A scream woke me up from my sleep. That high pitched scream woke me up. I jumped up and grabbed my robe. I wasn't fully awake but I have to check on the kids. Something could be wrong. The screaming came from Rebecca's room. I ran into the hallway and crashed into another body. Both of their hands caught my waist and I looked up to see Mr. K. His hair messy and he squinted at me.

"You alright? I heard screaming."He let me stand on my own as the screaming continued in Rebecca's room but Troy's screams could be heard too. Me and Nate both ran to the room and he swung open the door only to see the kids running around the room.

"Oh my god! Kill it!"Rebecca screamed at her brother as he had the broom in his hands, cornering a spider. Oh. Fuck. No. He was about to hit it but it leaped down towards him and he jumped back, screaming.

"Holy fucking shit! I'm done. Nope." He dropped the broom and backed away but the spider ran towards him. He ran into me then pushed me forward towards the spider. That asshole!"Every man for himself!"

"Fuck that!"I leaped behind Nate who also ran from the spider. Now we were all running from the spider. This shit was fucking huge. As we all ran around screaming, George sprinted into the room.

"What's going on?" He said looking at the scene before him. Okay, it may look funny but we are fighting for our lives right now. I am NOT going to die from a spider bite. I rather get powers like Spider-Man. Hmm, the movie comes out next July. I should take the kids to see it. Plus the kid that plays spider man is pretty cute....is he even of age? Boy, do I hope so......Why am I thinking about that when my life is in danger? My last thoughts is about a cute guy in spandex. Eh, I don't mind.

"Wait! Where'd it go?" Troy called out as we all started looking around for it because the motherfucker disappeared. Holy shit, this can't be good. I looked at Rebecca and when she turned her back towards me, I nearly passed the fuck out."Oh dear god....."

We all saw it crawling up her long blonde hair but we were frozen in fear. I wanted to tell her but instead came out-"HIT HER WITH THE BROOM!"

Troy didn't hesitate to pick up the broom and charge at his sister but Nate snatched it from his hands as he held it over his head to hit her.

"Sweetheart, I need you be really, really calm. This broom is clean because you and I both know you don't use it. Do not move."He stalked over to his sobbing daughter with the broom and gently tapped the spider to which it crawled on the broom. The moment it was off of her, Rebecca ran into my arms forgetting my suggestion about hitting her.....I panicked. I didn't think Troy would really try it.

Nate then went over to the open window and flung the spider out with force. He didn't waste any time to close and lock it. I guess he locked it incase the spider was gonna come back and check if it was unlocked to get back in. The spider would definitely get in if it wasn't locked.

"He'll be back with a vengeance. He's out there. Somewhere. Getting stronger. He'll be back.....Sleep peacefully, Becky."Troy said as he patted his sister's back who was still clutching onto me for dear life. Oh my god, she's shaking. She was really afraid.

"We both have arachnophobia. Deathly afraid of those things." Nate spoke up as he leaned against the window. He swept his hair back with a shaky hand then let out a sigh. Oh wow, it's that bad."Troy is just a wimp."

"Hey, I don't like anything that has more legs than me." He attempted defended himself.

"So you dislike dogs?" George chuckled causing us all to laugh.

"No! I just hate bugs. They're disgusting. I'm going to bed." Troy ran a hand through his hair as he walked through the door followed by George.

"Daddy, please don't let me sleep in here alone." Darlene walked over to her dad with puppy dog eyes.

"I wasn't going to. I'm going to sleep on your couch so you're not going to be alone, sweetheart. Go back to sleep, you have to wake up in a few hours." He kissed the top of her gold hair with a smile.

"Thanks, dad. Thank you, everyone else for attempting to help, goodnight." She climbed into her bed as everyone else began to go back to their rooms, saying their goodnights to each other. Before closing the door behind me, I saw Rebecca and Mr. Kane share a smile from opposites sides of the room. I passed Troy in the hallway and ruffled his hair as I walked by. With a chuckle, his entered his room and said goodnight.

