"Where are you going Y/n !?" Billie shouted, watching the girl walk in the cold rain.
"Home." She replied, walking even faster than before.
Billie began chasing after the arguably smaller girl, once she caught up to her, Billie tossed her over her shoulder.
"Put me down! Now! I don't want to be here. Let me go! Billie! Put me the fuck down!"
Billie didn't listen.
Instead Billie kept walking back to her house with a wiggling girl on her shoulder.
Once they had gotten into Billie house she set Y/n down, although she was still extremely angry with Billie.
"You're going to wake up sick as hell Y/n. I don't know what possessed you to even want to walk in 50° weather and it's raining. Why couldn't you even grab a jacket?"
Billie stood there, just waiting for a response that she never got.
"I'm sorry okay? You yelled at me and it hurt." Y/n broke into tears and Billie placed her hand on her cheek.
"Stop crying. I'm gonna run you a shower, then we can talk."
Y/n nodded and wiped her tears.
After Y/n had her warm shower she was ready to apologize for being so soft hearted. But Billie didn't want to hear it.
"I shouldn't have yelled alright? I'm sorry mama." Billie whispered.
"It's okay." Y/n's voice sounded so soft and small, her throat was beginning to burn and her nose was stuffed and red.
"No. Mama it's not okay, look at you. You're already getting sick. Next time wear a jacket, or maybe don't start walking."
