A Billie Eilish Fanfic - Kidnapped

Jealousy

Cleo's POV

One thing that I have learned about Billie is she can be really mean and cruel when she wants to be. Another thing I learned, is I think I like girls. Mostly just Billie. I wanted her to come back to the room so bad. Even though she just yelled at me and pulled my hair and showed my naked body off to boys that I didn't even know. I know she wouldn't let them touch me. I know she didn't mean it. I know she likes me. Kind of.

I read about Stockholm's Syndrome in school once, I was afraid that's what was happening to me except worse. Part of my day was spent planning how to get out of this place, the other part was spent planning how to please Billie. I wanted her to love me. I might be losing my mind. 

Billie took all of my clothes so I'm completely naked. She knows its a shame thing for me and she's punishing me I know it. What's worse is she hasn't come into the room in days. She sends some girl named Danielle that calls me a bitch all the time in with food. 

"When is Billie coming back?" I asked Danielle ask she sat a tray down.

"Don't get your hopes up, she gets bored of her toys like you quickly. She's been fucking some white trash hoe the past few hours." 

I was jealous. Why was I jealous? I don't even know her last name. Or her birthday. Or how many felonies she had (a lot I'm sure). I wanted her to want me. 

Maybe I should just focus on escaping.