B.E. Oneshot Book ✔

You Killed Her

Story description:

Billie's family blames Lillie, Billie's daughter, for her death after she passed away from giving birth. And as Lillie grows up, they make her life a living hell.

A 'BMIAIEB' alternate universe story.

⚠️WARNING⚠️ mental/emotional abuse, suicidal thoughts, self harming

Read with caution!
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Lillie

I stared through my bedroom window as I watched the rain fall heavily from above.

Listening to the rain fall calmed me, but it also made me more tired than I already was, and I did not want to go to sleep and wake up crying to yet another nightmare.

My eyes flickered down the the screws that held the window shut. They bolted it shut so I wouldn't try to escape for the 5th time.

I sighed and rubbed my stinging, scratchy eyes. I knew I had bags under them, I didn't even have to look in the mirror to know I looked horrible, mentally and physically.

You can blame my grandparents for that. For as long as I could remember they've made my life miserable. I'm reminded constantly of how much they hate me.

They torment me almost everyday, making me to chores and calling me names.

A disgrace, a mistake.

And you could probably tell how much of a toll it was taking on my mental health. I don't take care of my body like I should, I barely eat, and I hardly get any sleep because of my nightmares and night terrors.

And mom's brother? He was the worst of them both combined. I dreaded being in the same room as him, he intimidated me.

And as for his girlfriend, she just ignored me, pretending like I don't even exist, which is honestly better than everyone else's forward hatred towards me.

They treat me like a house wife, making me clean up after their messes, it's honestly just sad what they've become.

They weren't always like this, so brutal. They were a loving caring family that loved eachother deeply, and treated eachother equally.

But now? All they knew is discipline and anger.

They were selfish and uncaring, at least towards me. They act normal around eachother, but with me? They treat me like a peasant, like a nobody.

I basically am a nobody. No one outside this house knows about me. Maggie, Patrick, and Finneas made sure word never got out to anyone that I was born. They told the fans that I didn't survive, that I had died through her labor too.

The last time I had saw mom was when the doctor had taken me out of the room to get cleaned. I remember a faded picture of her lying in the hospital bed, Maggie, Patrick, Finneas, and Claudia all crying above her.

Leaving that hospital was the first, and last time that I was ever let outside. It someone were to look at me for the first time they would believe I was vampire. I was deadly pale. The only sunlight I got was from my window, but it wasn't enough.

I still liked sitting in the sun though, it reminded of my mom. Warm and comforting. I like to believe that she was, a gentle, loving, and beautiful being.

I hadn't even realized that I was crying until I felt a teardrop fall onto my arm. I sniffed and whiped my eyes, silently sobbing.

I miss her so much.

I get up from the window and walk over to my bed, ducking beneath it. I pulled out an empty shoe box, well, not necessarily empty.

Emotionless, I opened the top and removed the rapper that was covering what I was after.