Return Of The Rebel Child//Billie Eilish

✓Chapter 2

Billie's pov

Morgan just left the house looking a little bit torn I don't know where the hell she just went to and I hope she'll be back safely.

She feels bad that I didn't tell her I was alive but it was for her sake and mine. I couldn't have been able to watch her dying inside after seeing the state I was in.

I love her too much to want to see her hurting,I know it's alot to take in three months of not seeing me... I just come back,I don't expect her to just jump back into whatever we had.

I'll give her all the time she needs to adjust. I have to be honest,those exercises helped me build a lean powerful body,my legs are still wobbly but they've always been like that.

My ass kinda build up too as well not noticable but a little improvement isn't bad. My curves are very refined and I am loving it all.

It's almost 4am and Morgan isn't back, everyone left to give us time incase Morgan explodes they wanted to be far.

I start pacing the living room ignoring the pain from my right ankle.

Too much pain, I can't
. Sitting down rubbing my upper leg gently and the door opens revealing Morgan.

She walks up to me dropping her jacket down making dollars bills spread across the floor,her lip is busted at the corner and so is her forehead but just a little making blood drip onto her shirt,her cheek is swelling too,she's limping,her hair is braided but pulled on a little.

She falls at my feet setting her head on my lap facing down. Her body shakes as a sob rips through her.

Why is she crying?

"I'm sorry" she sobs out. "I let my guard down that day,I couldn't even bring myself to attend your fake burial. You were alive trying so much to come back and I didn't even try"

"I don't know what's happening to me Billie,it hurts and hurts and hurts,I feel so broken inside and I hate it... I hate it" she sobs harder.

"Please fix me Billie, please" she whispers out holding onto me. "Please." She begs before passing out.

I was holding her the whole time as she cried,I didn't have to put it into words to make her feel better, holding and listening is enough.

I do my best and carry her up to her room,I lay her on the bed and clean her up.

Looks like I won't be walking tommorow my leg really hurts.

I go back downstairs taking the money putting it back into her jacket and car keys and lay them on the couch. I walk into the kitchen and make some soup as it gets ready I lock all the doors and windows,I put it into a flask and grab a bowl and spoon.

I walk back upstairs with everything wincing each time I moved.

Morgan is strong and very well built,my strength can't be compared with hers,I might have to go back to the hospital cause of this but I don't care, I'll do whatever it takes.