I approached Darlene's door to check on her and to my surprise, she was out cold. All that screaming did not wake her at all. God damn, she's a heavier sleeper than me. But she's cute when she's sleeping. Her tangled blonde hair webbed across her face. Her little hands pressed together underneath the left side her head. The way she had one leg hanging from out of the blanket, it's similar to how I slept as a kid but less wild. And I was a terrible sleepwalker. It happened when I was five up until I was 12. Every night for seven years, I used to smack my dad awake and wonder when he was gonna pay me.... I had a recurring dream that I was a loan shark. I didn't even know why I had those dreams but I swore that Bernie Sinclair was ducking me so he didn't have to pay me. Bitch better have my money.

Now time to go to sleep in my own bed. Since the kid's chauffeur came back I get to sleep in now. I love to sleep in.

***

Mother fucker.

Who in the fuck set this alarm?

I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie woooorld!
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywheeere!
Imagination, life is your creation!

"Come on, Barbie, let's go party. Ah, ah, ah yeah." I mumbled in my sleep along with the evil song that stole my slumber. Fuck you, Barbie. Fuck you, Ken. I hate everyone.

"Boooonnie! It's 1 o'clock!" Darlene ran into my room with a costume in her hand. Well, not everyone."I set your alarm clock for 1 o'clock so we can get ready to go trick or treating!"

"Wait, I thought you were going to spend the day with your mom." I sat up as she jumped onto my bed.

"She's having a busy day." Darlene said, completely unbothered. Today is the day of free candy and pretending to be anything but yourself. So that's pretty awesome."Come onnnnnn, Bonnie. Get uuuuuup."

"Fiiine. Let me just get ready." I said, heading straight to the bathroom so I can de-grossify myself. Being as hot as I am. it takes some time. But I'm already gorgeous so not a lot of time. When I was finished doing my business, I put on the costume that Rebecca set out for me. Can you guess what it is? I'm pretty sure you know. Well, time to go downstairs for breakfast and lunch. I'm aware brunch is real but I missed breakfast so now I need to get both breakfast and lunch. I can't skip a meal.

"Good afternoon, Bonnie! If you didn't wake up any sooner, I was about to call the morgue." Simon smiled as he placed a plate in front of me then gave me a look."Are you sure that you're Bonnie?"

"Nope. Today, I'm Dionne. Rebecca picked this out. Totally bitchin' right?" I laughed as I cut up my waffles to eat.

"Totally bitching. Oh! You have mail." He set down next to my cup of Oj. The minute I saw what was written on the front, I nearly choked... Mostly because I was inhaling my food.

"FUCK! Motherfucker! Shit! How?! How did you people find me?!" I tore open the letter while staring down at the paper.

"Lots of profanity. What's wrong?"

"Fucking jury duty. I've been ducking those assholes for years. Jesus Christ, I don't wanna go."

"Tell Mr. Kane to write you an excuse letter?"

"He has the power to do that?!" My eyes widened at Simon who nodded his. Almost immediately, I jumped up, shouting out Mr. Kane's name.

"Hello, Nanny Fine." He smiled as I walked into the room, in full costume."Don't you look adorable."

"Thanks boss, but I'm not Fran, I'm Dionne.... From Clueless...Stacey Dash.... The lady who spews dumb shit from her face ass every time she speaks?" I tried to jog his memory.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, her. I remember. You still look adorable but is there any reason as to why you're screaming my name out like that?" He raised a thick brow at me. Dirty thoughts go away.

"I got jury duty. Please, out of the kindness of your heart, excuse me from it." I smiled at him hoping he can get me out of it. I hate jury duty.

"I'll try my best. You're not the first nanny to ask me but I will most definitely try just for you."

"Because I'm your favorite nanny."

"You're the longest nanny I've ever had so pretty sure you are my favorite." He winked at me aaaaand I'm swooning. How can you not? The man is fine. I mean fine as hell. But he is also my boss so no more swooning. Just a little more....okay, done!"You okay, Bonnie?"

"Yeaaah, just chillin'. I'm totally tubular." I just realized I have the lingo of a 2000's surfer. Like I really do. Oh god.

"I haven't heard anyone say 'tubular' since I was in college. I love your lingo so much." He laughed as he placed his glasses on his face. He loves my lingo!"So, Dionne, when are you going trick or treating?"

"When you put on a costume and tag along."

"I don't know, Bon-bon. I'm not a fan of Halloween."

"But it's so much fun to- did you just call me Bon-Bon?"

