♡︎ Frankie ♡︎
I get into the passenger seat of the car, pulling the lever to push the seat back. With Billie now straddling my lap I pull back slightly to look at her.
"Let me look at you honey" I coo, brushing the crying girl's hair out of her face.
A big red mark covered Billie's tear stained left cheek, I used the sleeve of my sweater to wipe her nose not caring about the boogers on it.
"I sowwy m-mama" she said between sobs.
"No baby, I'm sorry for hurting your feelings" I pull her back into me, reclining the chair so her head could rest comfortably on my chest. Running my fingers through her hair hoping to soothe her and stop her cries.
Mumbling to her as her crying slowly comes to a stop, "shh you're okay, mama's here darling."
I see the police lights from down the street, finally. I want nothing more than to take Billie home and as far away from that bitch as possible. Getting out the car with Billie still in my arms an officer comes to me while his partner goes into the house.
"Hi, Miss, I'm officer Daniel. We got a call from a, Ava Miller, about a domestic abuse problem?" He says.
"Yeah, my friend is the one who called you. I'm Frankie and this is Billie, the one who was a-abused" that word makes me want to cry.
"Is there any sign of injury?" He asks.
"Can you show the man your face, darling?" I whisper to her.
She hesitantly sits her head up, I tuck strays hairs out of her face to give the officer a better view of the mark.
"Mhm, did the woman do that to her neck as well?" He cocks his brow.
"What?!" My eyes scan over Billie's neck, how did I miss that? "Did s-she choke you Billie?"
Billie's sad eyes meet mine as she nods carefully, resting her head back in my shoulder. "Is this enough to make an arrest?" I sigh trying to keep it together.
"More than enough. Would you like to press charges and get a restraining order?"
"Absolutely" I say without a second thought.
Officer Daniel's partner comes out of the house with Celeste in shiny silver cuffs, Ava close behind.
"Oh munchkin I'm so sorry this happened to you" Ava kisses the crown of Billie's head. "Tell me that woman will be in jail for a very long time for doing this to such an innocent girl?!"
"Yes ma'am she will. We just need photos of Billie's injuries for evidence, if that's okay with you" he looks at me.
After we finish up with the police Ava drives us back to where my car is.
"Will you be alright in the house just you two? You could come stay with me for the night if it will help" Ava gives me a sympathetic smile.
"I appreciate that Ava but I want to be in my own bed tonight. But please come by for breakfast tomorrow, I'm sure she'll be happy to see."
"Then I will see you for breakfast, just text me when you guys wake up and feel free to sleep in. We can have breakfast at any time of the day."
"Thank you so much for your help today. I wouldn't have found her without you" I pull Ava into a warm hug.
"I'd do anything for you and my munchkin" we both look at the sleeping girl in the back seat, "poor baby I hope she's forget all of this."
"Yeah me too, I'm just dreading telling her brother about everything. I'm sure he'll hate me for letting her run away" I sigh.
"You did nothing wrong Frankie, you were at a lost for words and she got upset. Please don't blame yourself."
I just nod, getting out of the car and opening the back door to get Billie. Carefully I ease her out of the car, she instinctively wraps her arms and legs around me making it a lot easier for me to hold her.
"Get a goodnight's sleep Frankie and don't blame yourself" Ava says.
"I'll try, goodnight and thank you again" with that being said I shut the door and head to my car.
Back at home, I get Billie out of those clothes and tuck her into bed. When I know she's comfortable I sit in the living room on the couch, my phone in my hand trying to figure out what to tell Finneas.
God I hope he doesn't hate me for this..
What if he comes to get her earlier than planned?
What if I never get to tell her how I really feel?
Tears rolls down my face as my finger hovers over the call button under Finneas's contact.
Here goes nothing.
