Chapter 3

I groaned clinging to the woman, I really did like not fighting her, it was..nice and I liked that she wanted me, actually wanted me and wanted to get to know me. But I really hope she doesn't leave me.

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Lyla's POV

I was really excited, it felt a hell of a lot better that we had that conversation, I didn't want to control anything so I let Brandy talk to me about it and talk to me about how she felt. It seems like she wants to do this just as much as I want to do this. I know it'll take some time and getting used to each other. Sure we've seen each other since the beginning of the semester but we didn't know much about each other. We had a very long conversation, she asked if I was going to give her rules, but as she wasn't officially my little I didn't want her to feel like I was controlling things. Though I did want to ease her into taking care of herself again I only gave her one rule, to make sure she goes to school.

"But that's not fair!" The girl shouted, getting off my lap. I raised an eyebrow and she sat back down her face turning a light pink.

"And what's not fair about that hm? You need to go love, it's just one rule sweetheart." She refused to look at me and rolled her eyes. I chuckled, she's still going to be stubborn regardless, I thought. I stood up with her in my arms and hoisted her on my hip.

"Let's get some food in that tummy of yours hm?" She shook her head and hid her face in the crook of my neck. I walked around her house looking for her kitchen, once I found the kitchen I set her down.

"Whatcha hungry for little one?" I asked her. She shook her head once again and walked out of the kitchen. I followed her out of the kitchen as she ran into the living room jumping on the couch.

"Tv!" She said while grabbing the remote. I frowned confused why she didn't want to eat. I went back into the kitchen and washed my hands. I went into the refrigerator and grabbed the jelly and strawberries and then I went into the cabinet grabbing the peanut butter. I peeked into the living room seeing she was sitting crisscross on the couch watching cartoons. She must be feeling little, I thought continuing to make her sandwich. Once I finished her making her sandwich, I cut it up into fours, cutting the crust off just in case she didn't like crust. Then I cut up some strawberries, in one of the cabinets I found a peppa pig plate set for toddlers, I put her food on the plate and set it on the table.

"Brandy sweetie can you turn the tv off and come here please?" I called for her. A few minutes went by and I haven't heard a response or movement. I went into the living room and she was engrossed in the tv.

"Love, it's time to eat c'mon tv off and come on to the table." I got a loud whine in response. Yep definitely slipping. I grabbed the remote and turned off the tv. And maybe I shouldn't have done that because the next thing I knew Brandy's face scrunched up and she let out a very loud cry. She got onto the floor and started kicking and screaming banging her little fists on the ground. I stood there shocked that she would do that and tried to get her up.

"Brandy Rain Jefferson if you don't get your little self up off of that ground right now!" I heard a stern voice, only it wasn't mine. As if it was instantly, Brandy got up from the floor and her sobs rang throughout the house. It was the girl from earlier, Grace.

"You hush that crying right now little girl, you know better, wait in your room for me and please don't make me repeat myself." She said, I watched the small girl run out of the living room.

"You didn't have to talk to her that way, she's um-"

"Yes I'm aware she's little I usually am the one that babysits her only she hasn't slipped in months. How did you know? Did she tell you? She's told me about you." Grace started rambling

"Yes she's told me, I found her pacifier, a few other events happened after that. I'm a caregiver I'm used to littles behaving this way, eventually I'll learn how to manage that behavior."

"Clearly not, she just threw a major tantrum, what did you say to her?" Grace said getting defensive.

"I called out for her to eat, she didn't want to cooperate, in fact she more so ignored me because the tv was distracting her so I turned it off, I don't necessarily have to explain myself to you, Brandy and I discussed us easing into this, I understand that she'll do this, and I will handle it accordingly. But thank you for your concern." Grace scoffed and went into Brandy's bedroom.

Grace's POV

I don't know who that Lyla girl thinks she is, but cg or not Brandy knows better than to talk to her that way. I went into Brandy's room and I saw the small girl letting out sobs into her pillow. I softly tapped her on the shoulder and her sobs silenced. She looked up at me sniffling, her eyes red and puffy.

"Brandy, I'm disappointed in you little girl, now why did you act like that hm?" I asked her making her look me in the eyes.

"Cause, she turn off da tv." She said sniffling

"Now I understand you were watching tv, but she told you it was time to eat yes?" She nodded, "Exactly, that was absolutely no reason for you to throw a tantrum like that, now because she doesn't have permission to punish you I'm going too, you know I don't like doing it, but you know better." I said guiding the girl over my knee.

"You'll only be getting five spanks alright? I came over here to check on you love, and I am disappointed to come in the house seeing you act like this. Now, I want you to count them for me okay? And when we are done in here you will go out and apologize to Lyla for your behavior understand?"

"Yes Gracie." She whimpered. I pulled only her pants down, and I rubbed her bottom indicating I was about to start. "What color are we at hm?" I asked her, "Gween." She whimpered. I nodded and spanked her lightly once.

"O-one," I spanked her again a bit harder. "T-two!" I spanked her two more times harder but not hard enough to leave a mark, "Thwee, f-four!" She whispered tearing up again. "Alright sweetie what's your color?" I asked her again. "G-gween!" She said starting to rub her bottom. I moved her hand and spanked her once more before picking her up and hugging her.

"I never want to do this again understand?" She nodded and apologized.

"You're forgiven love, but go and apologize to Lyla because that wasn't very nice."

Lyla's POV

I sat on the couch unsure of what to do while waiting for brandy. I heard her little footsteps as she walked up to me.

"What's up hun?" She looked down playing with the bottom of her shirt.

"Sorrys for throwin tantrum." I pulled the girl into my lap and watched as she snuggled into me.

"It's alright sweetie, you're forgiven but next time tell me what you want instead of throwing a tantrum okay hun? Now go on and eat your food while I talk to Grace." I said getting her up and sending her off with a soft pat on the bottom, she winced so I think I can take a hint as to what had happened in that room.

"I'm sorry I kind of came in here and took over, I'm used to correcting her and I just need to get used too you being here for her, but if you hurt her I swear to God you won't like me at all." I laughed shaking my head.

"You won't have to worry about that at all. Trust me. But it's fine thank you for the help."

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Heyyyyyyyy welcome back to my shitshow agagagagaga. I'm so sorry ya'll I didn't know how to end that chapter and I'm sleepy now- but bear with meeee bear- yeah bear- I think- whatever you know what I mean. I hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter ahahaaaa- embarrassing lemme go-