"Yeah, I remembered what your dad called you the day I met him. Still hilarious." He chuckled to himself as I rolled my eyes. My dad has so many embarrassing nicknames for me, most of them are food related."But maybe I'll come. Maybe."

"Maybe is closer to yes than no soooo be ready by three." I smiled as he let out a deep chuckle. He shook his head and removed his glasses then looked at me. He didn't say anything, just had his chin resting in the palm of his hand and looked at me with doe eyes.

"You alright there, Nate?" I asked, to which he blinked and quickly looked down at the paper he was writing on.

"Y-yeah, I was just daydreaming." He said as he continued to write. I wonder what he was daydreaming about. I usually dream about food and boys. That's what I do in my past time.

"What are you gonna dress up as?"

"A 38-year-old man."

"But you are 38....?"

"No." He chuckled."I'm 37, so I'm going to be an older man for Halloween."

"I mean you're still old either way." I playfully shoved his shoulder to which he did the same to me. We've actually gotten really cool, like we bond and whatever but he's really easy to talk to and be around. It makes it even harder to harbor this crush on him.

"Tahaha. Wait until you're my age. You say I'm old now but wait until someone in their twenties calls you old. The first thing you'll say is 'I'm not old!' Then you'll be in denial for the rest of your remaining thirties." He laughed like an evil villain while I sat on his desk, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah I know I'll get old one day but I'll be a cool ass, old lady. I'll have sick ass tattoos, still play the electric guitar and skateboard around town while complaining about my back." I crossed my legs with a satisfied smirk because I would be the dopest grandma in the world. You know, as a kid I could never picture myself being old. It was pretty hard to imagine since I'm so awesome now but I guess I'll still be awesome in my later years."I'll most likely still be working for you."

"You most certainly will. My kids will have kids and you can be their nanny."

"Oh wow, I'm like an heirloom. I'm being passed down from one generation to the next." I smiled at Nate who smiled back at me but then I spontaneously remembered something from before."Um hey, I remember last time you were telling me about this collection that you have."

"Oh that.... Please don't think I'm a dork when I tell you." He groaned, leaning his head back.

"Awwww, Nate. I won't think you're a dork if you tell me.....because I already think you are one."

"Cute. But I uh, I collect flezdifibler" He tried to muffle up his words with a cough. He must be really embarrassed about it.

"This time without the cough."

"Fine. I collect Pez dispensers...from around the world."

"They still make those?"I asked causing him to give me a look."Buuut, I think that's pretty dope. I have another collection too. I collect Pop! Figures. I have a bunch!"

"That actually sounds cooler than mine. Like way cooler."

"It probably is. I'm totally joking but I really wanna see your collection."

"And I'd love to see those figurines. I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He smirked and I couldn't help but to blush and giggle like a fucking idiot because it was a suggestive joke. He noticed my blushing and decided to add in an obvious wink. This man.

"Am I interrupting something?" The Devil itself walked in. I forgot she existed for a few days. Those were a great few days."Oh, you're still here. Shocking."

"Rosanna, nice to see you got into the Halloween spirit. That's a scary ass mask you got." I teased her, earning a laugh from Nate who ceased the minute Rosanna glared at him. He tried his best to suppress it but his best wasn't enough.

"Well, I see you're wearing your costume. I'm just confused because aren't you already a whore?" Her mouth fixed in a sinister smirk as she crossed her arms, waiting for a reaction.

"Not better than your daily costume of a bitch." I spat back at her as I hopped off the desk to step to her but I felt a hand on my hand, stopping me from getting closer.

"Awww, is the clown about to throw a temper tantrum? Why don't you tell me a joke like you usually do? Oooh, I have one! Your life!" She threw her head back, letting out a hearty, evil laugh.

"I got one. What's rich, black and blue with red aaaaaaaall over?" I smiled wickedly at her as Nate still held my hand."You in five seconds."

"That's enough. You need to leave my office." I heard him say quietly. I'm not surprised he chose to kick me out over her, the troublemaker. I'm just the nanny."It's not nice to just waltz into my office and just be plain rude, Rosanna."

What?

"What?! You're kicking me out, Nathaniel? And not the free of charge hooker who just threatened me?!" Keep testing me. I'd love to see you outside.

