she is the epitome of nothing

3.

another day, another slay. jk.

another day, another day of laying in bed and crying for billie. she has therapy today, therapy makes things worse for billie. her therapist invalidates her feelings and makes her feel 10x worse than she already does.

she has told maggie, but there's no other therapists that have time to take billie and she was referred by doctors after she had been diagnosed with certain mental illnesses.

she hasn't been to therapy in ages but her mom wouldn't shut up about it so here she is, in therapy, telling her therapist, sandra, the littlest information she could.

"can i use the bathroom?" billie mumbled to sandra, "yes" she dryly replies. billie got up and left the room, also leaving the building.

"billie!" sandra yells, billie looks back and sees sandra, she starts running as fast as she could home. she couldn't stand being in the same room as that woman, another minute in there and she probably would've went crazy.

when billie got home maggie had a disappointed look on her face, she shrugged it off and ran up the stairs. when she got to the top she stopped, feeling dizzy and sick.

suddenly, she went crashing back down the stairs. "billie!" maggie yelled.

suddenly everything went black.

-

"what the fuck?" billie groaned as she woke up, a bunch of wires attached to her and an annoying beeping noise. 

she couldn't continue like this. passing out constantly and costing her family a fortune in and out of the hospital for check ups, weigh-ins and all sorts. no one was in the room with her, no one cared enough.

billies mind became alive again, all of the draining thoughts came back, all at once. her eyes flickered from the wire in her arm to the plug. in a swift motion she sat up and pulled the plug.

her breathing got heavier and it became more difficult to breathe. suddenly doctors started to rush in, panicking as billie had just pulled the plug.

it was her oxygen, she hit her head really badly and fucked herself up, on top of that she hadn't ate anything proper for days. she was on the edge of death, she was a living-dead girl.

"billie stay with us, please" one of the doctors said.

that was the last thing billie heard before everything went black.

that was it, she was dead.

maybe the 5 days came quicker than she thought.

no more laying in bed being sad.

no more dreading everyday.

this is what billie had wished for, and it finally happened. her life-long dream.

465 words.

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HII

short chapter

i told yall this was a short story.

but is she really dead?

I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT.

- taylor💕