nothing else ever seems to hurt like the smile on your face. when it's only in my memories it dont hit me quite the same.. baby its a cause for concern. but im not at ease, keeping my head to curb.
pray to catch you whispering
i pray you catch me listening
im praying you catch me.
liyahs pov
after a while of feeling emotionless, you learn how to turn your emotions off completely. fuck billie and fuck all the pain, and stress, and heart ache she caused me. fuck danielle for having whatever i dont have. fuck all that shit.
its 11:00 am. i didnt sleep. i wasnt planning on it anyway. i spent my night collecting ALL of billies shit that she keeps here. shes here all the time.. was here all the time so it is alot of stuff. i put them into garbage bags and walked them to her house leaving them on her porch. maggie is on vacation with patrick, finneas is in paris with claudia. so billies on her own. just like i was.
i walk downstairs to see billie still sleep. i shake her lightly. she doesnt wake up. i shake her harder getting irritated. she groans. i hope her hangover is horrible, if its not, imma make it.
is this me snapping? is this my breaking point? i dont feel as sad as i should..more like...revengeful? petty? angry? whatever it is.
"wake the fuck up." i say sternly and she opens her eyes. she lets herself adjust to the light, once she sees me like sees me sees me she shoots up. "oh uhm..hey honey! whats wrong?" she says rubbing her forehead. she aint remember?
"are you fucking dumb? most importantly do you think IM FUCKING DUMB?" i snap back.
"my head hurts please dont yell." she says back lowly.
"awe baby does ur head hurt? does your neck hurt too from all the hickeys? does your lips hurt from all the kisses that definitely arent from me?" i say. her eyes go wide and she flinches when i get closer to her.
i put my hand on her neck,tracing all the marks i didnt make. every scratch, bite, every purple patch of skin. i slowly wrap my hand around her throat and bite my bottom lip. billies eyes go darker. i push down a bit and she lets out a low moan. i remove my hand and hear her whimper.
"pathetic." i say shaking my head.
"get out." i say blankly.
"what why?" she shoots back.
"its over."
"what are you talking about? i love you aliyah." she says.
i know what shes doing. billie manipulative as fuck. it doesnt work on me anymore. i walk up to her and place my hands on her shoulders slowly trailing them down. when i get to her waistband, her breath hitches and i stop my movements. i push her slowly until shes backed up against the kitchen island.
"baby..." i whisper seductively in her ear.
"hm?"
i get really close to her ear so i can whisper even quieter.
"did you love me when you were fucking her?" i say and her breath starts speeding up.
i slide my hands back up resting them on her boobs.
"did you love me when you were touching her in all the places you only touch your girlfriend in?" i say and snatch my hands away stepping back.
her cheeks are flushed and i walk to the door, swaying my hips to fluster her more. i open the door.
"get out."
"aliyah im sorry i swear this was the first tim-"
"billie yo dumbass literally TOLD ME its been happening for a while now. get out."
"liyah i-"
"get the FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE." i yell getting impatient. regret flashes in her eyes before she speed walks past me across the street to her house.
i dont check to see if she made it. i just close my door and walk over to the couch, passing out in the same exact position she was in.
i will not allow billie to continue to treat me as if im less than what i know i am. it's over.
its over.
im free.
