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         Billie knew she knew it was her

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         Billie knew she knew it was her. God, she couldn't close her eyes without seeing her. 

The beautiful green eyes and the cute button nose, full lips, and the beautiful moles scattered all over her face.

Billie knew in the world there were over at least 8% of people that were named Alexander, but how was she this lucky. Two weeks ago when the girl joined the live, Billie didn't expect it she just came off the phone with Alexander and accidentally clicked on Instagram live.

How was she so lucky? At first, she didn't think it was her, but the smiley flame tattoo on her neck and the rose wolf tattoo on her chest. Of course, she knew the tattoos; she loved them all. Billie knew it had to be her, she fit everything

She was the most beautiful girl Billie has ever seen, and she wanted to blurt out that she knew who Alexander was.

But it had a tiny problem.

Billie age.

Billie was only seventeen

And Alexander looked older.

Billie didn't care, she had always dated people who were older than her. She didn't know how the older girl will have felt if she found out.

They weren't in a relationship, but Alexander didn't know she was being sexual with a minor.

People normally didn't care because of Billie's status, but she was afraid that the girl will have hated her.

She hated how attach she got to the other girl, Billie was afraid of getting cut off.

"Billie." Finneas pokes her cheek.

"What." She pushed his hand away.

"You're wandering off and not being your stupid self."

"I'm just thinking." Billie rubbed her face laying on the bed.

"What's up, speak to me?"

"I did something stupid, God, I didn't want to do it but it happen."

"What did you do?" Finneas looked at her sternly.

Billie started explaining everything, she went into the depth of the situation telling her brother about everything. She showed him the messages and explained the Instagram live.

"The pretty girl, red hair, slit in her eyebrows?"

"Yeah, she joined with the darker girl with curly black hair."

"She looked older, Billie, you really fucked up, how can you fucking not ask her age? That's legal, especially if the internet finds out. What if her career gets ruin? Or whatever she's doing."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"Maybe you should take a step back from the situation."

That's what Billie did. She ghosted the other girl for two weeks; she brushed it off as her being busy with her career.

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