The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 141

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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 141

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Left foot. Right foot. Hobble.

It’s simple: all you have to do is keep walking. Ignore everyone else, they don’t matter. It’s just you, and you need to make it to the end of the day. Ignore Alec Ryder,
ignore Tiana Cooper and shut everyone out. You don’t want a confrontation, you should stay away from him.

Ignore his irresistible smile. If you see him, walk in the opposite direction. It hurts, but it’s what you need to do.

He’s hurt you, and he doesn’t even realise it.

Just stay away.

I take a long breath in as I turn into the corridor.

I can see people all around, bustling around to reach their lockers and retrieve their books for class: it’s an oddly typical scene for my weary eyes, which can’t help but scan the crowd for a certain someone, despite my instincts which are screaming otherwise.

I feel detached, like I don’t quite know what I’m doing here.

I just know that I want to get through today without seeing Tiana,
and definitely without seeing Alec.

People may call me strong: my ex-boyfriend cheated on me and my sister died, but even I don’t feel strong enough to face that boy
right now.

I’ve been good- I haven’t cried, because I
refuse to let myself lose tears over a stupid boy.

However, one glance at his face and that façade is going to come crumbling down, I can feel it.

Yet still, I search the crowds for him as I hobble, clutching my books tight
to my chest like a lifeline.

Where is he?
There.

Slouched against a locker talking to some guys from the football team.

His hair tousled effortlessly, hands stuffed
deep into the pockets of his jeans as he laughs at something his friend says.

He looks normal, and completely oblivious to the fact that he’s ripped my heart from my chest and stamped on it.

He hooked up with Tiana Cooper, the girl he knows has hurt me so much in the past.

I trusted him, but I should’ve seen it coming
right? I mean, it’s simply implausible for a guy so cool and collected as him to like someone so….well, just not.

The fact that he chose Tiana though? That’s what hurts me the most, above the fact that he slept with another girl.

It’s the ultimate betrayal, and that’s the reason why my heart is throbbing so intensely, not because of a stupid hook up.

Well, that’s what I’m trying to tell myself anyway.

It’s not like I’m his girlfriend: I have no right to be angry if he hooked up with someone.

In his eyes, we’re just friends.

In mine, I want to be so much more, but he can’t know that.

Especially not now.

And just like that, he looks up to meet my gaze.

I freeze as I stare at him, and suddenly the mere seconds I’ve been looking turn to hours, because the sudden flood
of emotion that drowns me is endless.

With one simple look, my knees are feeling weak and the throbbing intensifies.

He hooked up with Tiana.

The corner of his mouth twitches upwards as he spots me and he straightens as though he’s going to head over, but it’s too
late. I drop the eye contact, hiding my burning cheeks behind a curtain of curly dark hair and hobble towards my locker as quickly as I can. My breath comes out in little pants as I slump there, opening my locker to shove
a folder in there hurriedly as I lean on my crutches.

One look from Alec, and I’m reduced to this? I’m pathetic.

I fight the urge to look back over my shoulder, but it’s too much: I can’t help it. I glance behind to see that Alec is frowning at me- confused as to why I blew him off.

In our second moment of eye contact, I’m more prepared.

I drop my gaze immediately, slam my locker door and step into the crowd rushing towards class.

For once in my life, I’m grateful for my petite size- I’ve blended into the crowd and he can’t reach me anymore.

He can’t see that my head is rushing as quickly as my heart thumps against my ribcage, and he can’t see that I’m a wreck. I
made little attempt at looking semi-decent today, meaning I’m in school with a non-brushed mop of curls, some baggy leggings and my oldest pair of converse.

No wonder he prefers girls like Tiana, right? I can’t blame him to be honest.

Speak of the devil, and she should appear.

I glance up with watery blue eyes to see Tiana, just ahead of me.

She’s leant against a locker with two of her cronies on either side, looking unsurprisingly perfect as she smiles smugly at me.

Expecting her to say something, I tighten
my grip on my crutches handles and straighten, but she just turns away to talk to her friends. “You know, I had
the most amazing s-x last night,” She says deliberately loudly, and my chest instantly tightens. “Honestly, Alec Ryder is so good in bed…Well, I say bed, but it was all
over the house really. We didn’t stop.” With a vicious smirk in my direction, she flips her hair over her shoulder like the classic b---h she is.

I choke back a sob and hurriedly limp away. The only person I’ve told about the
message last night is Violet, and I crave to have her with me now but she had to go to homeroom early, meaning I’m completely alone until the first bell.

What am I going to do?

“Sorry about Tiana,” A pretty blonde girl pats me on the arm, and I recognise her as one of Tiana’s more distant cronies.

“She has a soft spot for Alec Ryder, and she
wasn’t going to just stop fighting for him. She’s stubborn like that, especially when she doesn’t get her way.

Don’t worry about him though, you can do so much better anyway.” She offers me what I deem as a comforting smile.

Really? Can I do better than the swamp monster, the guy who plays with his younger sister when he thinks no- one can see?

The guy who came into the girls restrooms
for me, just to give me a shoulder to cry on? Who embarrassed my worst enemy and stood up for me in front of the entire school?

The thing is, I don’t think I can do better than Alec Ryder.

And I certainly don’t want to.

“Thanks,” I nod to the girl anyway, wiping back a stray tear, “That’s sweet.” She gives me an apologetic smile,
before rushing off in the opposite direction towards her queen Tiana.

I’m left alone again, and I tuck a curl behind
my ear and head off to class.

I know I’ll be early, but to be honest, anything is better than standing here
gormlessly mourning after a boy I never stood a chance with.

I walk as quickly as my tattered converse and
crutches will take me, but luckily for me, it’s not long until I see the face I’ve been craving to see since last night.

“Riley!” I spot Violet at the same time as she spots me, and she charges at me from within the crowd, pushing people away uncaringly in her fight to reach me.

Her hair is now a dark maroon colour and I think it’s the nicest yet, but I don’t get more than a second to see it before my head is buried in her shoulder and she’s clutching me
into a hug that I’ve needed for too many hours. “Riley, oh my gosh, he’s such a jerk,” She mutters into my head, “I
love you so much sweetie, and I know it hurts, but you can’t let him get to you. Your tears aren’t worth any man,
okay? If he can’t see that, then he’s a complete tool.”