THIS WAS WRITEN ON COMPUTER SO SRY IF ITS FORMATTED DIFFERENT
Y/N's POV
I just got home from the grocery store and first thing i hear is my name, but no Billie.. She's just repeating my name over and over again from our room. I put down my keys and bag and the groceries on the table and I rush to our room to find my baby curled up in a ball under a blanket, shaking.
I sit down next to her and slowly take the blanket off and as soon as she looks up at me she crawls onto my lap and just cried harder. I felt terrible but I didn't know what was going on in that pretty mind of hers. "Sweetheart what's wrong?"
"The b-bad men took you a-away and i was a-all alone in a r-room and y-you weren't th-there" She stutters over almost all her words and she got hiccups, my baby. "It's okay angel I'm right here okay? You're not alone, I'm right here. You're safe, do you trust me?" She nods
"I promise I'll never leave you alone, and nobody will ever take me away from you, you know that right?" She nods again
"Deep breathes baby, I'm right here." She shakes her head. "I-I can't" My heart breaks for her, she's been having a lot of bad dreams all week and barely sleeping. "Baby I'll breathe with you okay? Deep breathes." She adjusts her head to be against the center/middle of my chest and she just breathed with me for about a minute before she calmed down.
She whimpers and moves off of me. "What's wrong love?"
"My stomach hurts" she says, holding around her waist. "I just got food from the grocery store so we have move options, let's go get you something for you to eat, yeah?" She nods and she holds tightly onto my hand while we walked to the kitchen, my poor girl is still a scared.
I get her some food out of the fridge and i turn around to find her short ass struggling to sit on the counter so I help her up and she almost immediately gets off. "Baby I just spent 3 whole seconds of my life getting you up there why'd you come down?" I ask jokingly. "It was cold"
We go back to our room and she eats the plate of food and falls asleep again.
Sleep good baby.
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Billie Eilish Imagines | my love
FanfictionAchieved: #85 in ongoing#1 is elish#47 in finneas#29 in oconnel#117 in imagine#637 in shortstories#324 in mentalhealth#469 in imagines#252 in celebrity#5 in softsmut#163 in billie#17 in fanfic