𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲?

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Billie's POV

"Alright Billie, just sign these papers here and Ariana is all your's."

I grabbed the pen that the social worker gave me and signed my name.

I cant believe it.

She's mine again.

"Ariana, your name as well please?" He asked.

She sighed and signed her signature as well.

"Alright. If you have any questions or problems, you just call my number, alright?"

"Thank you. And we will." I responded, shaking his hand.

We had finally left the police station and got back in my car.

It was silent.

Completely and utterly silent.

There's so many questions going through my head.

One of the main one's was why?

Why did she lie for me?

I fucked her up badly but she still lied for me.

I wasn't gonna ask her right away but it's really messing with my head.

I'm her legal guardian now since Joan is going to jail and her 'brother' isn't old enough to take care of her.

Seven years.

I have seven years to get her comfortable with me.

And I'm gonna make this shit work, believe it.

"I-...I wanna go back to my house to pick up some stuff.... If that's okay with you." She broke the silence.

"Yeah, of course." 

She's moving in with me so it only makes sense that she'd bring her stuff.

~

"So where do I put all my stuff?"

"Um, well this is my room so I guess you can have this room if you want and I can sleep in Finneas' old room or vise versa." I really wanted to keep my room though. All my things are in here.

I grew up in here.

"I could take your brother's room I guess." She shrugged.

Thank god.

"Alright, you want me to help you unpack?"

She shook her head no as we both walked into Finn's room.

This is so awkward for some reason.

"Okay, umm... let me know if you need anything."

I was about to walk out of the room when I heard a faint "Wait," from Ariana.

"Yeah?" I asked, turning back around.

"R-... Remember that time when I-I was twelve and I had asked you... If you could help me with my homework?" Vaguely.

"Sort of. Why?"

"That night... I had a nightmare and you told me to go back to sleep. Later on, you told me- you said t-that you loved me."

Oh god I remember this now.

"Mhm." I hummed in response.

"D-Did you mean it?"