!!!!!!! (Sequel to xanny)

(Short. Not sorry.)

~Past~

A month ago I tried to jump off the golden gate bridge.

When I hit the water I tried to scream, no one did anything but watch and film.

I'm not allowed to leave the house and I laugh when people ask me to hang out.

~present~

"I'm ready to live my life." He answered.

"You know... that nice." I smile leaning back into him. "You ever try to throw yourself off a bridge?"

"You are crazy kid." Tyler says, I shrug a single tear rolled down my face.

No one cared about me anymore. Why would you want to? I'm just another famous person.

People laugh at me for stupid stuff. I wonder if they know It goes straight to my head.

"I wanna go home!" I break down, screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Aiden!" Mama tried to run at me but they pulled her back. "Give me my fucking daughter!"

"Oh poor Billie eilish. Look how weak you are right now." Tyler says he shifts a little and I try to move away from him but he tightened his grip. "Your weak."

Like I'm not some famous persons daughter.

"I just wanna go home." I cry my eyes out more, I couldn't even make anything to say in my head, I was filled with fear. "This is not how I wanna die!"

"I had a dream once. I got everything I wanted. My ex girlfriend, a family, a home. Now I have nothing." Tyler says.

I start to slide down his body and he lets me until I collapse onto the hard floor beneath me.

"Stay away from her. Move to them and I shoot you." Tyler says I nod and curl up into a ball on the ground laying in a puddle of my own tears.

No one cared that I was about to die besides mama. She's the only one in here who cares, I have no idea if the twins have ran out and made it to safety without a care for anyone but their own life.

I don't blame them. Would any of us stay back to rescue the other unless, we got paid for it.

I only think about myself. What has my dead actions done to the people around me?

"Let the hostages go!" A loud speaker says from outside.
Who gave a fuck, like he would give up that easy.

I stud up from the ground shaking and stare Tyler in the eyes he pointed the gun at me and smiled.

"I hope you burn in hell." I say he laughed and nods.

"Same to you offspring." He says getting ready to pull the trigger of the gun.

I step back and get ready to high kick the gun out his hand.

"Give me a count down." I spoke out, he shrugged and started to count as soon as he hit 4 I lifted my leg up and kicked.

He pulled it hitting me in my frontal lobe and the last thing I hearing is more gun shots and Tyler falling before me.

———
I fractured my foot again.
I don't Remember if I told this app or not.

Bye,
BillieEilishstannn