Come on. I�ve had enough.� He grabbed
her wrist and hauled her none to gently down the isle. Ava followed because she
didn�t have a choice, but now that she was snapped out of her mood she was
wondering exactly what she�d done to warrant the treatment she was getting.
They edged past the flight attendants
and he jerked open the door to the tiny air port bathroom. Ava thought with a
smirk that if she was older and he weren�t so obviously peeved off, everybody
would assume they were going off to fuck. As it was, it looked like she was
about to get a huge blessing-out by her older brother. Or
maybe uncle. She never could decide if he looked his age or younger.
He shoved her in the bathroom first
and then followed her in, having to get right up on her so he could close the
door and then slamming it closed with his back against it, his arms over his chest.
�Okay, you�re going to tell me exactly what the fuck right fucking now.�
�What the hell is that supposed to
mean?! And who the freak do you think you�re fucking talking to?� Ava put her
hands on her hips, then hand to cross her arms over her chest too. Airplane
bathrooms were not meant for physical confrontation of any kind.
�I think I�m talking to my
fucking babysitter, but you won�t be for much fucking longer if you keep the
attitude up. You�ve been bitchy since we picked you up. Out with it.�
�I have not been-�
�Stop acting like a seventeen year old
and tell me what the hell is wrong, Ava, I�m sick of the teeny bopper O.C.
bullshit.� She�d have to remember to tell Cara he wasn�t so bad looking with
anger making his cheeks flushed and his jaw stuck out like that.
�Maybe I�m acting like a seventeen
year old because I am seventeen! There�s no freaking problem, okay?!�
She tried to shove past him.
Billie waited. She sighed, falling
back. Then felt the prick of tears and then just got mad all over again.
�My boyfriend dumped me, okay?� Ava
tightened her arms under her breasts and dared him to be sympathetic.
Billie would probably have been less
surprised if she�d told him she was pregnant with Elvis� love child. That
was why she�d been acting like a kicked tiger since they�d picked her up?
Granted she�d been cool with the kids, but that sorta
was her job. The boyfriend dumped her? That was not how he would
have seen that drama going down.
He had a sudden thought.
He was a very, very bad man.
�Why�d he do that?� he asked finally,
making sure his voice held absolutely nothing but curiosity. Ava shrugged, the
shirt she was wearing was impossibly tight, and if she were anyone other than
Ava he would have said she did it for effect, but the teal tight-ass button
down and the pinstriped black pants that went with it were hot. Even if the shirt was so tight it showed glimpses of the silver bra
underneath.
�Because he�s a fucking moron who
thinks that since I�m your god-damn babysitter of course I must be
fucking you.� She turned her back on him to stare at the wall, �And because
there are about fifty other girls at my high school who�ll do anal.�
Billie almost laughed out loud.
�You�re kidding.�
She didn�t answer. He stared at her
back for a long moment. Bitchy Ava he could handle, Pained Ava, with hurt pride
rolling off her in waves� well he didn�t have a clue. He just prayed she wasn�t
going to cry. Throw teary females in the mix and he usually just left.
�He just� dumped me. I mean, he�s been
bitchy for the past few weeks, mainly cause he thinks
I�ve got a thing for you. But I think that was just a cover. He was
really good at guilting me into shit and then he
couldn�t guilt me into butt-sex and all of a sudden I�m totally cheating on him
and a skanky whore tease,� she furrowed her brow,
�I�m not sure how I�m a whore and a tease but you know, live and
learn.�
�Ava-�
She plunked herself down on the
toilet, resting her hands on her knees. �I mean, he didn�t even� and then all
of a sudden he�s dating Missy Thompson who�s a total slut and everybody at
school�s treating me like the whore because god knows what he told them and
I�m the new girl and the ones who know are all way to sympathetic.� She
looked up at him with silver lined eyes, �I mean Jesus, I don�t even really
care that much and everybody�s just-�
�Ava,� he put a hand on her shoulder,
�I�m sorry.�
She blinked, �Why? It�s not your
fault.� Understanding dawned and she rose, �Oh no. I�m not upset, Billie, I�m
fucking pissed off! Okay fine, the jackass doesn�t want to date me any more
because I�m not as adventurous as he thought I was, but that is no fucking
reason to blame me for something I didn�t even do!�
He smirked, leaning painfully against
the sink. Nice to know she was taking it well. �Boys can be pretty stupid.�
She looked at him oddly, �Naw, shit.� She sighed, tossing her hair, �I dunno, I just figured he�d be different is all.� All of a
sudden Ava felt all kinds of vulnerable and she wasn�t sure she liked it. Right
on up until that second she�d been nothing but angry. When Matt dumped her she
decked him. Damn near broke the shmuck�s nose.
Then had an hour
long bitch fest with Cara later. She was already supposed to baby sit so
it wasn�t like she needed the escape, but her dad didn�t shove the credit card
in her hand until he heard about Matt. And then all of a sudden she wasn�t
taking Joe and Jake to the afternoon matinee of the musical, but going by
herself that evening so, according to Billie, she could get as much as she
could out of it. She was sick of everybody waiting for her to fucking break
over a breakup. Yah, it�d been like forever, but it wasn�t like she was in love
with the guy. Only with Billie looking at her like he understood something she
wasn�t saying she all of a sudden had this huge lump in her throat.
�What, already? Have I grown an extra
ass?� Ava willed him not to say anything stupid. Her friends treating her like
somebody died was one thing, they didn�t know her. Actually, he didn�t know her
either. But he was a grown-up so he was supposed to be smarter. Or something. Billie rolled his eyes and then made a show of
poking her nose with one finger.
�You�re not as tough as you think you
are, Ava Monroe.�
Ava stared at him and then did something
that surprised herself as much as him.
Without conscious thought she was
throwing her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in his neck and
shoving him hard against the little bathroom door. After a split second his
hands slid around her back, returning the hug albeit a little hesitantly. Ava
rolled her eyes against his neck. It always cracked her up when guys got all
weird about hugging. She shoved her body as close to his as possible just to
make a point. �Thanks, Billie.�
Ava�s breath was hot against his neck
and he held her, part for reassurances and part because once he�d accepted that
he was a bad, bad, dirty man, suddenly he wasn�t afraid of the touching thing.
Although between her breath and her breasts he was getting an all too familiar
sensation and was just about to disentangle himself
before the situation got to embarrassing before Ava suddenly sprang
back, a look on her face that he wasn�t sure how to interpret.
�We should, uhm, get back to the
seats,� she crossed her arms back over her chest and stared up at him, waiting.
He got the message, opening the door and leaving the bathroom. Ava followed him
back to the seats, her thoughts whirling in her head.
When was he all of a sudden not Mister
Armstrong?
And, did she feel what she thought she
felt?
And finally, I�ve got to
fucking call Cara about this.
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