"Hey! That's uncalled for! Ms. Sinclair is a respectful young lady who works here and deserves respect. I'm giving you the rest of the day off to just go home and re-evaluate yourself." He said as Rosanna opened her mouth to speak but closed it. Defeated, she stomped out of the room and slammed the door."I'm really sorry about that, Bonnie. That was so-so...disgusting of her. I know she can be mean but that was just ridiculous."

"It's okay, I'm used to it with her."

"What? What do you mean?" He looked into my eyes as if he was searching for the answer to his question. Dear god, they are so blue. Is that natural? That can't be natural."Bonnie?"

"Uh yeah, sorry. But she's always like that to me for some odd reason but it doesn't bother me. I was just easily triggered today because I'm up too early so I'm cranky."

"I'm going to have a talk with her later. She has to respect you. It's not right...... I'll write you an excuse letter from jury duty and we'll see how that works out, okay? And I'll go trick or treating with you guys." He smiled once more at me. Such a wonderful smile and so infectious.

"Thanks, Mr. K. You're a pretty cool guy." I patted his shoulder.

"Not cooler than you, Ms. S." He chuckled.

"Jesus Christ! Are you just going to go outside looking like that?! You'll scare the bloody children to death!" I heard from the other side of the door which made me burst out laughing because I already know who's he's talking to.

"Oh, just go clean something and shut up!" Rosanna shrill voice hissed out as she stomped away once again.

"And that Darlene is a reptile."

"Because she's cold-blooded!" Darlene responded eagerly.

"Glad you remember!" He laughed as he opened the door."Elsa is all ready. So Dionne and Cher better hurry up."

"Yeah, let's go get caaaaaandyyyyyy!" Darlene shouted pumping her fist into the air. I feel like she already had enough candy for today. But I'm up for getting more.

"You ready, Mr. Kane?" I raised a brow at him with a smirk.

"Just let me finish up here and we can all go. Are Tom and Jerry coming along too?"

"Well Troy is staying and I can't go without Rebecca." I sighed, hoping that she would come down any second now. God lord, seconds feel like hours when it comes to Rebecca getting ready.

"Wait no more, Dionne because Cher is ready!" Rebecca burst into the office with raised arms showing off her yellow plaid ensemble."I'm only going trick or treating because I look so cute. Well, I'm always cute!"

"Let's gooooooo!" Darlene bounced up and down.

"Work can wait. Let's go get some candy." Nate smiled as he ushered us out of the office. Oh, and you bet your sweet candy ass I'm trick or treating too. What idiot wouldn't trick or treat in a rich neighborhood? I'll tell you; an idiot. Now, let's goooooo out there!

***

"I'll trade you my peppermint patty for your Snickers bar." Nate said to Darlene as the four of us were all sprawled out on the living room floor, looking at our winnings for the night. Darlene had the most out of all. Most likely because I kept putting some of my candy in her bag just so she could have more.

"Darlene, I'll give you my Butterfingers for that." Rebecca waved it in her little sister's face.

"I'm disappointed in you two. Bribing a young girl...with horrible candies compared to a Snickers bar....I have 20 Hershey's kisses and they could all be y-" I was cut off by the king sized snickers hitting me in the chest. Alrighty then.

"CANDY!" Darlene scooped up her share of candy then dropped it into her pile.

"Hey! You're not eating all of this tonight. You can have a few pieces then you can give me the rest to put away, understood?" Nate said in a stern tone and it was pretty hot. I'm not going to lie.

"Yes, daddy. I understand."She said but then made eye contact with Rebecca who winked at her like I didn't just see that. But I'll let them have this moment. Just this once.

"It's sucks that paparazzi came in and bombarded everyone. But I bet that's the last picture they sneak of Darlene thanks to Bonnie." Rebecca laughed as she searched through her candy.

"It was an accident! I didn't mean to elbow him in the nose. You're just minding your business and you see a flash, you react." I shrugged. What had happened was, I didn't know there was paparazzi in the area because a lot of rich and famous people were out so they took that opportunity. Rebecca posed for the pictures like the vain precious chrysanthemum she is while Darlene cried(she doesn't like pictures from strangers). A paparazzi dude managed to sneak up behind me and catch a picture of her and the flash scared me so when I spun around, I kind of spun around elbow first....if that makes any sense. I apologized but I scolded him that he shouldn't have taken her picture because if the kid doesn't want a picture don't take it. So then me and his friend got into an argument over it and he was all in my face so I started throwing my unwanted candy at him... That's when Nate just dragged us out of the area in case someone might try and 'sue me'. I dare someone to sue me. I'm fucking broke. I've been paying off the student loans I've been drowning in since I graduated college. And guess who will be debt free in a few months? This giiiirl!

