Chapter 31 - A Conspiracy With God and Santa
"Catherine! Please get into bed now!" Meredith called up the stairs. She started to walk up the stairs. She had to get out of her house, and that was why a 17 year old girl was babysitting. She walked up the stairs and eventually made it into the room of the 5 year old. Her blankets were rumpled at the base of the bed and the young girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Catherine? You're mother is going to be really mad!" She smiled a little smile and whipped around to the walk in closet. She pulled the door open and the girl was there, hidden within the swirling darkness.
"Awwww. Merry please just one more hours?" Meredith smiled. She loved this kid, envying her at the same time. This girl had a dad who was a pilot and a mother who did some acting at the theatre where Meredith worked. At least she had parents with remotely normal jobs. Meredith had two parents who were FBI agents and everytime they worked on a case she either had to come with them or stayed with a friend until she turned fifteen.
"No more hours Catherine now where's your brother?"
"BOO!" Asher jumped out from behind. Meredith jumped around, seeing him coming suddenly. Her mind was going wacky. She pressed her temples.
"Asher and Catherine please get into bed." She begged. The two children jumped on Catherine's bed. She was extremely jealous. Both kids had ginger hair, straight ginger hair. She gave another little smile.
"Guys, please." She begged again. They shook their heads no.
"Well then I guess I'll just have to tell your parents not to let me bring my movies tomorrow." That got the kids in their respectable rooms. Asher was in bed in an instant, Catherine sat on her bed.
"Meredith?"
"Yes." Meredith said and sat on the bed with the little 5 year old and looked at her, the girl's eyes looking straight through her.
"What's it like to die?" Meredith gave a weak laugh.
"You heard about that too huh?" She said. The girl nodded widely. Meredith smiled. "Well I wasn't really dead. It's like I went on vacation." The girl obviously wanted a good story. Meredith smiled and then started a huge lie. "Well, I met God and he said that if Catherine doesn't start getting to bed on time he'll tell Santa not to bring her presents anymore!" Catherine turned pale. SHe looked at Meredith.
"God really said that?"
"Something like that." She nodded. The girl pulled the covers up and Meredith helped tuck the girl in. Meredith flicked the lights off again. She watched as the girl's eyes closed.
"Night Catherine." She said. The girl's breathing became deep.
"Night." She murmurred under her breath. She walked back down the stair. Good, she thought. All the good horror movies on satellite are on now. It was her secret passion, horror movies.
She slumped on the couch and looked at the phone and contemplated calling WIlliam to come over. The cool thing about Catherine and Asher's parents is they respected her friends and allowed her to have a few friends over while she babysat. Plus they had the best food, over 800 channels and let's not forget the huge trampoline and indoor swimming pool.
She grabbed the phone. She contemplated once more.
Then she started dialing.
"Catherine! Please get into bed now!" Meredith called up the stairs. She started to walk up the stairs. She had to get out of her house, and that was why a 17 year old girl was babysitting. She walked up the stairs and eventually made it into the room of the 5 year old. Her blankets were rumpled at the base of the bed and the young girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Catherine? You're mother is going to be really mad!" She smiled a little smile and whipped around to the walk in closet. She pulled the door open and the girl was there, hidden within the swirling darkness.
"Awwww. Merry please just one more hours?" Meredith smiled. She loved this kid, envying her at the same time. This girl had a dad who was a pilot and a mother who did some acting at the theatre where Meredith worked. At least she had parents with remotely normal jobs. Meredith had two parents who were FBI agents and everytime they worked on a case she either had to come with them or stayed with a friend until she turned fifteen.
"No more hours Catherine now where's your brother?"
"BOO!" Asher jumped out from behind. Meredith jumped around, seeing him coming suddenly. Her mind was going wacky. She pressed her temples.
"Asher and Catherine please get into bed." She begged. The two children jumped on Catherine's bed. She was extremely jealous. Both kids had ginger hair, straight ginger hair. She gave another little smile.
"Guys, please." She begged again. They shook their heads no.
"Well then I guess I'll just have to tell your parents not to let me bring my movies tomorrow." That got the kids in their respectable rooms. Asher was in bed in an instant, Catherine sat on her bed.
"Meredith?"
"Yes." Meredith said and sat on the bed with the little 5 year old and looked at her, the girl's eyes looking straight through her.
"What's it like to die?" Meredith gave a weak laugh.
"You heard about that too huh?" She said. The girl nodded widely. Meredith smiled. "Well I wasn't really dead. It's like I went on vacation." The girl obviously wanted a good story. Meredith smiled and then started a huge lie. "Well, I met God and he said that if Catherine doesn't start getting to bed on time he'll tell Santa not to bring her presents anymore!" Catherine turned pale. SHe looked at Meredith.
"God really said that?"
"Something like that." She nodded. The girl pulled the covers up and Meredith helped tuck the girl in. Meredith flicked the lights off again. She watched as the girl's eyes closed.
"Night Catherine." She said. The girl's breathing became deep.
"Night." She murmurred under her breath. She walked back down the stair. Good, she thought. All the good horror movies on satellite are on now. It was her secret passion, horror movies.
She slumped on the couch and looked at the phone and contemplated calling WIlliam to come over. The cool thing about Catherine and Asher's parents is they respected her friends and allowed her to have a few friends over while she babysat. Plus they had the best food, over 800 channels and let's not forget the huge trampoline and indoor swimming pool.
She grabbed the phone. She contemplated once more.
Then she started dialing.