Pumpkin Eater

October 4th

Billie Eilish couldn't stop scratching her scalp.

Even when she saw the blood beneath her fingernails.

The sting of her scratched open flesh was better than the itch that just wouldn't stop.

It grew stronger by the minute!

It wasn't dandruff.

It wasn't lice either.

Nor was it psoriasis.

It certainly wasn't scabies or ring worm!

All of the doctors told her there was nothing there....that it was all in her head.

"- ON my head! It's ON my head!" She cried, frustrated that everyone just thought she was batshit crazy.

Maybe she shouldn't have shaved all of her hair off in the middle of the night....but she was just trying to make that goddamn itch go away!

It was driving her mad!

Shaving herself bald didn't even make the burning itch go away - but it did make her family think she was going through a severe mental crisis.

Her "Britney" moment.

Her Dad thought it was drugs....bath salts to be precise.

Her Mom thought it was the stress of the new album deadline.

Her older brother thought it was because of the paparazzi incident....

Billie had been leaving a convince store, with an arm full of snacks, when a paparazzi purposely tripped her with his foot just to get exclusive up skirt shots of her red thong.

Billie hadn't bothered to shave her vagina in a few weeks because she was single and didn't need to impress anyone with a smooth pussy.

She didn't think having a curly red bush was a big deal until the world started making fun of her hairy ginger cunt.....it didn't help that she went and shaved all of her head hair off the next day.

Of course it looked suspicious.....but Billie didn't care about her pubic hair!

Her pubic hair didn't itch!

It was her scalp that itched!

Clearly there was something wrong!

Probably a flesh eating bacteria!

Billie whimpered in despair on the exam table as the Dermatologist told her the same thing everyone else had been telling her all day long......there was nothing there.

Just the bloody scratches from her own nails digging into her sensitive flesh.

Billie wasn't surprised when her psychiatrist showed up at her doctor's appointment.

But she was surprised when she got sedated with a needle prick from behind by a nurse, since she wouldn't stop scratching while insisting that something was horribly wrong.

Billie assumed she'd wake up in a padded room with a straight jacket on....instead she woke up back in her own bed at home.

She breathed a sigh of relief....until she realized her scalp was itchier than ever before!

She quickly threw her hands up to scratch - but was stopped by a locked plastic helmet.

Billie - in a panic to get the helmet off - begun banging her own head against the wall as she screamed in agony from the horrible burning itch!

Of course she looked crazy - but she didn't care!

The itch was so much worse under the hot helmet!

She'd do anything to stop the burning!

Anything!

Including using a knife to dig up under there....

She jumped out of bed and rushed to get the biggest, longest, sharpest knife from the kitchen.

Of course, she was stopped by a housekeeper who wrestled it out of her hands while screaming for help.

Finneas, who had stayed the night to watch over his mentally ill little sister, came running into the kitchen to help subdue a hysterical Billie who was screaming about her head itching again.

Finneas was frightened now, as he wrestled his sister to the ground to get her to let go of the knife she was trying to stab into her own head.

He had never seen Billie act this way and it brought tears of worry to his eyes as he begged her to calm down.

She was hell bent on getting the safety helmet off, so he went against the doctor's advice and grabbed the key to the helmet to unlock it.

Billie pulled the plastic helmet off - the fresh air washing over her scalp relieving the intensity of the burning itch for a brief moment - replacing it with a heart stopping terror, as bloody chunks of her maggot infested scalp, fell down from the helmet and into her face.

Billie froze in fear on the kitchen floor, as Finneas screamed in horror at the sight of the maggots wiggling out of Billie's decaying scalp.

He rushed to grab the paroxidie, while Billie's housekeeper quickly called an ambulance.

Both of them in a state of confused panic.

Billie watched the wiggling maggots eating her bloody dead scalp skin, as her head begun to burn with the worst itching of all.

The smell of her rotting flesh finally reaching her nose.

She didn't wait for the peroxide or the ambulance.

She didn't want those maggots eating her scalp a second longer!

So Billie jumped up, ignoring the maggots falling down into her face and eyelashes.

She rushed over to the kitchen sink and turned the hot water on full force, before dunking her head under the stream!

The rush of the heavy scalding water flowing over her sore bleeding scalp hurt so bad, Billie's knees went weak and she almost passed out from the pain.

With a whimper, however, she stood strong - desperate to get all of the maggots off her scalp, even as more chunks of her rotted flesh fell off into the sink and down the drain.

She quickly flipped the garbage disposal on - ignoring all of the spraying blood and chopped up bits of maggot bodies flying right back up into her open, screaming, mouth.

"- I got you! I got you! It's ok, Billie! I'm here! Let me help you! This will help you!" Finneas cried, grabbing his little sister by her shoulders, and pulling her up from the water.

"- OHHHH, GOD! I SEE HER BRAINS! - HOLY SHIT! THE MAGGOTS ARE IN HER BRAIN! YOU'VE GOTTA GET OUT HERE! THEY'RE EATING HER ALIVE!" The housekeeper screamed into the phone.

Hearing this, freaked Billie out and she begun to sob in horror- as Finneas told the housekeeper to shut the fuck up.

He dumped the peroxide over the top of Billie's raw flesh - before shoving a handful of loose pills into her mouth.

"- Swallow them, Billie! All of them! It'll stop your body from rotting! I told you NEVER to miss a dose! You NEED to keep taking your meds Billie! Never stop taking your meds!"

So Billie swallowed all of her medicine....and the itching immediately stopped.

The maggots infesting her brains, shriveled up and died - the anti rot medication pushing their dozens of bodies up out the top of her brain to fall down her face and onto the floor where they crusted over and turned into yellow dust.

After all of the leftover maggots fell out of her head, Billie felt the missing chunks of her scalp flesh, fuse back together.

Then long dark black hair begun to grow from her healed scalp....

However, the top of her head - where the maggots had escaped from- grew back in a different neon color.... marking the start of Billie's next era.