Uhm, two months?
Yeah, almost two months.
I have been staying here for almost two months. I want to work but Louis won't let me. Because he doesn’t want me to get tired? Well, that's just how I feel now about taking care of Jaxon. He has been at school for a week and every time he comes home, he is always full of sweat. Once, he went home with Leyla, I found out that he had a lot of friends and playmates so he could not hide from me the wound he received on his left knee.
"I already told you, Jaja! I did not run! My classmates pushed me."
I rolled my eyes and pulled his leg. I treat his wound and spoke.
"Oh, really? Don't blame others for your meanness, Jaxon. If you still did not follow my commands, I'll take you back to mom and dad--"
"Okay, all right! I'll be good, I promise. Just please don't take me back there."