"Billie?" I squeezed someones hand. I rolled over squeezing their hand tighter.
"The baby, the baby." Was all I could think about.
"Billie, what are you talking about?"
"Jake, you know the baby." I slowly opened my eyes.
"Billie, it's not Jake it's Rick." My heart started pounding why did I say that. "But the baby is fine. Jake did ask when he was here."
"What happened?"
"You passed out you had really low blood sugar." He looked at me and sighed
"But I don't have diabetes."
"No you don't but you didn't eat anything today." He jokingly frowned
"Why are you here?"
"We are in watches."
"So how long have you been here?"
"About an hour."
"I'm sorry." I held out my arms for a hug Rick lent in wrapping his arms around me.
"Why you sorry." Rick asked looking me in the eyes.
"Because I know you like me." he shifted a bit but still hugging me.
"Is it really that good obvious." I nodded into his shoulder. He pulled back looking me agin in the eyes he lent in and I didn't know what do so I coughed and slowly closed my eyes and went to sleep.
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Billie Scott- Dumping ground
Teen FictionWhen Bille was born she was put up for adoption and nobody wanted her so she went from foster home to foster home but they didn't work out so when Billie turned 15 she was moved to Elm tree house
