Ruthless ; B•E

Eight

"Why did you bring me here?" Aliza asked with angry eyes.
"Your brother wanted you home. It's up to me to make sure you got here okay. Now go. Go inside and go to bed." Billie cleared her throat as Alexander walked up to the car.
"Inside. Now." His deep voice scared Aliza. She knew he was about to scold her her to death.
But she knew she couldn't handle it after what happened tonight.
    Aliza jumped out the car and ran inside. She felt a panic attack coming on. She knew there wasn't enough time to take her pills.
   "Tasha?" Aliza said, completely out of breath. She was on the verge of fainting.   
   Natasha jumped out of bed just in time to catch the dizzy girl.
   "Woah... I got you. Cmon." Natasha picked the girl and carried her to her own bed where she laid her comfortably.
    "Be right back." She said while turning on the fan.
     Aliza was sweating profusely, although it wasn't even close to being hot in the house.
     Natasha came back with a cold glass of water and a pill.
   "Open." She said while guiding a pill and the water to her mouth.
     "Now breathe Aliza. Tell me what caused this so we can avoid it at all costs." Natasha sat on the edge of the bed and swept the loose hairs out of her face.
   "Billie. Billie shot Jace. And it gave me you know... flashbacks." It was tough trying to talk when every single breath you take feels heavier by the minute.
    "Take deep breaths Aliza. It's okay. You're at home. You're safe." The elder brunette reassured the girl while rubbing her arm.
    Aliza opened her mouth to talk but Natasha immediately shushed her.
   "Nuh uh. Don't talk. Just focus on your breathing before you faint again. I'm not going anywhere. Whatever you have to say, save it until your breathing is on track."
    After that whole ordeal Aliza was ready to sleep.
   Natasha also knew Aliza wasn't going to have a peaceful sleep. She knew that the flashbacks would bring back the nightmares.
    And the nightmares could last days. Weeks even.
     "No book tonight?" Natasha asked while tracing soft shapes on Aliza's back while she laid on her chest.
   "No. Thanks." Aliza whispered.
"That's okay. You need rest kiddo. Focus on that."
     Not long after being comforted, Aliza fell asleep.
   Natasha made herself comfortable, knowing she'd have to spend the night in her room tonight. But she didn't mind it. She loved spending time with the younger girl.
    It brought her a sense of peace knowing that she could be there for Aliza and watch her grow up into a beautiful, respectful young woman since couldn't have children of her own.
    Soon enough Natasha had fallen asleep.
And just as she thought. Aliza had a nightmare.
  She jumped out of her sleep with her heart and mind racing.
   "It's okay. Lay back down. It's was just a dream, a figment of your imagination." Natasha cooed.
    Aliza gave a soft nod and laid back down.
Not even twenty minutes passed and Aliza had already fallen back asleep, feeling safer than ever.
   In the morning everyone was getting ready to leave. Including Natasha.
     But not Aliza. She was staying behind.
She walked downstairs to say goodbye to everyone and Natasha walked up to her with a gentle smile.
   "Your breakfast is on the table. I set your pill out too. We'll be back in two days, be safe." She smiled, finally walking away.
    After eating her breakfast, Aliza headed up for a very well needed hot shower.
Once she finished her shower she dressed herself in pink hello kitty pajama pants with a white cropped shirt and then she sat in the living room and put on a movie.
A few hours passed and Aliza had fallen asleep in the couch but was rudely awoken to someone pounding on the door
    She yawned and got up, attempting to attend to the pounding on the door.
Aliza attended to the banging on the door. She was home alone, not even Vincent was here.
    Natasha had went on a run with the boys which leaves Aliza, alone in the house.
She finally opened the door and gasped as she saw a bloody Billie standing there.
  "Where's your brothers?" Billie asked while stepping into the house.
    "On a run. Why are you here?" Aliza knew she shouldn't have Billie here.
   "I need to use your shower. Could you get me some loose fitting clothes and put these in the wash? Thanks." Billie undressed, leaving herself in a bra and black laced thongs.
   She walked up to the bathroom, leaving Aliza standing there in the doorway holding her bloody clothing.
Aliza sighed and took the clothing to the laundry room
She tossed the clothes into the washer and set the dial for a quick wash and then she went back upstairs to just lounge around like she always did when she was home alone.
That was until Billie came downstairs with a towel wrapped around herself.
"My clothes done?" She asked while stepping into the living room.
"No. But.. I can find you something of mine."
"How would that work? Hm? You're so small." Billie let out a muffled laugh and Aliza rolled her eyes.
"I have bigger clothes Billie... I don't wear my shit tight." Aliza got up and pushed past the older woman and went up to her room to find an outfit.
She brought down a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt.
"It's not stylish but it's comfy." She said while handing Billie the clothing.
"Thanks."
Billie went into the bathroom and changed until she finally came out.
"What happened...?" Aliza hesitantly questioned.
"A lot. When will your brothers be home?" The black haired woman turned her back to Aliza to admire the photos on the walls.
"Two days. Hell. Maybe longer cuz they got a break from me." Aliza trailed off, speaking her mind and Billie cleared her throat.
   "My clothes are done." She said as the dryer beeped loudly, echoing throughout the entire house.
    "Right. Sorry." Aliza spoke quietly.
Aliza walked to the laundry room with her head down, feeling incredibly embarrassed that she even opened her mouth to speak in the first place.