Thread: The Babysitter (nothingbutporcelain and doom29169)

Callie sighed heavily as she waited for the red light to turn to green. She was on her way to a babysitting job. It wasn't really how she wanted to spend her Friday night but she needed cash desperately so she would do whatever she could to get it. Normally she would be out clubbing on a Friday night but she was planning on doing that after babysitting. That was why she had on a tiny black dress that was very short and low cut. It probably wasn't appropriate for babysitting but she really didn't care. She wanted to go out afterward and she didn't feel like changing. To say Callie had a lot of problems would be an understatement. It all started when she was around thirteen years old. She could remember that day more than anything else in the world. It wasn't a memory she wanted to keep since it was a horrible one but sadly it was stuck in her head. The only way she could get it out was why drinking, doing drugs and having lots of casual, unprotected sex. That was why she did all of that so much. She knew it was bad but she just couldn't help it. It made her numb and kept her from thinking about anything about her past. It was all too painful to deal with. Her father came into her room and raped her that night. Most thirteen year old girls had loving fathers but Callie's father was different than all of theirs. She had to fight to try to keep him out of her bed. She was a young girl so she didn't really know if it was wrong or not. Her father told them that it was perfectly normal for them to have sex but they couldn't tell anyone, not even her mother. She did what he said because she didn't know any better and she was too embarrassed to admit to anyone what was going on. So a few years later when she was sixteen and her father was on trial for murdering her mother she blamed herself. He said he did it to be with his only daughter. He claimed that Ana her mother was constantly getting in the way. Callie couldn't help but blame herself for the murder. If she had just told someone maybe her father would have been put away a long time ago so this never would have happened. It was so horrible carrying this blame around, that was why she drank so much. She grabbed her cigarettes and pulled one out, lighting it and taking a drag on it. Vodka and cigarettes were just what she needed right now. Well of course she also needed some cocaine but sadly her dealer was out of town and she was all out so she didn't know when she would be able to do some lines again. Callie had an arrangement with her dealer. He gave her cocaine as long as she slept with him on a regular basis. It was perfect for her since this gave her plenty of money to spend on nice, designer clothes. And where did Callie get her income from? Well, she worked as a stripper at a strip club in addition to babysitting. Sometimes it made her feel like a trashy whore working there but all in all she liked it. She got amazing tips since she was the best dancer at the place and she really knew how to turn all the men on. That place would probably go out of business without her working there. She also attended high school but since it was summer luckily she didn't have to worry about her classes right now. She finally got to the house and parked her car in the driveway. She really didn't feel like being here but she would act all sweet for the parents because she didn't want them knowing how much she would rather be out clubbing or even dancing at the strip club. She knocked on the front door, standing there waiting for someone to answer the door. She'd been babysitting for this family for a few months now. It was very sad. The wife was dying and she felt terrible for the husband. That was another reason she took this job. She wanted to help them out. People might have thought Callie was a cruel, heartless bitch but she did have a nice side to her. That was showing right now.