𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐁 𝐄

𝑬𝒚𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕

"I know, baby. I know." Billie whispered in attempt to comfort me while I cried in her lap.

School was over and we were in her bed watching a movie.

I couldn't help but cry the whole time.

I was crying all day.

Everyone's seen me naked now.

Not only was it embarrassing but now I have to worry about some pervert taking pictures of me while I'm getting dressing.

I haven't cried this much since my dad died.

"Hey, look at me." Billie mumbled.

I sniffled and looked up at her captivating blue eyes.

"It happened. It's over. There's no use crying over spilled milk, Luna. And for what it's worth, I think your body is beautiful." She stroked my hair, her other hand using her thumb to slowly wipe away my tears.

Her voice was so mollifying. 

It was raspy and soft.

And her gentle touch only added to how fazed she had made me.

"Thank you, Billie. From the three days I've known you... You're one of the greatest friends I've ever had in my life. I-.... I feel like I can trust you." I sighed with my voice still a bit shaky as a result from all the sobbing I had been doing.

I'm surprised I still have some tears left to cry. 

At this point, one would think I'd have no tears left to cry.

Billie leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"You should go take a bath. It'll calm you down. When you're done, I'll put out some comfy clothes for you, I'll put on a movie you like, and we can stop thinking about what happened today, yeah?" God I don't deserve such a good friend.

"Sure." I smiled softly.

We had a moment.

A moment of silence.

Where we just kept eye contact.

I was mesmerized.

She had such a magnetic aura.

I took notice to ever so small facial features that made her the beauty she is.

Her freckles that weren't perceptible from afar.

Her button nose which was akin to my own.

Her pink, rotund lips that infrequently put on a smile.

Though when she did smile, she could make any girl question their beauty.

She was such an easy person to talk to and trust.

It was almost to good to be true.

She's the perfect friend.

Thinking of it now, I haven't done much for her, though I want to.

It wouldn't be fair if it was only her handing out the favors.

"I'll go get you a towel." She went along to remove me off her lap gently, going over to her closet for a spare towel.

It's insane how fast she was able to calm me down.

I nearly forgot about today entirely.

Wow.

"Here you go," She handed me a red towel. "I wouldn't recommend you get undressed in my bathroom because I have this weird neighbor who likes to.... look at people."