Company babysitting

It was the Friday the week before exam season and I should have been studying. Instead, I was holed in in room, playing videogames.

Ping!

A massage hit my phone. It was my mom. It read, "Honey, busy at work. Will be late tonight, but somebody from work will come home later to keep you company. xoxo - mom"

I huffed. I was 18 now, clearly old enough to manage myself to bed but my mom's Asian parenting instincts were telling her that I needed to be supervised to bed. I threw my phone to the corner of the room, before continuing playing my game. Soon enough, I relaxed. Hours seemed to fly by in an instant. Before long, I heard somebody knocking at the door.

**** to leave my console, I dragged myself downstairs. Even from the hallway, I could hear Mom's coworker outside.

"Can you believe it! It's my dad's company! I haven't had to do any real work for months, and all of a sudden, some random person I've never met tells HR that she needs somebody to take care of her son!" The man yelled, his voice gruff and dominating. I could see his silhouette through the window beside the doorway. He appeared to be short and obese, his arms waving hyperbolically. The man continued, "And guess fucking what!? Dad chose me for some reason. Now I have to babysit some random cunt's son!"

I shivered. This man had clearly never met my mom. She had a sort of endearing effect that made men want to be kind to her, and by extension, me.

Nervously, I opened the door for the man. Then, my jaw hit the floor.

It was Jeremy.

My enemy.

They sent him to babysit me.

This couldn't go well.