yours | b.e

chapter twenty-two

Willow's P.O.V

"Thank you for everything here." I said with a wide smile as I engulfed Mike into a tight hug.

"You deserve this and more. You're reaching places you know that right?" He asked me, pulling away from the embrace and smiling at me.

"Fingers crossed." I replied, chuckling.

After a few more hugs and waved, Quinn and I soon boarded our plane and took our seats.

"Can I have the window seat?" Quinn asked and I groaned. For once, when I actually got the seating I wanted, someone was ready to argue for it. After a lot of convincing, I finally gave in, making Quinn softly squeal. I smiled at her childish gesture, as I quickly sat down in the middle.

"Have you told Pearl about your flight?" Quinn and I smiled, nodding my head no.

"I wanna surprise her." I was, giggling, making her laugh.

"What if you walk in on Conan and Pearl-" Quinn started off and I stopped her, waving my hand.

"Girl, don't even fucking go there. I don't wanna have a picture in my head."

As we waited for the plane to take off, Quinn decided to post something on her page. And just as I expected, the likes and comments quickly piled up. But the comments were a bit off from what I was thinking they would be.

vxlerie_ willow and quinn do be cute tho

jaydenmartinez @vxlerie_ maybe billie was with drew after all lmao

"What are they even going on about?" I asked out loud, and Quinn was as puzzled as I was. I took out my phone and refreshed Instagram.

Pictures of Billie and Drew popped up on my page. Billie's arms draped around Drew as she rested her chin on her shoulders. The pictures were old, they were taken way before I even met Billie, but just seeing them made my heart sink.

I'm pretty sure Quinn noticed the tension as she gave a quick side hug.

"They're old pictures, it's okay." I replied, trying my best to brush aside the thoughts.

"A hug never hurt." She stated and I thanked her, smiling.

I clicked on the comments and found something I wasn't expecting.

unclecrunckle 👀

billieeilish THESE ARE OLLDDDDDDDDDDDD

"That bitch." Quinn spoke, putting my thoughts into words. I slowly nodded, agreeing. I decided to post something, as a way of responding to the rumors. I landed upon a picture Quinn had taken a few days back.

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willow_bridges @billieeilish

"That has to do." I muttered to myself as I kept on refreshing the page.

"So Willow does get involved in drama." Quinn whistled, making me roll my eyes. Just as I was hoping, Billie soon commented under the post.

billieeilish my babyyy

I smiled to myself as I read her comment. It was like I could feel my heart glow, which sounded weird enough.

"Someone's in love." Quinn sang, and I let out a soft chuckle.

"No shit."

The flight soon took off and Quinn and I were both busy talking and laughing amongst ourselves. I was really grateful for her, truly. If it weren't for her, I would have dreaded this trip from start to end. I couldn't wait to introduce her to Pearl; I just know they will get along and hopefully, I won't be the one left out.

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PEARL'S P.O.V

conan

I can't do this anymore.
I'm sorry Pearl but my career's more important.

I scoffed to myself as I read the messages over and over again. It was over. It was going so well until a couple of days back when he started to act a bit strange. And then I woke up to these messages. I didn't even bother to reply as I threw the phone onto the couch, the tears finally falling.

"Fuck this." I whispered to myself, as I got up and walked towards the refrigerator. Grabbing the tub of ice cream with one hand and taking a spoon with the other, I closed the fridge door with my foot. Plopping down on the sofa, I increased the volume of the T.V. and started to have the entire tub of ice cream.

Half-way through the movie, a few knocks were heard on the main door. Willow didn't tell me she was coming home today, so I was confused as to who it might be. Placing the paper tub on the coffee table, I made my way towards the door and unlocked it.

"Sam?" I asked, both out of shock and anger.

"I came to see Willow."

"And you think she wants to see you?" I asked, rudeness evident in my tone as I spoke.

But he ignored what I said. "Is Willow out and when is she coming?"

"She's in another country you fucking dick." I spoke and his eyes widened at my words.

"I-I know you hate me for-"

"Hate you? The only thing holding me back from killing you is basically nothing." I responded monotonously.

"Are you okay? I feel like there's something bothering you." He asked me.

"How nice of you." I replied, flashing him the fakest smile possible.

"You're not okay, are you?" He asked and I laughed. This guy is really manipulative.

"I am." My voice cracked as I spoke and I saw him furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"She's not here, just leave." I slammed the door shut, and the tears instantly fell. I wasn't used to crying over a guy and now here I am. I sit down on the ground, my back against the door. I don't hear anyone outside so I assume he left, before I burst out into tears.

My phone buzzed as I looked down to
see a notification.
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"You're still a dick." I spoke, and I heard a chuckle from the other side of the door.