this is a rewrite of my story "want"
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"i want you and you want me, so what's the harm, babygirl?"
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meet billie eilish; the "top dog" of franklin high. she's easily one of the most intimida...
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hope's pov monday, january 4th
"did you miss me, addy?"
"maddy?" i asked shocked.
"hi, baby." she smiled as she started walking over to me. i backed away though, which made her brows furrow as she frowned. "why are you backing away?"
i flinched away as she tried to reach out to grab my hand. "don't t-touch me."
"i see your stutter is still there. that's a shame. well, how are you these days?"
"leave me alone." i told her harshly.
"come on, baby. we haven't seen each other in eight months, and this is how you treat me?"
"stop fucking calling me that." i spat.
"you know, you are so hot when you're mad." she smirked before grabbing my arm to pull me towards her so that she could smash her lips into mine. i tried to pull away, but she just tightened her grip on my arm.
i eventually was able to snatch my arm away, though by now i had started to panic.
that shouldn't have happened. why the hell would she— that's so— fuck.
i leaned back against the wall and slid down it. i pulled my knees to my chest. my breathing was erratic, and i could barely hold a thought for more than a couple of seconds.
billie.
she's going to be so pissed when she finds out about this.
i hope she doesn't blame me. i didn't do anything.
"baby, are you okay? what's taking so lo—" billie started to say as she walked into the bathroom, but cut herself off as she spotted me. her face scrunched up in confusion before she quickly came over to me and kneeled beside me.
"what happened, tiny?" she asked, obviously concerned.
"i-i can't— i can't breathe." i managed to get out. it was obvious that i couldn't breathe, but that was the only thing i could think of to say at the moment.
"calm down," she tried to soothe me before grabbing my hand and placing it on her chest. "look, i need you to copy my breathing, alright? deep breath in, then let it out."
she continued to try and help me even my breathing out. after a few minutes, it worked.
"you're okay." she murmured softly.
"so, you're done throwing your fit now, addy?" maddy asked.
"who the fuck are you?" billie asked harshly as she turned around to look at maddy.
"i would say ask her, but—" she cut herself off with a snort.
"i don't give a shit who you are anymore, we're fucking fighting." billie growled as she stood up.
