Hostage {Kidnapped by Billie Eilish} CONTINUATION

Weirdo (25)

Billie's POV

Lizzie is weird. Something about her is off. She has green and blue hair, and one of her eyes looks all bloody from breaking a blood vessel. She's always sneaking around. Listening in on conversations, etc. I don't like her. And I don't want her even talking to Y/N. "So, Finneas, I was wondering if I could talk to you and Billie without Y/N in the room. It's important. She said looking at Y/N. I didn't like the way she said Y/N's name. "No, you may not. You're not gonna tell me to make my girlfriend leave the room, especially when I don't know you. Check yourself." I said glaring at her. Y/N shifted, laying her head on my shoulder. I can tell she's uncomfortable. Finneas nodded at me. I might just be moody because of my withdrawal but I don't like her. Not one bit. "If Billie's not comfortable, we can go upstairs to the study to talk." He said smiling. She made angry eyes at me. "Wow... it's a little sad you let this child tell you what to do..." she said rolling her eyes.

Y/N POV

Billie shot up from the sofa, stepping over to where Lizzie was sitting, Finneas grabbing her arm. "Do you wanna square the fuck up, bitch??" She said pushing her, making her almost fall off the ottoman. "STOP!" Finneas yelled. Lizzie put her fist down, about to hit my Billie. I pulled Billie to me, snaking my arms around her and pulling her gently. "Lizzie, I respect your father a lot but I'm not gonna have you insulting Billie. If you lay a hand on her or say one more disrespectful thing to her, you're out of here. And next time you piss her off, I'm not stopping her. Got it?" He said angrily. She sat down. "Fine."

A few hours later her and Finneas left. Billie was sitting up in our bed, focused on the TV. She was watching some random series I've never heard of. I put down my hairbrush and walked over to the bed. "Mama?" I asked her, climbing into bed and snaking my legs around her hips, plopping myself into her lap, facing her. "Yes?" I played with the buttons on her shirt. "What's the deal with Lizzie?" I asked. She planted a kiss on my lips, wrapping her arms around my waist, securing me in her lap. "I don't know. She's mentally ill. Really bad. Stay away from her. And tell me if she says or does anything to you. When she's here I want you to stay by me or Finneas, or someone. Don't walk around the house alone. I don't wanna scare you, but she has a history. Okay?"

Billie's POV

I grabbed Y/N's face, making her look at me. "Okay?" I asked. She nodded. "It's getting late. Get ready for bed." I said, kissing her. She smiled, unbuttoning my shirt. "You first." I smiled, kissing her lips, sneaking my tongue into her mouth. "Okay." I said. She took my shirt off and undid my bra. She closed her eyes and moved into my chest, bringing my nipple into her mouth and gently sucking. "Fuck!" I said stroking her hair. She smiled and continued kissing my breasts.

She soon went down and removed my pants, the cold air hitting my heat. I felt her tongue flicking my clit. I laid back, enjoying her tongue. "You're such a good girl.... you know how to please me." I said smiling.

A few minutes later I came, and she cleaned me up with her tongue. She came back up, already naked, laying her head on my chest. "You don't want me to make you cum?" I asked. She shook her head. "No." Sometimes she just likes to do it because she knows I like it, even when she's not horny. I smiled and kissed her on the head. "Goodnoght." I said. "I love you." She said. "I love you too." I replied.

I woke up before her, so I decided to let her sleep and make her some breakfast.

I went downstairs to the kitchen, seeing Finneas. "Hey sweetheart. Are you okay?" He asked, hugging me. He's worried about me and my withdrawals. "I'm okay, Finneas." I said smiling. He kissed my forehead and turned around, continuing to make his shake.

Y/N POV

I got up, and Billie wasn't in bed. I hate when I don't get my morning cuddles. I started to get dressed, since I had a dentist appointment. The room was dark, Billie's blackout curtains. I continued putting my clothes on, but when I was gonna put my pants on I heard a noise behind me. Assuming it was Billie, I just turned around. But it wasn't Billie; It was Lizzie. "Get out!" I yelled. She started walking towards me. I quickly ran to the other side of the room, putting my shorts on. She's not very fast. She pushed me into the wall, my head smacking against Billie's wall art. Scrambling to figure out what to do, I grabbed a brass decoration shaped like a hand off the wall, smacking her in the head with it as hard as I could. She ducked but it grazed her enough to get out of her grip. I ran out of the room, running as fast as I could down the stairs, using the banister to propel me forward. "Billie!!!!" I screamed, running at her as she stirred something in a bowl.

Billie's POV

Y/N ran into my arms, crying. "What's wrong????" I yelled, grabbing her face and making her look up. "Lizzie tried to hurt me! She had me against the wall but I used your hand thingy to hit her and I got away." She said hugging me. Fuck. I should've been there to keep her safe. Finneas turned around. "Where is she?" He asked her. She look at him, "I don't know" I rubbed her back. "It's okay." I said trying to relax her. That's when Lizzie came down the stairs, acting casual. That's when I grabbed the knife Finneas was using to cut his mangos.