Don't Hug Me I'm Scared {Billie Eilish}

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Dahlia's POV
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After waking up from a long nap, I called Denny and talked to him for almost an hour, then called my dad and talked to him for a while, and then called the twins. I explained what had happened to everyone, figuring it'd be easier for me to say it over the phone than in person. Cora and Denver seem to be handling it well, and they said that nobody's mentioned anything about our past to them. My dad tried to make me go to the police, but I pleaded with him not to make me and I think maybe I've convinced him. The twins were just happy to hear from me, and I promised I'd hang out with them as soon as I'm better, and I'll probably do some explaining about my past whenever we do get together.

While I was calling people, Billie and Finneas were out running a few errands. The music lounge was closed today, but Fin still needed to check on it and then he had to go see his girlfriend, Claudia. Billie went to the store to get some more groceries and then she picked up my medicine.

While they were gone, I made sure to tidy up the best I could. I washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and tidied up the living room. They were gone for like three hours, and that's all I'd managed to do because I had to move slow and take several breaks. It fucking hurt and I wanted to just sit my ass back down, but I would've felt guilty if I just relaxed the whole time they were out doing shit.

They've been so nice to me, letting me stay here all the times they have. I know Billie doesn't mind because I'm her friend and she wants me here, but still. She's taking care of me and doing so much for me and I don't know how to repay her. The least I can do is try to clean up a bit.

When they got back, she was less than pleased to see what I had done.

"You could've fallen down at any point and nobody would've been here to help get you back up! It would've been like them stupid ass commercials with the old folks who are like, 'I've fallen and I can't get up!' Except you would've been shit out of luck because you don't have the little necklace—"

"I just wanted to make myself useful." I laughed, cutting her off. "You guys have done so much for me and I really appreciate it."

"It's no problem at all," Fin smiled at me. "I keep telling you you're doing me a huge favor. When you're around, Billie isn't as intolerable—"

"Shut the hell up," She rolled her eyes. "Come on, Dahlia. We're going back to my room and you're going to rest."

"I'm sick of sleeping." I whined.

"Well, then you can stare at the wall."

"Well, then you can stare at the wall." I mocked, causing Finneas to laugh. She carefully picked me up and started to walk me to her room. "I can walk by myself." I mumbled.

"Clearly." She grumbled. "Seriously, I'm so mad at you. You were supposed to be resting."

"I needed to work off some energy. Now I can rest. We both can."

"Nah." She shook her head. "I need to get your medicine ready and make us some lunch and then—"

"You have not slept. At all. All that other shit can wait. You're gonna lay down next to me and we're both gonna sleep, or neither of us is. Your choice."