Not again

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I woke up hungover, I look down to see myself in billies shirt and a new pair of underwear, I smelled clean..what?

I remember fucking but nothing else.

Billies pov(last night)

"Take that as a sorry" I kiss her before laying down

"I missed you a lot Billie.." she mumbled crawling onto my chest

"I missed you too mama" I healed her small waist

God she's just as small as I remember, maybe even smaller

"I don't want you to think that I hate you" I hear a sniff

"Hm?" I look at her

"I'm sorry for leaving like that. I just didn't know what else to do" she whipped her eyes

"I know baby. I know, it's ok" I kiss her forehead

"I don't like how we endmm i- I mhmuhn"
Next thing I know she's asleep on me

"Mari. Wanna take a bath?" I move her hair out of her face standing up with her

"Mm" she hummed into my neck

I took that as a yes and started a warm bath setting her inside it, I bend down and start ro pore water onto her, out of no ware I feel something wet hit my cheek

I'm crying?

"What's wrong?" She looked up at me half asleep

"Shh. Shh" I shook my head with a small smile as I continued to wash her body

Doing this brang me back to when she was sick, when she could barely do anything. I would help her shower, eat, walk you name it. And I lost her to a stupid one night stand. She wanted to keep living for me and I threw that all way. We would have bin married by now. But Fuck me. I'm dumb as fuck.I could have lost her to her sickness but instead I lost her because of me. I'm the reason I don't have her. Not cancer. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I dried her off and gave her one of my shirts to ware. I looked through her suit case and found a pair of underwear so I put that on her.

I liad her down and she fell asleep instantly. I kissed her forehead before taking a shower myself. I continued to cry even tho I didn't want to, it just happened. Half was from happiness that she was back in my arms for at least one more night, The other half was just thinking about what we could of had if I wasn't a pice of shit. I want her and need her more than anything but I can't bring myself to, I don't wanna hurt her again.

Maris pov(now)

I walk into the small kitchen to see Isabel sleeping on the couch and Billie cooking breakfast.

"Hi" she smield

For a second I thought she wouldn't remember but considering I'm in her shirt I just assumed she did

"Hi" I smile opening the fridge I look through it and close it not finding anything "what are you making?" I smile looking over her shoulder

"Waffles" she smield "I'll make crapes too if you want"

"I like waffles" I smile

"I thought you hated walfles?" She laughed

"I thought I hated a lot of things, opinions change eilish" I smile before turning away sitting on the couch

"Who the fuck was moaning up a storm last night?" Josilen, josy laughed

Billie and I glanced at each other

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