The Babysitter

Chapter 48: I'm sorry

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.

I dropped my bag on the floor and hugged him. Tight. "Whenever you're ready to talk, I'm here." he ran

his fingers through my hair gently. I just sobbed harder into his chest. After a long crying session, I was

collected and began telling him everything that happened. I was done explaining but he still hadn't said

one word to me.

I grabbed his hand and he grabbed mine back tighter. "Xavier?" I asked, my voice shaky and just

above a whisper.

"I'm 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 me I'm hearing things.

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

him saying what I think he was.

"Aubrey, I don't 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 me." he gave me a sad smile.

"So you're just going 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 reason but I didn't know what to say. "Are you breaking

up with me so that my parents approve of you?" I questioned in confusion.

"I want to be worthy and if your parents don't think I am then maybe-" he couldn't even finish the

sentence himself.

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

"I love you, Aubrey." His grip on my hand tightened and I felt my heart breaking. I shook my head,

"Then don't do this, please." A tear finally slipped and I saw his eyes soften for a moment. I cried

silently or at least tried to before an idea snapped in my head and I sat up straighter and wiped my

tears away.

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

before slowly nodding.

"Yes, okay. I'll try." he nodded with a soft smile while my eyes widened with glee before I jumped on him

and kissed him hard. I pulled back, surprised at my actions while he chuckled slightly and kissed me

again.

"I love you," he spoke into the kiss. "And I don't know if I'll be able to say that after tonight-" I cut him off

as I spoke warningly.

"Xavier, don't," I said. He sighed while tracing my jaw followed by his thumb tracing my bottom lip.

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

"How am I supposed to see you then?" I asked, hoping he'd have a real answer.

"I guess we'll have to sneak around for a while. Till it all works out," he suggested, being completely

serious.

"Did you just suggest sneaking out after wanting to impress my parents?" I questioned in confusion

while he nodded. "Marry me," I said. He smiled before he stood up with his back towards me.

I got on his back, making him laugh before we headed upstairs to his room. We got to his room and just

collapsed on the bed. He put his hand against mine, observing the sizes, the veins, fiddling with my

fingers while we just talked.

We talked about 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?" he

questioned hesitantly.

"I think I am because-" I sighed, "This is all I've ever known love 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 did.

"I'd give up everything to keep you," he whispered.

"I just don't get why they think that," I began talking about my parents again, "You've done nothing but

be there for me and my mom knows that very well. My dad just..." I trailed off, huffing in frustration.

"He's your dad, and he has every right to be worried about you," he explained.

"Correct, he does! But he does not have a right to forbid me from seeing you!" I banged my fist on his

bed.

"He tried but it didn't exactly work now, did it?" he gave me a pointed look.

"Of course it didn't! He can't just expect me to stop seeing my boyfriend on-demand," I argued. "He was

rude about it and that's what pissed me off," I uttered before sighing and turned sideways so I was

facing him.

"He could've said it nicely, I know. But he's worried." Xavier tried to explain to me.

"Do not defend the opposing team. I am your girlfriend!" I whined while pouting.

"And my soulmate, I'm sure of that, but your dad is the one person I am scared shitless of." He blushed

slightly while admitting that.

"Charm him." I looked at him to see nothing but a blank look and straight-up confusion.

"Talk about the things he likes, talk about how much I mean to you, what you'd do if we stayed together,

what you've done in the past. He wants to know if you care about me. Can you prove that to him?" I

asked, raising my eyebrows, waiting for an answer.

"I can prove it. I just don't know if the nerves will fuck it all up. Your dad is an intimidating man," he

admitted.

One word.

Faith.