chapter 13
"well, well, well look what we have here" the green eyed bitch said with a raised eyebrow
a couple hours earlier
how is josie still alive i don't get it, this whole time i've been grieving her and she wasn't even dead
i thought about killing myself countless times because i couldn't live with the fact that my bestfriend was dead
we've been together since the womb, we were like sisters and the fact that billie knew this whole time
i knew she was fucking weird from the start
jordan is having a sleepover tonight which i'm hoping will get my mind off of billies weird ass
i get my bag and stuff an outfit and pajamas inside of it, i go down stairs and sneak into my fathers office because that's where he keeps all of his alcohol
he thinks i'm an angel so i don't think he'd suspect i took it, he'd probably think it was my mom
i go to his closet, open both doors and stare at all the different alcohols in his closet, if i was an alcoholic this would definitely be paradise
i grabbed three bottles; whiskey, tequila and bourbon
i hid them in my bag and tiptoed out of my dads office but my heart beat grew rapid when i heard footsteps coming down the stairs
shit
"hey kiddo, aren't you going to a sleepover" he asked walking into the kitchen opening the fridge
"yeah, actually alisons coming to pick me up she could be here any second now" i smile nervously gripping onto my bag tighter
he bites the apple he got from the fridge and looks at my grip on the bag
"why are you holding the bag so tight watcha tryna hide" he squinted his eyes smiling
right as he said that i heard a car beep outside
"that's alison i have to go, see you later dad, love you" i rushed out and sped to alisons car
"girl you saved my life, he almost caught me with the drinks" she opened her eyes wide
"damn girl, i mean not all superhero's wear capes some wear designer dior" she said sticking her tongue out while pulling out of my drive way
"so how's it going with you and billieee" she smiled glancing at me before focusing her attention back to the rode
"the bitch is crazy as fuck, she should be in a fucking psych ward or police station"
"what the hell happened bitch?" she asked glancing at me once again
should i tell her? i'm just going to stay quiet... for now all i can think about is the rock that was thrown through my window
"i'll tell you later, now lets go get fucking drunk" i laugh as she pulls into the driveway of jordan's house
i grab my bag and we get out of the car walking up the steps in front of the door, as soon as we walked in we were hit with the smell of weed
"how the fuck yall start without us" alison said jumping on the couch and snatching the blunt from kayla
i went upstairs and changed into my pajamas before heading back down stairs with the bottles of alcohol in my hands, i was wearing a white tank top and black shorts
"who's ready to get fucked up" i yelled holding the bottles like they were grammys while i stuck my tongue out
izzy went into the kitchen and got five shot glasses sitting them on the coffe table in front of the couch we were on
