Dead By Night Time - [ENGLISH]

39. Homecoming.

Pov Bea Hopkins
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Home. In Seattle's city. That's where I wanted to be so bad the past weeks, and I'm finally there. Not fully healed physically though, but enough to go home and try to pick up my life a little again. And my lucky ass wasn't pregnant at all, and I was all clean on the STD tests. 

I had already started therapy again in the hospital. Sometimes me and Miss Anderson video call for over two hours, talking and talking about what happened, comforting me, and letting me know that I can share whatever I want and shouldn't feel forced to say things I don't want to say yet. But sometimes she visited me in person in the hospital, and she took the time to talk with me there, and give me the help I needed to start recovery. 

With a deep sigh and let myself fall into my very own bed, inhaling deeply. Yeah, I definitely missed this. 

The hospital had comfortable beds, but none of them would ever compare to my own one. Now I was back in my neighborhood I felt better again, it would help me heal, or it felt like that at least. 

While wrapping my arms around my pillow and closing my eyes, I heard some tumbling coming from downstairs, making my heart sink again. Just as I moved to sit back up, the door of my bedroom flew open and someone launched herself at me. 

A scream left my mouth as I tried to move away, until I sensed Billie's well-known scent. My eyes shot up and the moment I looked in her eyes I knew it was okay, and I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly as she did the same to my neck, practically sitting on my lap. 

Sobs were the only sound going around in the room the first 10 minutes before Billie pulled a bit back from the clingy hug so she could brush my hair away and cup my face to press a big fat kiss on my forehead.

'I missed you.' She whispered, wiping some of her tears away against her shoulder. I nodded in response, too overwhelmed to talk yet as I pressed my face back against her chest, wanting to feel her heartbeat. She let me do so in peace, stroking my back gently as she rested her head on top of mine.

'I was so worried about you.' She muttered softly after a few more minutes, getting off my lap to sit besides me, wrapping an arm around me. With a hoarse hum I nodded and rubbed some tears out of my eyes.

'I was about you, too.' I responded, making her smile softly. Lord, I missed that smile. I missed her in general, everything about her. I now knew that she is a real one, she would never give up on me, not even after not seeing me for several months. And her reaction, her tears, it was all real, nothing's fake about Billie.

'But I was all safe here, you silly girl.' She chuckled softly, rushing her hands through my hair. I pulled my shoulders up and shrugged a little.

'But he said he would kill you.' I mumbled, swirling a lock of her hair around my finger.

'What? Who? The one who held you hostage?' She asked, voice a bit louder but still protective. I nodded and hummed softly, shifting a little in my place.

'I think I missed a lot... I should have never trusted Asher going alone to the woods. Aish, I'm so stupid.' Her answer made me frown and I looked up at her again before moving to sit opposite me.

'Explain that, please, did you have contact with Asher before then?' I asked, the big grin appearing on Billie's face telling me enough.

'Yeah, Asher is literally so sweet and funny! He was so worried about you girl, he was also the one that started to search for you, not even me.' She muttered, rubbing her neck in embarrassment. I squinted my eyes and pricked my finger in her belly, giving her an offending look. She just chuckled and pushed my hand away before going on with her talk.