ADOPTED BY BILLIE EILISH

Chapter Twenty-eight

TW:sh

Y/ns pov.

I went to my room and checked the comments on my insta post.

Comments

@badaddance: bitch learn how to dance

@billiefan5577:yo i feel bad for billie

@billiestanofccc:look at fatty trying to impress boys huh?

@rocketbils:GUYS JUST LEAVE HER TF ALONE,SHE LOOKED GREAT!!!!
@billieshoe replied to @rocketbils
@billieshoe: cap^^^

@y/noconel_hp:  go kys fat ass

@dancetutsheesh: when she tries to dance she looks like a dying camel. Lmfao

@billie_is_da_best: DIE BITCH

@billllll000: nobody likes you bitch

@billove: go hurt yourself

I throw my phone across the room. They're right, i can't really kms now, but... CUT. That's it.

I walk to my bathroom and sit on the cold floor. I find a blade in one of the cabinets.

I roll up my shorts and count to ten, cutting deeper with every number.

I sneak downstairs and grab a bunch of band-aids from the kitchen. I sneak back up and put band-aids on my cuts. I roll my shorts back down, wipe the tears on my face and go back to moms room.

God. I missed the good, old feeling of blades. I lay down next to mom "where were you?" she asks "uhh... Just in my room, i-i had to wash my face" i make up an excuse "oh okay, come here" mom says opening her arms for me. I get in her arms and cuddle into her.

I quietly sob, but i guess bils heard. "what's wrong?" she asks "i-i just f-feel bad for uhm you, i don't want you to be sick" i lie "baby, i'm gonna be alright, it's just a little sickness" mom rubs my back "yeah, you're right" i fake sigh.

I lay in her arms till we both fall asleep.

(next morning)

Damn i really slept for 16 hours and so did mom? She barely ever sleeps. I mean it makes sense, she's sick.

As i'm day dreaming i feel mom moving and see that she's waking up.

"goodmorning ma" i smile, giving her a kiss on the forehead "morning love" mom says cuddling more into me, clearly not wanting to get up.

"what time is it?" she groans. "8 am" i anwser checking my phone "hmm... What time do you have dance?" she asks "11 am" i simply anwser "okay, little more sleepy time" she says with a baby voice "okay" i laugh and wrap my arms around her

We lay in bed for abot 30 minutes till momma finally decides to get up.

We made our way downstairs to the kitchen. Each drank a coffee and talked.

It was now 10 so i decided to start getting ready for dance.

I had ballet at 11am and than hiphop at 12.30am and hiphop trio at 2pm.
No breaks inbetwean.

I put this on...

The shorts were enough to cover the scars so were good. And, oh you can not forget moms new shoes that came too small for her so they're mine now...

I grabed my bag and went downstairs. I found out mom was already waiting in the car so i went out and got in the car.
Mom drove me to dance.

I walked in and put on my ballet shoes and walked to class.

Most kids were already there. "hello y/n" Mina, the teacher says "hey" i respond and find myself a spot.

We practiced our choreo and streached. Now it was time for hip hop. I met up with Kleo and we went together. That also went by quickly and so did the trio.

Mom was waiting for me outside already. I got in her car.

"hey darling" she says "hi mom" i weakly hug her "how did it go?" she asks driving off "good but tireing" i respond "i get it kid, when i was little i danced too, it was hard" she whines "that's what she said, sorry" i laugh. When ever i'm tired everything becomes funny and dirty. Tbh idk why.

We talked most of the drive home. Oh yeah i forgot to tell you, good news, mom felt alot better today, she said she was perfecty fine so that's good.  Bad news is that my cuts hurt so bad, like they're on fire when i dance, but the pain is so good?

"y/n" i get snapped out of my thoughts "you okay, you've been zoning out for the past 10 minutes" mom worriedly asks "yeah, i'm okay, thanks mom"...