"I probably should've told you about that. I mean, no; we aren't celebrities but they usually take pictures of me and my family for newspapers and magazines and whatever." Nate scratched the back of his head as Rebecca gave him a look.

"Dad, we basically are celebrities. I mean we aren't famous but we're important. Have you seen how many Instagram followers I have? Millions, thank you very much. Oh! That reminds me, make an IG account, Bonnie." Rebecca took her phone out of her yellow Chanel purse and began typing like there's no tomorrow.

"Why?"

"Because everyone in my school and on my insta keeps asking who you are. Remember at the mall? The video I recorded? I totally posted that. Soooo, make a profile." She looked down at her phone as Nate rolled his eyes. Darlene was in her own world with candy. She didn't give two shits about any of us.

"Uhh, no..." I scoffed but she didn't respond to me. Just looked at her phone. Sooo, I guess this conversation over.... This is Rebecca I'm talking, this conversation is far from over.

"Okay." She smiled at me then looked back at her phone. I guess it is over. That was pretty easy. I just said no and she agreed.

"Darlene, it's about that time. The time when everything fun comes to an end until tomorrow." I stood up and helped her stand too. She knew exactly what I meant.

"Awwww, okay. Good night, Rebecca. Good night, Daddy. Good night, Bonnie." She smiled then ran right upstairs. I smiled in the direction while Nate packed up her remaining candy to put away.

"I'm gonna head to my room too. Dalton wants me to FaceTime him." Rebecca rolled her eyes as she threw her candy in her candy bag.

"Ugh, the hell does that loser want?" I asked.

"I don't know but I'll give you details tomorrow when I get back from my mom's house."

"Alright, chrysanthemum. Gooooood night." I patted her hair as she hugged her father who went to kiss her head but forgot my hand was there...... I can't stop blushing. Like at all. Holy shit, thank god for melanin because if I was any lighter then you can see how hard I am blushing right now.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" His face turned a bright red due to embarrassment.

"It's okay! It's fine, dude, chill!" I laughed with Rebecca but I was screaming on the inside. HE KISSED MY HAND! THIS IS A BIG DEAL FOR ME!

"Good night, dorks." Rebecca said then disappeared upstairs.... I haven't heard from Troy since we came back. He's just been in his room all day listening to music. Well, he's a teenager so this normal but I haven't seen his room since 3:30. Weird but I guess it's not too weird. Whatever.

"Well, I'm-I'm going to go....and finish up your work and your excuse letter. Enjoy your night, Dionne." He winked then smiled at me with those full lips that I just wanna bite oh so badly.

"I will, 38-year-old man." I winked back as he exited the room, chuckling, leaving me alone on the living with just my lonely thoughts.....

God damn, I am crushing hard. I am crushing hard on the man that signs my paychecks. Fuck....

Fuck you, Janis.... She didn't actually do anything but I need to blame someone. Just then, I got the call I've been waiting for.

"Are you ready to get fucked up?" Ricky's voice echoed. Where the hell is he? You know, what I don't even care.

"I'm always ready. How fu- messed up are we talking?"

"Sooooo fucked up that you'll forget what fucking species you are. So get your fine ass over here, Sinclair!"

"On my way, bro. Let me just change my into my other costume." I said then hung up immediately. I can't wait to drink and just have fun! But I'm going to take an Uber there and back because I don't even want my car keys with me tonight. Matter of fact, I won't let any of us drive there tonight because I don't want one of us to try and drive after the party. Better safe than sorry.

But it should probably get ready now. Getting my hair to look super big is gonna be a problem. Don't even get me started on the actual costume. What can I say? I'm the nanny.

I hope you guys all got that little hint I threw in at the end😁😉buuuut I'm back with an EXTRA LONG ASS CHAPTER JUST TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS FOR BEING SUPER BUSY AND GONE SO LONG😩😩😩😩😩😩😩I'm so sorry and I promise to have faster updates. I'm actually working on the next chapter right now😬😂Thanks for your patience and I love you all muuuuuuch❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️Enjoy!