i'm not broken - billie eilish

strange addiction

billie's pov

i groaned when i felt the sun hit my face, i definitely did not want to be awake. i rolled over in bed and shoved my face into a pillow.

"oh well good morning" annaliese said quietly. with a smile, despite my face being in a pillow, i reached my hand out from under her covers to find her hand.

"way too early" i grumbled again before trying to close my eyes. "billie it's not early it's noon" she laughed. suddenly i sat up and my eyes went wide "it's noon?" i said panicked while standing up to grab my stuff.

"what's the rush?" annaliese said with her brows furrowed. she didn't look too happy that i was leaving so quickly. "finneas and i have a meeting with my record label in 15 minutes" i said while grabbing my jacket.

"gotta go angel love you though" i said hurriedly and ran down the steps and out the front door.

did i feel bad for running out in about 3 minutes after i had woken up? yes. do i have a job i need to actually care about? also yes unfortunately.

i ran up to my front door and swung it open, seeing my managers sitting and talking to my mom before turning to me. they had a confused look on their faces before laughing, "where did you go off to last night?" my mom asked with her eyebrows raised and a smile.

"anna's" i responded out of breath from running over. "okay let me chill out real quick and i can show you guys the new ideas we have." i said while walking to finneas' room.

(an. okay i know the timeline doesn't make sense because technically she just wrote idwbya but it's time for wwafawdwg in my humble opinion)

finneas and my managers followed us into our makeshift studio, finneas sat as his computer pulling up the track while i grabbed the microphone next to it.

the track played for a couple seconds before i began singing, "don't ask questions you don't wanna know" i sang while looking at the lyrics we wrote on my phone.

"learned my lesson way too long ago. to be talking to you, belladonna. shoulda taken a break not an oxford comma, take what i want when i wanna- and i want ya."

i stopped singing when finneas paused the track and i looked up from my phone at everyone, "so?" i said nervously.

"guys that is fire" my manager said which caused me to smile.

annaliese's pov

finally getting out of bed, i walked down the steps to the kitchen to feed o'malley. "annaliese" i heard from behind me, it was my mom.

"hm?" i mumbled still facing away from her and pouring a cup of food into o'malley's bowl as he ran over. "what?" i asked as i turned around to face her. she looked worried to tell me whatever she had to say.

her brows furrowed as i watched her try and find the right words. "just tell me i'll be fine" i sighed while sitting down at the kitchen table. "anna..." my mom trailed off.

fuck.

i knew it was serious, she never called me anna. neither of my parents would call me anna unless they knew i would be upset. what are they doing?

i turned my head to look at her again, there were tears in her eyes.

no. no. no. this cannot be fucking happening.

"no" i stated flatly, knowing what she was about to say. "anna you don't have a choice, you're a minor and we get to choose what's best for you." she said as her voice quivered.

"what's best for me?" i yelled "not once have either of you even tried to do what's best for me let alone spend time with me. and now you want to ship me back off to treatment? to do what fix whatever strange addiction i have?" my yelling caused my dad to walk into the kitchen. his arms were crossed but his eyes were also glossy, that made it twice now where i ever saw him genuinely upset.

"and you both wonder why silas left" i screamed angrily at them before walking away to my room. "fuck both of you, i hope sending me back makes your lives easier like last time!" i yelled before slamming my door shut.

unfuckingbelievable.
735 words.
5 days.