Homesick

7

Alicia's pov
I ended up riding with Billie and Mina; Lana, Ally, Tammy, and Cordelia riding in the other car. Of course Tammy went with her, then again, I wouldn't want her with me—either of them really. "Are you ok?" Billie asks, "in other words, if that bitch did anything to you I'll gut her myself" Mina fumes which makes me crack a smile.

Billie sees it through the mirror and chuckles to herself. "I'm fine" I sigh, "you don't sound fine" Mina points out bluntly and I just lay down; placing my head snuggly on one of Billie's coats in the backseat. "Well I am" I state firmly, showing that I'd like to be left alone and I can almost hear the concerned gazes they share; words spoken only through their eyes in the silence.

We eventually arrive to the house and I sigh as I stare at it before getting out. "Do you need-" "I'm capable of doing things for myself" I snap before the blonde can finish and I regret it immediately after but stay quiet. Mina holds the door for us to enter and I head to the room without a word. I know the others arrived before us because the car was outside, but I have no interest in talking right now.

Billie's pov
I've never heard Alicia speak that way to anyone, let alone me or Mina for that matter. "Someone should still go with her... maybe we can send Lana or even Ally" Mina suggests, "sending Lana will embarrass her and Ally... I love her but she'll freak her out right now" I think aloud. "Well we definitely can't send the others you told me how she reacted before..." the redhead says, "it's fine. I'll go" I mutter uncertainly.

"Are you-" "Don't make me change my mind" I say before heading to where she went. I enter the room to find her on the floor in the closet. I knock softly with my finger and she hums without looking up. "It's me, darling" I mumble and I see her bite her lip as she holds back tears which breaks my heart.

"I'm sorry for being a bitch to you and Mina" she hiccups, I move closer to help her up before bringing her to the bed. "It's ok, we forgive you. You've been through a lot recently" I point out, "still... it's not fair and you guys were only trying to help" she whispers shakily. "Then let us... let me. I'm here for you, sweetheart; you only have to let me in" I tell her and she leans her body into mine, hugging me tightly.

We sit in silence for a while before I ask if she'd like to take a shower. I get it all set up for her, making sure she's comfortable before leaving her to it. I head out to the living room but end up finding Delia in the kitchen; somewhere between cleaning and baking cookies—Alicia's favorite cookies. "Is she ok?" the blonde asks without looking up, her voice calm and steady but I can feel her inner turmoil as if it were my own.

"No" I whisper and she turns to me quickly, a worried expression taking over her features. "She needs you, Dee" I add, "she doesn't wanna talk to me" she whispers before turning back to the cookies. I hear her take a deep shaky breath and I close my eyes, pain rippling through my chest. "She does. She just doesn't know she needs it yet. Go, I'll make sure the cookies don't burn" I say.

"Actually I'll make sure they don't burn, because we all know Billie will overcook them" Ally butts in and I roll my eyes. "I don't know guys..." Delia mutters unsurely, "go, Delia. You both need it" Wilhemina says and the rest of us nod in agreement.

Delia's pov
At the insistence of all our friends, I head to what was once Alicia and I's shared room. I wonder if that'll be the case once this blows over. I enter and she's just coming out the bathroom, her towel wrapped around her. She looks up at me and I stop in my tracks, both of us staring at each other for a moment. I close the door behind me and she blinks, coming back to the present I think.

I decide it would be best if I start because I don't think she will. "I-I'm sorry for whatever I did that she told you about. She knows more about my past than anyone and maybe what she said was true then... but not anymore. Please believe me when I tell you that I love you, truly. I would n-never hurt you" I sigh in frustration as I wipe my tears, not intending to cry.