New tears formed in my eyes when I saw Billie walk through the door. I looked down ashamed, embarrassed of what I had done. Of what she have found out. As you should .(a)
I tried to get away from his slapping, to shy away in the corner so Billie couldn't see me. But he just forced my head back down,me gagging along the way. "If you don't do as I say it'll be worse" he said his grip getting tighter on my hair, still not knowing Billie was in the room. "No it won't" billies soft, strong, and assuring voice said. He turned his head sharp, being startled by another voice in the room.He immediately pushed my head away leaving his dick poor and floppy. Blood rushes to his cheeks and he stood there talking like a baffling idiot trying to make excuses. But she had none of it. "Now tell me why you think it's ok to do this to her." She said getting closer towards him with each step. He started to talk but she stopped him before he even had a chance. "You know what I don't even wanna here your pathetic excuse." She said her face filled with disgust.
She looked him straight in his eyes and decked home right in the nose. Him immediately falling out of conscious. I smiled liking the fact that finally it's not me being the one knocked out. Billie looked at me when she heard a noise coming. "Hop in the bed, we will talk later." She said her face and voice stern. I gulped and nodded jumping in the bed. She dragged that man in the closet and closed the door. As soon as she did a nurse walked in. We smiled at her innocently.
" hi I'm nurse Janis and I came here to tell you you can be discharged today." She said smiling sweetly. I nodded. "Ok, just let me get the papers so you can sign them, is your stepfather still here?" She asked. I shook my head no. "He went home after I told him what happened." I said shockingly very convincing. She nodded and walked out.
I smiled looking at Billie. Billie looked at me with sorrow in her eyes. My smile instantly faded. "Why?, why would you let him do that?" She asked. That same flare back in her eyes that eye saw a week ago. I looked down in shame while tears filled my eyes. Billie instantly came by my side.
She pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back. "Just tell me why?" "Why would you almost kill yourself baby, why would you let him disrespect you like that?" She asked, her voice shaking as if she was crying. My head sprung up when I felt a tear on my head. I looked at Billie and immediately wiped her tears and held her face softly. "Don't cry okay"
"this isn't your problem." I said softly. She shook her head rapidly. "It is my problem, it became my problem the day I started caring for you." She said looking in my eyes. "All I want to know is why?"She said her eyes running after mine after I redirected mine. I locked my eyes to hers. "He knows my weaknesses. He knows my pressure points and how to push my buttons. He has me wrapped around his finger." I said looking at her for her reaction. A tear rolled down my face.
"The cutting?" She asked. "I told you. That's the only pain I can control. It makes everything numb, it's intoxicating." I said dozing off thinking about it. Billie looked at me pouting slightly. She grabbed my hand and looked in my eyes.
"Please don't do it anymore I beg of you. I can't lose you. I haven't known you that long but I can't lose y-" her voice breaks and my heart clenches. I pulled her in a hug. Running my fingers through her hair. "I can't promise anything but I'll try okay." I said looking for some sort of agreement. She nodded and raised back up.
"I'm putting him in jail whether you know it or not." She says. "How?" I asked. "I have connections." She said simply and I decided not to push it further. She grabbed my wrist and a marker from the desk. I looked at her intrigued by her actions. She drew a simple, big, bold butterfly on my arm and all the places I cut myself.
"I want you to take care of them okay. I don't want ANY of them dead. If you cut one they all die so please take care of them." I smiled at her cute idea to stop me from cutting. "I'll try." I said knowing I probably won't succeed. She smiled and kissed all them gently. I blushed at her then the nurse walked in looking confused.
"Uhmm here are the discharge papers" she said handing it to me. I'm smiled taking them and signing them. Me and Billie walked out. She pulled her good over her head while facing down and put on shades. Huh weird. We ran to her car and she said "LETS BLOW THIS BITCH!"

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