Dont treat me badly

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Y/N POV

(Billie, italics)
"I'm not having this conversation Billie!"
"Y/n please, hear me out. It was an accident I'm sorry!"
"Billie, having sex in my house in my bed and leaving my child on the couch alone is not an accident. I'm over it. I don't accept your apology."
"Our child, y/n. Not just yours!"
"Start acting like a responsible mom and then I'll call her ours."
"Please, y/n. Can I come over? It's been 2 weeks I just wanna talk to you!"
"Billie..."
"Y/n please..."
"Okay. Be here at 12" I hung up.

I don't wanna have a problem with Billie but she's making it harder every time I give her a chance. I can't keep doing this.

I want her to be in Elliot's life but I'm afraid she'll mess up again.

Elliot's at Fin and Claudia's house, they wanted to babysit her for today. It was meant to be a chill day but now that Billie's coming over, it's out of the subject.

I scroll through my phone for about half an hour before I hear to doorbell ring.

"It's open" I shout

Billie comes in and closes the door. She hesitantly sits opposite me and opens her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.
"Explain"
"I can't loose you again y/n, I always fuck up. It's always my fault" she says and runs a hand through her hair. I look at her, and then her arm, and then her wrists.
"Billie..." I look at her teary eyed
"Yeah?" I pat the space next to me, implying her to sit and she does.

"Can I see your...arm?"
"I don't want to have that conversation y/n I'm fine"
"Billie please let me just see. I won't say anything if that's what you want" I plead. She looks down at herself and then shows me her left wrist. 5 lines across her wrist, 3 of them look fresh.

"When was this Bil?" No answer
"Please!"
"2 from yesterday, 3 from this morning" she says and scruffs the back of her neck, defeated and uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry" I say
"No y/n, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for all this to happen, all I wanted to do was be a mom to Elliot and I messed it up, I mess everything up. I'm a fucking asshole, I don't deserve a second fucking chanc-" she starts to sob uncontrollably and I shuffle next to her shaking body and pull her into a side hug while her hands are still covering her face.

"I-i'm sorry it- it's all m- my fault!"
I hush her softly and pull her impossibly closer.

I pull her away and she looks up at me, tears pooling in her eyes.

"Listen here and listen good, I'm gonna give you one last chance and if you fuck it up, you're gone, from mine and Elliot's life. I trust you to not mess it up. Please, Bil?" She smiles weakly.

"I will not fuck it up, thank you for taking me back, I felt like an asshole because I assumed shit so quickly I'm so so sorry" she roughly wiped her cheek with her hand and fondled with her rings.

"It's okay now Billie, you're fine" I give her a weak smile and open my arms for a hug.

I pull her into my arms and we hold eachother tightly, both sobbing at this point. I take a second to inhale her scent, a sugary vanilla fills my nostrils as I start to feel relaxed and content in her arms. This feels normal. It feels nostalgic. Like how we used to cuddle before I got pregnant, like how she always used to spray her hoodies with her perfume and leave them at my house so when I wore them, they smelt of her. It's just feels right. Like deja vu, you know?

A/n: Y'all still trust Billie or?
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