The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 17

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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 17

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Silence echoes her departure for a second, before Alec snaps into action by turning the TV on. Immediately a loud burst of music blares through the speakers around
the room, and we all jump a mile from our seats, hearts jump starting in shock.

It’s only after a second’s
hesitation that all goes quiet once more as Alec presses the mute button in a rush. I turn to face him with a scowl, my heart still beating rapidly from the shock. “Nice
one, Ryder.”

Alec puts his hands in the air in surrender, a sheepish smile curving his lips. “Not my fault.”

I roll my eyes and turn to Millie, who still looks a little stunned from the incident.

“Hey Millie, are you okay?”

I’m surprised to say the least when she bursts into tears.

“I want m-m-mommy!” She wails, clutching her teddy in a death grip. S--t. I turn to Alec in panic, and my expression is mirrored in his features.

Well- he’s going to be no help whatsoever then. I dart towards Millie and scoop her up into my arms, rocking her awkwardly as
she sobs. “Alec,” I hiss, “Go and fetch some tissues, and her favourite candy or something.”

“Which one is her favourite?” He panics.

If I didn’t have a screaming baby in my arms, I would probably find this
situation hilarious and laugh at Alec for hours. But I do have a screaming baby in my arms- and so the sheer amusement of this situation is masked by my own panic.

Does she suffer from parent withdrawal or was it just shock? Is that why Marie won’t leave her with Alec on his own?

If that is the reason, then I completely sympathise- Alec doesn’t seem to have a clue. How could everything
go so wrong so quickly?

“Shh baby, shhh,” I coo in her ear, “It’s going to be
alright.

Mommy will be home soon, okay?” She calms down the tiniest fraction at this, but still continues to cry noisily into my tee shirt.

After rocking back and forth for
another thirty seconds to no avail- I try different tactics.

I heave us both up from the floor and walk around, stroking her hair and murmuring sweet nothings in her ear.

“Hey Millie, I’ve got a special cupcake in my bag all for you. Would you like it?”

I’m not sure if she didn’t hear me at first or whether she was contemplating the offer, but it takes her a few seconds to nod into my neck.

Tears flow freely down my shoulder, but the once body wracking sobs have calmed now and I couldn’t be more grateful. I sit down
on the couch, Millie still clinging to me, and pull the cupcake from my box.

“Take a look at this Millie.” I
whisper.

She pulls away slowly, revealing a tear stained face which breaks my heart into a million tiny pieces.

She visibly brightens at the sight of the treat though, and looks to me for permission before taking the cupcake and
snuggling back into my arms.

Every now and then, she hiccups with tears or takes a gasp for air- still recovering from the after effects of her breakdown.

“I have tissues!” Alec jogs into the room, still in a rushed state.

“I wasn’t sure which candy she liked though, so I brought a load of different ones. “ He stiffens when he
sees us on the couch- Millie licking the icing off a cupcake,
and me shooting him piercing death glares. “Aw,” He m0ans loudly, “Who brought the cupcake?”

“That’s a very good question. Who brought the tissues when I needed them? Hmm…the answer to that would have to be…Nobody.“ I stare pointedly at Alec, eyebrows
raised.

“I’m not your bloody maid service, Greene.” Alec grunts
moodily, “I panicked. You can’t blame me for that.” I sigh
at this and turn back to Millie.

Her lavender eyelids are
already drooping drowsily and she’s snuggled up into my arms in a way that I can’t help but grin at. “I’ve got to
get this little one to bed.” Slowly and carefully, I straighten up with Millie in my arms, only wobbling slightly.

She watches me through half closed eyelids, her lips forming a weak smile despite her sleepiness.

The cupcake wrapper is clutched into her tiny fist.