Alleviate |billie eilish|

10. "your lucky i still call you mom"

Billie's pov--->

I felt my heart immediately drop and something stuck in my throat. I grabbed my phone then went to my Instagram checking it out. Surely enough everyone was tagging me in the photo.

"MOM" I screamed. She came in. "mom there's a photo of me and max, we were...hugging and now everyone's posting it on the internet saying we kissed" she thought for a moment.

"I'll get it handled with, just let it run its course. It would be best if you guys weren't seen with each other to maybe help it go away" Mom suggested. I saw Max's face drop as soon as she said that. Mom walked out leaving me and max in the room alone.

"I think that'll help a lot." Max got off my bed flipping her hair to one side then grabbed her shoes.

"where are you going" She popped one shoe on then tied them. I watched her until she answered.

"you heard Maggie, it would be best not to be....seen with each other until it rolls over" She grabs her jacket, bag, and her old skateboard.

"Max..." I got up walking towards her. She looked at me with a frown on her face.

"I'm gonna go alright? See ya tomorrow at school" I sigh as she walks out of my room leaving me standing there.

Max's pov--->

I automatically put my hood up and my skateboard down. I'm not going back to the library to sleep and I'm not going to chip's house. He's the one who even texted me about it.

The only place I know its hell house. I swallowed hard then began to skate. I didn't go on the road just the sidewalk, I didn't feel like zooming down the roads. It didn't feel right.

once I got to the hell house I bawled my fist then turned the nob. To my surprise it was clean, no beer bottles anywhere, no needles laying around. That's when I spot my grandma in the living room along side my parents.

"Look who's back" I looked at the three of them. I gently waved to grandma then headed up to my room.

There soon was a gentle knock at the door which was not mom's nor dad's knock.

"hey maxie" Grandma smiled. I gave her a smile too then moved so she could get in my room.

"hey grandma, how's it going" I let her grab onto my arm for support as she walked to the bed to sit.

"I'm 70 years old and still living so its going smoothly, how about you dear" Grandma has always had a special place in my heart. It will never be taken by someone else its just her spot.

"Its good, I made a new friend recently" She clapped with joy. I usually have nothing to say to that question of 'how's it goin'.

"I'm glad to hear that" We continued talking for what felt like hours upon hours but yet was only roughly 30 minutes. Me and grandma both look up as there was a knock on the door.

Mom walked in with her long sleeved shirt and a plate of food for grandma. This was the only time she was nice to someone.

. . .

After a while dad took grandma home so me and mom were left at the house.

"Max" my heroin addicted mother called me. I grab my phone shoving it deep into my pocket then walked downstairs.

"Jasmine" I looked at her. She didn't say anything to me calling her actual name. She pointed to a chair in front of her for me to sit. Cautiously I walked to the chair and sat.

"I've been wanting to talk to you, and I know you might not want to hear it now" She began. You can tell when mom's nervous by the way she talks. She tries to hide her teeth, her cheeks go a slight red, her eyes twitch a little.

"Continue" I raise my hand pointing at her.

"I want to be a better mother for you. Since you've been gone for a couple weeks I've been going to a rehabilitation center, and taken time away from your father" She began. I set my elbows on the table then placed my head in my hands to look at her. "I think it would be best if I stop seeing your father and I want to learn about you. I know I did you dirty for years but I want to make it up to you" By time time she was done talking I still had the same straight, unfazed look.

"I'm glad your going to rehab but you did more then just dirty. You sat there while my father and your husband raped me over and over again. Every night, every day. You would just sit back telling him to keep going. I have been through hell because of you and him. When you decide to become a real mom I'll let you know stuff but for right now, keep going to rehab and maybe, just maybe, ill change my mind" I looked back at her with no expression.

"your even lucky I still call you my mom." With the last statement I got up then scooted in the chair. I began walking away.

"max..." I turned around to face her a little more. "I am going to try, ill show you I can be your mom" her words fell over confident but I guess that's good.

I'd like her to be my actual mom. Do mother and daughter stuff. But for dad, he's a different story.

I went to the bathroom that was cleaned for once, took a shower then went to my bed. On there laid a fresh new blanket and a small box with a note.

Max I know i can't take the past away or change it but I hope I can make the future better with you.
-Your trying to be mother

I open the box to see a necklace, along with a ring. I tried the ring on in which it fit. I look at the necklace setting it aside, laying down then going to sleep.

. . .

When I woke up the fresh smell of bacon explored my nose. I rubbed my eyes then went to the bathroom to do the usual.

"do you want any bacon" Mom asked as she was in her pajamas. I was now downstairs fully clothed for school.

"Uhm yeah sure" I set my bag down by my feet. Mom brought over a plate of food for me to eat. Last time I saw her cook was years ago.

"how does it taste" She studied me as I took a bite. I have her a thumbs up because to be surprised or not, it did taste good. "do you need a ride to school"

"no thank you, I got it taken care of. Bye mom" I walk to the front door with more bacon in my hand. She waved so I waved back just to be nice then headed off to school on the board of adventures.

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