The next morning I automatically felt better. I didn't feel so stressed anymore. I felt....normal. I get out of bed and do my daily routine. Change, and head downstairs.
I see the two agents in the living room peacefully sleeping. I make myself a quick breakfast, making sure I leave some for the others, and I go on about my day.
I was about to get ready for work when I realized, I can't.
I'm suspended. I forgot.
I don't know what to do in this loft honestly. There's nothing to do. I don't socialize outside of work and my only friends are my coworkers. My closest ones are Nova and Cece but I can't really hang out with them. And I'm pretty sure these agents want nothing to do with me.
I decide to go out for a coffee. That should distract me for a little bit. I quickly change and head for the door. I hear someone's voice before I do.
"And where do you think you're going miss?" It was one of the agents.
"I'm just going out for a coffee."
"Without us?" They raise an eyebrow.
"I'll be back as soon as I can. I'll be fine. I swear." I smile and head out before they speak again.
I walk down the street to the nearest cafe, and when I get to it, I head in. The warm smell of sweet bitterness fills my lungs. It felt good to have a full day to myself, with no distractions. If anything, I think I deserved it.
I head to the cashier and let the barista know what I want. She takes my order and I sit myself at a table waiting for my drink.
As I sat there, I felt a lingering presence nearby. I'm not sure if I was just overreacting or hallucinating, but I swear I felt someone watching me.
I'm probably just paranoid.
I wait a few more minutes then my name is called. I kindly thank the barista and I take a nice long sip, then head home.
I felt that feeling of being watched again. I don't know if it's just me but I was sure someone was following me. I decided to jog home, trying to get there as fast as I can.
I slowly but surely made it home. Thank god. I couldn't stand another minute there without having that weird feeling.
I walk up to my doorstep and see a small envelope in front of the door.
Fuck.
I look around the area, inspecting every piece of it, but see nothing.
I pick up the envelope and rip it open. Another card. I read it carefully.
You looked so cute today. xoxo <3
-B
This can't be.
Billie followed me all the way to Quantico, and now she knows where I live. I can't stay here anymore.
I quickly slam the door open and I see the two agents jump in fear.
"We have to go." I say quickly grabbing a bag and packing up small things in it.
"What's going on?" One of them says.
"She's here."
"Who's here?"
"Billie Eilish."
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FanfictionY/N is an FBI agent with a special mission. Serial Killer Billie Eilish has returned after being caught when her team was already settling down from the case. Billie had committed multiple homicides, and there's no time to waste. Now you and your...