Their Little Rebel {Waterloo Road}

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Olivia sat in her bed. She was feeding Esmè. She looked at her baby and smiled. She got her settled just as the door opened. Olivia looked to see Rachel who frowned at her. "Is she okay?" Rachel asked.

"She is fine," Olivia said.

Rachel looked to her and frowned. "Are you sure? Are you feeding her properly?" She asked.

Olivia sighed as she looked at her mum. She knew it wasn't easy with Esmè. And she knew she was young and alone. And definitely hard. But she knew she was trying her best. "Mum. I know what I'm doing. I don't see you judging Madison."

"Madison is an adult," Rachel said.

Olivia looked to her and nodded. "I know. I know that I'm young. But she is my baby. Not yours. And I know how to look after her. I don't need you breathing down my neck, waiting for me to mess up. If I need your help, I will ask for it," Olivia said.

Rachel looked to her and nodded. She walked off as Olivia ran her hands through her hair and sighed.

Olivia knew it wasn't easy. And she knew Esmè wasn't easy. But she knew this was something she had to do alone. And Rachel was starting to get too much.

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Olivia got to Madison's and smiled as she saw Madison with the small baby. "She's beautiful," Olivia said.

Madison smiled. "Isn't she? Are you okay?" Madison asked.

Olivia sighed and nodded. "I'm just sick of mum. She's interfering and trying to control everything. I know it isn't easy. But Esmè is my baby," Olivia said.

Madison looked to her and smiled. "Mum has always been that way. I know it's hard. But ignore her. And trust that you're doing a great job. And you don't need mum to get into your head," Madison said.

Olivia smiled as she looked to a sleeping Esmè. "Where's Tom?" She asked.

"He's in the shower. Penny was sick. It's hard with us two. So it's going to be hard for you. But I know that you're a great mum," Madison said.

Olivia smiled. She was thankful for Madison. And how Madison was there to support her throughout everything. And she knew just how patronising Rachel could be. And how hard it could be.

Olivia just hoped that she could keep it all together. As it was getting to her.

****

Olivia stood walking Esmè. She looked to see a car pull up besides her. She looked and frowned as she saw who it was. "What do you want?" Olivia asked.

"Don't be like that Olivia. I think we need to talk," he said.

Olivia looked to him and rolled her eyes. "I don't think we have anything to talk about," Olivia said.

"We do. Our baby. I'm her father. And I have a right to be in her life," he said.

Olivia looked at him. She rolled her eyes. "And how do you think that will go if I tell everyone it was Max Tyler who got me pregnant. Let's face it pal. You don't have a leg to stand on," Olivia said as she walked off.

Max sat in his car staring. He was going to be apart of his daughter's life. One way or another.