Billie Eilish and her daughter imagines

Amelia's voice (part 2)

As Billie and Amelia emerged from the doctor's office, the weight of their appointment still hanging heavy in the air, the doctor's words echoed in Billie's mind. They had made progress today, but there was still much work to be done.

"Okay, Amelia, we're all done for today," Billie said, her voice gentle as she lifted her daughter into her arms. "Now, how about we do something fun to cheer ourselves up?"

Amelia nodded eagerly, her tears drying as she snuggled close to her mother. Billie smiled down at her, her heart swelling with love and pride.

"Great! Let's go to the toy shop and pick out a special toy, just for you," Billie said, her voice filled with excitement.

Amelia's eyes lit up with joy at the prospect of a new toy, her tears forgotten in the excitement of the moment. Billie reached for her phone, her fingers flying over the screen as she dialed a familiar number.

"Hey, it's me," Billie said, her voice low and urgent. "I need you to meet us at the toy shop. Yeah, we're on our way now."

With a quick nod to her security team, Billie led the way through the hospital and out into the parking lot. She buckled Amelia into her car seat, her heart pounding with anticipation as she started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.

As they made their way through the busy streets, Billie couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. She knew that they would be followed by fans eager for a glimpse of their favorite singer, but she had hoped that today, of all days, they could have a moment of peace and privacy.

As they pulled into the parking lot of the toy shop, Billie's security team joined them, their presence a reassuring presence in the midst of the chaos. Billie stepped out of the car, her arms wrapped protectively around Amelia as they made their way through the mall.

But as they walked, Billie couldn't help but notice the stares and whispers that followed them, the prying eyes of fans hungry for a glimpse of their idol. Most were respectful, offering smiles and waves as they passed by, but some were not so kind.

Billie felt a surge of anger rise within her as she heard the cruel words hurled at her daughter, the venomous taunts cutting through the air like knives. She tightened her grip on Amelia, her heart breaking at the sight of her daughter's tears.

"Hey, leave her alone!" Billie shouted, her voice filled with fury. "She's just a child!"

But her words fell on deaf ears as the taunts continued, the crowd closing in around them like a pack of hungry wolves. Billie felt a surge of panic rise within her as she struggled to shield Amelia from the onslaught of hate.

Amelia buried her face in her mother's chest, her tears soaking through Billie's shirt as she cried out in fear and confusion. Billie held her close, her heart breaking at the sight of her daughter's distress.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Billie murmured, her voice choked with emotion. "I've got you. I won't let anyone hurt you."

With a determined look in her eye, Billie pressed on, her arms wrapped protectively around Amelia as they pushed through the crowd. She knew that they had to get out of there, to find somewhere safe where they could regroup and recover from the ordeal.

And as they finally emerged from the throng of fans, Billie felt a sense of relief wash over her. She knew that they had faced a difficult challenge, but they had emerged stronger and more determined than ever to protect each other from harm.

As they entered the toy store, Amelia clutched her pacifier tightly in her mouth, her eyes wide with excitement. She tugged at Billie's hand, her feet wiggling with anticipation as she gazed around at the colorful displays.