Kidnapped By Billie Eilish // Re-Written Version

Chapter One

Hannah's p.o.v:

Today was tiring, I had a horrible day at school as per usual. Claudia and Bella made me feel better, though. And as we were sat in the lunch table, I over heard some people talking about..a girl. Not just any girl, a girl that was supposedly fresh from a mental asylum. I got distracted listening in on them and realised that I had missed half of the things Claudia and Bella were talking about.

But right now, that didn't matter. Because it was all hours ago, and it was after school on a Friday. And as some stupid teacher at my school says - very creepily - what happens in school, stays in school.

I'm sat upon my bed watching TV - like I usually do after school - when the intruder alert in my house goes off. Other times it has gone off it's just been the wind blowing a little too hard against the door, so I didn't worry too much.

I sigh and roll my eyes as I begin to lift myself off of the bed to turn the alert off. I make my way down the stairs and as I reach the front door, I see that it's shut. Well thank the heavens up above it isn't an intruder. Although, if it was, at least my life would have something actually happen in it for once.

I turn the alarm off and head back up stairs to my bedroom. Just as I'm about to walk into my room, I freeze on the spot.

There was a girl in my room, looking through my drawers. Knowing she was most likely dangerous, I walk in quietly and grab my bat, which I kept beside my bed in case of situations like this. Thankfully, she didn't see me as she had her back facing me.

I took a deep, yet silent breath in before exhaling and stepping closer to the girl. But of course, my dumb ass stepped on my bop-it. I honestly don't even know why I still have that thing, nobody else my age plays with them anymore!

"Bop-it!" I hear beneath my foot.

"Oh shit." I say as the girl in my room turns around quickly in panic.

I automatically go straight for hitting her. I throw the bat forwards but nothing happens, as the girl had grabbed the bat just as it was about to hit her. She starts laughing hysterically. My eyes widen as I stare at her hand gripping my bat so tight that her knuckles had started turning white.

I avert my eyes over to hers slowly. Her facial expression nearly completely matched mine, but she seemed more surprised at the fact that she'd caught the bat than seeing me right in front of her eyes.

"I-I caught it.." She whispered, as if she were talking to herself.

"That, you did. Can you..let go?" I asked, hoping she would be so surprised at her own actions that she would just..listen.

But she didn't. Instead, her expression grew angry and she pulled the bat straight from my hands and threw it at the wall behind her before wrapping her arms around me and throwing me on the bed and climbing on top of me.

"Get the fuck off of me, you freak!" I yell, pushing her backwards and onto the floor.

Not caring to see if she was okay or not, I get up and start running down my stairs. But the girl clearly had other plans than letting me escape, so she ran down too. Half way down, she pushed me. I let out a shriek of terror as my body flew down and hitting the group.

"You sick mother fucker!" I yell as I pull myself off of the ground in pain.

"First it's a freak, and now I'm a sick mother fucker? Fuck you, bitch!" The girl yelled, pushing me over again and pinning me down.

"Let go!" I yell back, trying to kick her but failing miserably as my legs were too short to reach her back.

"No! You tried to hurt me, just like they did!" She spat in my face and my eyes widened once again.

"Who the fuck is they?!" I shout in her face, hoping that this time she would stop being an idiot and would just answer me.

"The nurses and doctors! They thought I was crazy so kept stabbing me with fucking needles!" Now I didn't care about her shouting. I just focused on trying to get the fuck away from this psycho bitch.

I forcefully softened my features. "If you let me go, I will give you a hug. Is that what you want? A hug?"

The girl didn't respond. Instead, she immediately got off me and helped me up. Once I was standing up, I started to speak. "Thank y-" I didn't get to finish what I was saying because she wrapped her arms around me.

"Oh, god, this is all I've wanted since I were 12!" She began, her grip tight around my small-ish body, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" That's when I noticed that she was now sobbing over my shoulder.

"Er, it's okay.." I said awkwardly, just wanting this to be over with.

She sobbed, and sobbed, and sobbed until she finally pulled away and grabbed hold of my hands. "You are so nice! Nobody has even looked in my direction for 7 years, apart from my doctors!" And then she was sobbing again.

For a moment, I felt something for her. Maybe it was sympathy, but maybe it was dread, that she'd never stop sobbing.

"I'm not surprised.." I muttered to myself, but she heard.

And damn was that something I quickly regretted.

She let go of my hands. "What the fuck did you just say?" Her voice had changed, along with her expression. She sounded blown away and her face looked angry.

"Nothing. I was talking to myself." I say, truthfully.

"You fucking think I'm ugly, everyone fucking does! I'm going to fucking kill you!" She yelled, and grabbed and pushed down on my throat.

I acted quickly, lifting my foot up and kicking her in the stomach. She let go and doubled over in pain.

I ran out the front door and didn't stop running.

"That bitch is fucking crazy.." I say to myself as I ran.

A/N: Hope y'all like the first chapter 😳