𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐁 𝐄

𝑭𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒚

Luna's POV

"Luna will you just fucking talk to me?" Billie called after me.

I ignored her and continued walking into the police station's bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

I just cant even be near her right now.

I just- It's way too hard to believe it was all a dream.

Maybe the one where she killed Chanel was a dream considering that guy put some cloth over my mouth and made me sleep or whatever but... everything else that happened to me... something just doesn't add up.

It was way too goddamn real.

I refuse to believe it was a dream, regardless of lack of evidence.

Yes, I feel bad for her but if she's really my friend, she'll give me some space.

"You gonna tell me why the hell you keep avoiding me?" Billie walked in.

I backed up slowly to the point where my back was up against the wall.

"Luna, I'm not gonna fucking-

"Billie will you please just leave me alone, please."

"No! Tell me what the hell is going on with you. What, is it those stupid dreams you keep having about me?!" She quickly got frustrated.

"Yes, Billie! It is! Every time you come near me, all I can remember are those stupid fucking dreams and you know what? It's getting really hard to believe that they're dreams." I gritted through my teeth angrily. 

"What, so you're accusing me of raping you and licking your blood? Are you serious right now?"

"Hell, you might as well have!"

Suddenly, my back was slammed hard against the wall and her hand was around my throat ; her rings digging into my skin as her grip became tighter by the second.

Her nose was touching mine and her eyes never once looked anywhere else but right back at mine.

The silence in the room was anything but silent.

It was loud and the tension was thick.

But that didn't phase Billie one bit.

She licked her plump lips before slowly nearing my ear.

"I might as well have, right?" She rasped, her other hand pulling my body impossibly closer to hers.

I was nervous.

She could tell.

My breath was shaky and so were my hands.

I couldn't help but whimper each time her lips grazed over my neck ever so softly.

I almost didn't want it to stop.

But I'm straight.

I don't like women.

"Right." She chuckled.

She let go of my throat before eventually leaving me in the bathroom all alone.

Whoa.

Slow down there, Luna.

She's a lesbian. They act like this.

That's just how they are.

She wasn't about to touch me... she's just a really straight forward person.

That's all.

But I.... I want her to touch me.

I'm not gay but just her lips on my neck and her hand around my throat...

The amount of power she had over me in that moment.

It was different from what I was used to with men.

It didn't feel the same but not in a bad way.

Oh shut up, Luna. You just got kidnapped and now you're horny?

Right.

I just wanna go home, take a shower and fall asleep.

I only came in here to get away from Billie because she wouldn't stop asking me why I wouldn't talk to her.

That didn't work out.

I think it's better if we just... don't talk anymore.

So much weird shit has happened ever since I met her.

I think it's best we end it here.

I feel bad though.

I was her one and only friend.

I made her happy.

But my safety comes first.

Sorry, Billie.