NOTHING

8

Eloise

"Mommy," I call out going room to room just to find her, I had my teddy that mommy gave me in my arms.

"Mommyyyy," I opened the door to her room but didn't see her anywhere, but I heard noises from the bathroom. Curiously I went towards it and opened the door, I found mommy on the floor wheezing and hardly able to move. I looked around and saw some white powder on the sink, I wanted to touch it but mommy grabbed my arm.

"Mommy?" I went down to her level, she was sweaty and didn't look so good It scared me.

"Eloise," she said while taking a couple of deep breaths before saying something else.

"I'm sorry," she finally said now touching my cheek, next thing I know her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she was shaking a lot, I stood up and dropped my teddy before screaming at the top of lungs till the point where my throat started to hurt which made me scream and cry more.

A bunch of people came running in with guns including my uncle Finneas, they came to help mommy and uncle Finneas took me away along with my teddy. I couldn't stop crying, I didn't want to leave my mommy.
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Finneas

I finally got Eloise to calm down and laid her down for bed with a milk bottle, I covered her with the blankets after she had fell asleep while holding her teddy that Billie had made her tight. I slowly walked out of the room trying not to make a lot of noise and closed the door. I headed over to my dads office and saw him looking out of the balcony doors.

"Father," I said

"Son sit"

I sat down in one of the chairs

"How is she?"

"She's gonna be fine," he cleared his throat in sat down in his large office chair

"Did you know?" He asked me

"No father"

"Me eithier"

"...you're worried about her"

"I'm not worried she's strong we've been in many situations like this-"

"Yeah but never an overdose"

"Like I said she's gonna be fine"

"Whatever you say," I stood up and walked out, My dad acts all tough with Billie because Billie is troubled, I mean aren't we all? But I know he has a soft spot for her.

I learned how to be peaceful and maintain a healthy relationship with my girlfriend and others, even though I kill, Billie hasn't learned it. I tried to teach her, tried to get her into therapy but was all denied by my father. He liked that Billie had no emotion, he liked that she could get cut or shot and won't feel a god damn thing, he liked having her as a weapon, his favorite weapon.

Billie started to age and only became stronger, she didn't grow up like I did cause all she did was train, she became a killing machine, she became aggressive towards everyone and has a bad temper, she became spoiled and when she didn't get whatever she wanted she'd bash their head in until their brains were splattered all over the floor. She was only 14 then.

17 now and colder than ever, she's not so spoiled now, but definitely a lot more dangerous, you never know where she's coming from, you'll have to watch every corner but even then she still has you and it's too late, she's too good, she knows you every move.