The swings | b.e

weak

I'm shit, So sorry for not updating sooner, haven't had motivation. And I'm very sorry for that. But here's another chapter💘

Billie's POV:

Y/n and I are currently in a club's rooftop.
I took her here, not to drink or anything like that, I don't drink or do drugs, and I think neither does she. But I brought her here cuz it's peaceful, we're just talking.

"So when did you come back here?"
"To LA..?" I ask her

She looks at me for a few seconds before answering, "when father and I left LA, we went to the UK for 4 years and we came back last year, I don't know why tho" she says explains

I nod, "did you really leave because your dad didn't want you making friends..?" I ask softly, taking a good look at her, hoping to catch if she's lying or not.

She fidgets with her fingers, "well, yea.. he figured out that I made a friend, which was you, but it's not your fault, I promise. I just didn't hide it-" she cuts herself off

"Why would you need to hide it? Making friends isn't something bad.." I reassure her

"I know, it's just father, i don't know what his deal is.." she says lowly

I notice her shivering, "are you cold?" I ask

"Er just a bit" she says

I open my arms and she immediately falls into my arms while I wrap my arms around her.

"Blue" I whisper while brushing my hand through her hair.

"hm?" She hums questioning

"You know you can..tell me anything, right?" I reassure her

She stays quiet for a few seconds before answering with a simple "yes".

I sigh, "wanna go for some food?" I ask

"Er- I think father was cooking some food for when I came back" she mumbles

"oh that's alright" I answer

"What time is it?" She asks tiredly
"It's only 8:21" I answer

She jolts up and stands up,
"I er.. need to go home now" she says nervously

I stand up and fix my pants,
"Sure, I'll take you there" I smile at her, she smiles back.

We go down the stairs so we can leave the club but as we're going through the sweaty people dancing-

"Oh leaving so soon?" A guy who is definitely drunk asks y/n, grabbing her wrist.

Y/n winces in pain and yanks her wrist back.

"Why are you leaving princess?" He asks her

I go infront of her, "can you fuck off?" I say loud enough for him to hear over the music. "Do you need anything?" I ask rudely.

"Yes actually, I need that girl behind you" he says trying to grab y/n's arm

"Leave us alone you creep" I hiss

"Oh please I just wanna have sum fun" he says drunkly (is that even a word😩)

I punch him straight in the nose
"God these people are sick" I saying rolling my eyes and grabbing y/n's wrist.

"Ow ow" she winces, I quickly let go of her wrist and go to check if she has a bruise or why it hurts but she stops me.

"No!" She says and yanks her arm away "I'm fine, it's just a bruise from the dude's grip" she reassures me.

I nod awkwardly and put my arm around her shoulder and walk towards the car, leaving to her house.

- - -

I put the car in park mode and look at the now, sleeping y/n besides me.

"Y/n" I say lowly and shaking her slightly, trying to wake her up.

She flinches and wakes up,
"Oh it's just you.." she whispers and rubs her eyes

"What do you mean?" I ask while chuckling

"Nothing" she blurts out, she picks up her backbag and opens the car door.

"Thanks for today" she says while smiling warmly

"Oh it's nothing ma" I lowly say

She blushes but goes for a hug to try and hide it, I hug her back and kiss her cheek.

"See you at school next week, or I'll pick you up in the weekend" I tell her

She pulls away from the hug and looks at me with exited eyes, "alright" she agrees with the plan.

"See ya" she says and leaves the car, shutting the door after. I wave and leave, driving to my house.

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Y/n's POV:

I enter the house and let out a long breath, today was amazing.

"Where were you?!" I hear a voice yell

I flinch and turn to the side, greeted by an angry father.

"I- was er... I- had to stay at a classmate's house to finish a project" I say lowly

"Without my permission?!?" He yells and starts walking towards me.

Then I feel a slap on my cheek, "you CANT be going to people's house without my permission! Plus, they can see your disgusting bruises" he yells in my face

My eyes start to water and I try blinking the tears away.

"You're so weak, keep your emotions to yourself" he says sternly

"sorry father" I apologize, not actually meaning it tho.

He steps back and looks at me madly, "I changed your list, you now have 15, once you get to 15, you'll regret it" he says and grabs his drink.

I nod sternly, once he leaves, I quickly go upstairs to my bedroom.

I lock the door behind me and quickly go to my dresses, looking for my blades.

Where the fuck are they? I've looked everywhere I hide them.

Whatever,

I go to my school book bag and take out the sharpener, taking the blade inside it successfully.

I sit in the corner of my room, but I don't have to tell you what I did for you to know what I did. I don't do this everyday, I just do it when I feel like shit or I'm just upset, maybe 3 to 4 times a week.

After that I just took a quick shower and went to bed.