Becemily oneshots// 2018

❤️ babysitting disaster ❤️

Beca definitely regretted ever buying Bella a penny board for her birthday because now she was sat in front of a shaking Bella with scrapes on her elbows, knees and a cut down her chin. What's more is Beca was freaking out; it's her first day of five days of looking after the three year old and she had already almost killed her when suggesting they try out her new birthday present; Stacie was going to kill her. Bella's shoulder's shook as Beca sat her down on the kitchen counter gently.

"Shhh..." Beca soothed desperately, gently rubbing Bella's back. "Hey, hey, it's okay." Beca hushed, Bella's breaths shaky and huge crocodile tears slipping down her once rosy cheeks, her chest heaving with sobs. "Hey, Aunt Beca will get you all cleaned up. I promise." She whispered, kissing her forehead gently as Bella continued to cry, nodding shakily. "I'm so sorry Bella." Beca sighed, turning to open the kitchen cabinet. She stopped, running to wash her hands to not spread infection before darting back to the cabinet, throwing it open.

Beca rummaged through the cabinet, finding the first aid kit. She held the first aid kit and sided, on her socks, towards the freezer, opening it and grabbing a packet of frozen peas, before opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of grape juice (Bella's favourite) and kicking the doors closed with her foot, the first aid kit held by her teeth as she rushed back to Bella.

"I don't even know what I'm doing." Beca murmured, placing the items on the counter next to the crying girl, her wailing seeming to simmer down. "Okay, I'm going to get you all cleaned up, then it won't hurt at all. You're being so brave Bella." Beca smiled, running her fingers through Bella's light brown hair gently, the little girl crying still. Beca grabbed the frozen peas from beside her and a dish towel, wrapping the packet up. "Now, hold this against your knee, right there where it's going a little purple." Beca said, voice soft as she guided Bella's tiny hand that clutched the towel. "It's going to be a little cold, but you're a brave girl so I know you can handle it." Bella nodded, breaths shaky, letting beca guide her hand to hold the peas over her bruised knee. Bella didn't seem to mind the cold and Beca sighed in relief that one thing was tackled.

Beca glanced at her phone as she rubbed Bella's back, seeing if Emily had texted to say she was back. As soon as Bella had tumbled Beca immediately rang Emily; Emily picked up immediately, knowing Beca taking Bella penny boarding was a recipe for disaster. She told her the damage and Emily said she'd run to the pharmacy for antibiotic cream and a proper gauze instead of the cartoon plasters that definitely wouldn't be enough for the scrapes on Bella's knees and elbows.

"Hey little dude, we're going to have to wash up your battle wounds with some water." Bella wiped away her tears and mumbled something. "It may sting a little bit, so tell me if it's hurting too much, but you're going to be brave right? I promise I'll be brave."

"I-I c-can be b-brave." Bella nods. "M-mama says I'm v-very b-brave." Beca smiles gently, picking up the little girl and bringing her to sit by the sink. Beca stes her down and turns on the hose, putting it at a low, gentle pressure so the water wouldn't attack the little girl's wounds.

"Okay..." Beca then gently runs the water over Bella's scrapes, Bella's face wrinkling and her tiny hand comes to clutch Beca's wrist. "Just a little more, it won't hurt for much longer, I promise."

"Y-you also p-promised I wouldn't f-fall." Bella wailed, Beca turning off the water after the water finished cleaning up the other knee that wasn't bruised. Beca pushed her lips into a fine line in guilt and bowed her head.

"I know, Bell." Beca sighed. "I'm so sorry for not holding on tightly enough." Bella managed a shaky shrug. Before she leaned forward to wrap her tiny arms around Beca, Beca hugging her back tighty, being careful not to graze against her scrapes. Beca then heard the miraculous sound of the door opening, turning her head and seeing Emily bolt into the kitchen after kicking the door closed. Bella immediately brightened and Beca sighed in mass relief her saviour was here.