Baby

Chapter 6

You may feel alone, dark monsters rising inside i will help you fight them.
-unknown

I woke up the next morning and decided to make breakfast for me and Baby to show her more food she hadn't had before. I head down the hallway and into the kitchen, trying to be quiet so as not to wake her up. I get all the ingredients out to make pancakes, sausage, eggs, French toast, and fruit on the side.

Once I finish cooking, I head down the hallway to wake her up, opening her door, but when I do, I notice she isn't in bed. My heart drops to my stomach in panic as I run out of her room to check the bathroom.

I open the bathroom door and look inside to see that she isn't in there either. "Baby," I call as I run back down the hallway towards the living room, checking in there for her. When I see she's not there either, I run, opening the door, thinking she may have wondered about the clubhouse again.

Opening the door, I'm relieved to see her standing by the pool, a little too close for comfort, talking to Millie. I speed-walked over to her, grasping her by the waist and pulling her back away from the pool, causing her to gasp.

I sigh in relief as I hold her in my arms, reassuring myself that she is safe. "Baby, you can't stand that close to the pool," I tell her as I turn her around to face me. She looks at me confused. "Why not? I just wanted to show Millie," she says, holding her doll up.

I nod. "I know, honey, but you can't get that close; you could have fallen in and gotten hurt." She looks at me with wide eyes before looking at the pool and stepping away from it. "I promise I will take you swimming soon, but you can't go near it without me," I tell her, leading her away from the pool back into the apartment.

I lead her into the kitchen, where the food is still sitting, waiting to be eaten. I pull out the stool for her, pushing it in as she sits. "What is this?" she asks, looking at all the food.

"Breakfast"

I sit a plate down in front of her and fill it with some of the food I made, watching as her eyes widen at the amount of food I loaded onto her plate. "It's too much," she says as she looks at it all.

I nod while I finish filling my plate and sit down on the stool beside her. "Just eat as much as you can," I say while cutting up my pancakes. I watch as she picks up her food using her hands, ignoring the fork I gave her and shoveling eggs into her mouth.

I smile in amusement before reaching over and handing her her fork, showing her how to hold it and eat with it. It takes her a few tries before she gets the hang of it.

I eat my food, trying to block out the sound of her moaning as she tries all the different foods for the first time. I think about telling her to stop making the noises, but she looks so content that I don't want to bother her.

I eat my food, enduring the torturous pain of my erection as I try to fight it off. We eat our food in silence; the only sound heard is our chewing and Baby's occasional moans at the taste.

Once we finish, I pick up our plates and head to the sink to wash them. "Why don't you go watch TV while I clean up?" I tell her, putting the leftovers in bowls to take to the clubhouse to my brothers.

I finish washing the dishes and grab the bowls, heading to the living room. Baby sits on the couch watching some show with a monkey and a man dressed like a banana. "Hey, come on, we are going to the clubhouse," I say, waiting for her to turn off the TV.

We head out the door and to the clubhouse, with Baby skipping along with me, looking at everything with childlike curiosity. As we walk in, my brothers nod to me in greeting, some saying good morning.

I head past them to the kitchen, with Baby following close behind me, her hand gripping my shirt. I set the bowls on the counter for anyone who wanted them. I see Bruisers old lady standing at the counter making cookies. "Hey Viola," I say, causing her to turn around.

She turns around, smiling at me in a friendly way, then looks at Baby, who is hiding behind me slightly. "Hi, you must be Baby; I've heard so much about you," she says, holding her hand out to her for a handshake.

Baby jumps before settling and looking at Viola's confused hand. I grab her hand in mine and place it in Viola's. Viola moves Baby's hand up and down. "That's a handshake; it's how you greet people," Viola tells her before letting Baby's hand go.

She smiles at Baby. "Do you want to help me?" She asks, nodding to the cookies she is making, "I don't know how." Baby frowns at her, looking melancholy. Viola just smiles at Baby and says, "That's ok, I'll show you." Baby looks to me as if asking for permission.

I nod at her, telling her it's okay. "I'll come get you in a little while I have to go talk to Hero," I tell her, rubbing her back reassuringly. She nods shyly, walking over to Viola. I head out of the kitchen into the lounge, spotting Hero on one of the couches.

"Hey man," I say, taking a seat next to him. "Hey, what's up?" He greets me back as he shoos the girl who was on his lap. She grumbles, pouting as she walks away, but we both ignore her. "Did you have one of the old ladies get Baby some clothes?"

He nods, "Yeah, I asked Molly; she said she would bring them over this afternoon." I nod, Molly is Tigger's fiancé, one of the newer club members. "How's your girl doing?" he asks me, amused as I shake my head at him.

"She's not my girl," I tell him, glaring at him. He chuckles but doesn't say anything back. We chill for a few hours discussing club business and other things until he has to go.

I head back into the kitchen to get Baby. I smile when I hear her giggling as she rolls the cookies into balls. "Hey," I say bringing attention to myself.

Baby runs over, wrapping her arms around my waist in a hug. I hug her back, ignoring Viola's smirk at me.

"Come on, let's head back. It's about time for lunch," I tell her, nodding in thanks to Viola. Baby says bye to Viola, smiling before I lead her out of the clubhouse to my apartment.

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