Hostage {Kidnapped by Billie Eilish} CONTINUATION

Painful (26)

Billie's POV

Y/N stared at me as Finneas pulled her close to him, trying to keep her safe and away from the fight.

I angrily grabbed Lizzie's collar, and readied the knife in front of her chest, just before I felt Noah pulling me back. "Noah!" I yelled getting out of her grasp. I know Noey doesn't want me to get hurt, but she needs to leave me alone. This girl has to pay. That's when I saw her pull a knife out of her sweater, running at Y/N. Finneas quickly turned around, shielding her. It was too late for Lizzie to stop, if she even wanted to. She drove the knife into Finneas' shoulder blade, making him fall onto Y/N. That's when I black out in rage. I ran towards Lizzie, knocking her down. I sat on her, stabbing her 16 times. I don't remember much else.

After that, she laid dead on the floor. Y/N was sobbing, terrified in Finneas' arms.

Finneas' POV

I held the crying Y/N to my chest, forcing her head into my shoulder so she couldn't see what happened. I've been stabbed. "Finneas!" Billie yelled. I turned over, to see the dead body. I didn't want Y/N to see it, so I told her not to move. "Finneas! Are you okay?? Oh my god!" She yelled, cupping her hands around my face, kissing my forehead. Billie looked frantic. "Billie, just take me to the hospital." I said, barely able to breathe. I was still conscious. I'm so glad Y/N is okay. I haven't realized how much I love her until now. She makes Billie so happy, and if anything happened to her, Billie would be gone as well. She's a part of Billie, and Billie is all I have left. She's Billie's heart, and without a heart, the body can't stay alive. I don't care if I'm okay or not. I just want my Billie to be okay. Y/N was so scared, I feel horrible for letting Lizzie into our home. Same with Cordell.

Billie's POV

I pulled Y/N to me, quickly so she couldn't see. "Close you eyes, or you get spanked." I whispered into her ear. I didn't want to threaten her, but if she saw what I did she'd be afraid of me. Even if I was saving her and Finneas' life. She obeyed, and Finneas was looking tired. "Noah, watch him. Make sure he doesn't go unconscious or close his eyes for too long." She nodded, and I brought Y/N upstairs.

"Stay up here. I don't want you seeing what happened, Okay angel?" I said, going to kiss her cheek when she pushed me away. "Why are you babying me? Finneas is hurt because of me. It's my fault. Billie, I'm not a child!" She said, frustrated. I felt guilty. She's right, but there's reasons I baby her so much. I sat on the bed, and pulled her into my lap. She rolled her eyes. I hugged her close to my chest. "I'm sorry you feel like that baby. It's not your fault. Please don't think that. You did nothing wrong." I said kissing the top of her head. She sighed. "Fine." She said, hopping off my lap. "I'm gonna go take care of Finneas. I'll get you when it's time to go to the hospital. Are you hurt at all, babygirl?" I asked. She shook her head, sitting back down on our giant bed. "I'll be back in a minute." I said quickly pecking her lips, making her smile. I love that smile. I booped her nose. Even though my brother was just stabbed and is bleeding on the kitchen floor, there's always time for nose boops. I Left the room, running downstairs to Finneas, him still sitting under the kitchen island, bleeding. I bent down to him and looked at him. "I'm gonna take off your shirt, to see the wound. Can you turn around?" I asked, putting my hand on his arm. He nodded and slowly turned, putting his arms up. I took his shirt off of him and looked at the wound. It was deep. I wiped some blood around the wound. My parents taught us first aid. I never thought I'd have to use it. Noah already had the kit out. I took out gloves and put them on. "Finneas, lay on your tummy." I said soothingly. I'm saying works like "tummy" to calm him down and make the situation seem less severe. He did what I told him, but I had to put my arm under his chest and lower him down so he didn't use his right arm, which was the side the stab wound was on. I applied pressure to it, and after about 20 minutes I dressed the wound.

We got into the car, Finneas' minivan. "Fuck, I forgot Y/N." I said, hopping out. I'm really worried about Finneas. I don't think there's any other situation I'd forget Y/N. I went upstairs and got my babygirl, covering her eyes down the stairs and rushing her into the car, grabbing her purse and making sure she had her important stuff.

The nearest hospital is 70 miles away. Even though Finneas likes the one in LA better, we don't have 3 hours to drive there. Y/N looked at Finneas worriedly. "I'm cold and hungry. Give me some chips." He spat. He's pissed, I would be too if I was just stabbed. I had him lying in Y/N's lap laying on his stomach because I forgot a pillow, so it was a bit awkward. I handed him a bag of salted rice chips, and gave him a blanket. "Shhhhh, it's okay. You have something to eat, just relax." I said, stroking and running my fingers in his hair. I need to keep him calm. "Y/N, are you alright sweetheart?" He asked. She nodded. "I'm okay. You'll be okay too." She said. He smiled. Finneas is getting really protective of her, I've been noticing. I'm glad, because I want Y/N in my life forever. I want Finneas to treat her as family, and he's doing more than that. He risked his life for my baby. My everything. I don't even know what I could do that would be enough to thank him.

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