I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Thirty

Billie's recovery started off slow, but surely steady. Though of course, recovery is never linear and it cost her a bunch of tears, she pushed through all of it anyways.

Her family, including Denzel, drove to see her as much as possible and each time her progress was visible. Her spark had came back.

In four months she was discharged and sent home.

"Uhh, fuck! I can't do it!" she gripped the handles of the leg press machine.

"Yes, you can. One more rep and then we'll go home, come on," Denzel reassured.

Billie inhaled and using all of her last strength, pushed the weights up.

"Now hold it."

A groan filled with struggle escaped her lips as he counted to three before letting her slowly let it back down.

"Fuck, I'm beat," she panted.

"Good job," he kissed her forehead.

With his help, she rolled to her side and got up.

"You thirsty?"

"Uh huh," she nodded whilst trying to move her sore legs.

He walked around the machine and picked up her water bottle before bringing it back.

"Give me your hand," she said.

Gripping onto him, she slowly sat down on the floor and straightened out her legs, "Okay, now give me the bottle."

A slight smile spread across his face as he watched her desperately sip the water in it.

After setting it down, she began stretching.

"You're getting strong, I think that we'll be able to add more weight next time."

"You," she pointed at him with a grin on her lips, before lowering the tone of her voice. "Owe me head for that one."

"Deal.

"And you're driving."

"You're trusting me with your dragon?"

"Yeah," she playfully rolled her eyes. "I think it's about time."

In questioning Andrew didn't hold back on pulling Matthew down with him.

After getting out of the mental hospital, she did go to court for their case. Andrew ended up being charged with statutory rape and his involvement in prostitution, earning him thirty years in prison. Matthew got twenty.

Their divorce got finalized and Billie was officially a free woman.

"Okay, I'm done. Help me up," she reached out her hand.

Denzel picked up after them, collected their stuff and followed her out of the gym whilst saying his goodbyes to the man at the front desk.

"Oh, she got legs" he watched her pull out her car keys from her bag.

His comment earned him a grin from Billie before she pulled the sleeves of her t-shirt up and playfully flexed her muscles.

"You're so beautiful."

"Thanks, baby," she pecked his lips.

He unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for her to help her get in prior to jogging around and getting in himself.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?" he put the key in the engine, turning in on right after.

"I have made a reservation at Bluebird London for us and my family. We're having dinner tonight at seven."