huntress | billie eilish

chapter one

billie 𓏗

milanis.

her name never leaves my mind. her face.. her beautiful, beautiful face. the way her skin glows all the time. kissing her plump lips, running my fingers through her curly hair. sometimes i think about hurting her.. leaving the face that i love bruised and bloody.

but i have to remind myself that no billie, you don't hurt what you love. you don't hurt pretty things.

i take a deep breath, calming myself down. i always get worked up when i think about the love of my life. i remind myself of my surroundings and steady myself in the tree right outside of lani's window. i watched closely from the leaves as she lotioned her skin, nodding her head to her favorite song, shine by doja cat.

she's listened to that song exactly 142 times since she discovered it 3 months ago. i knew all the lyrics by heart and sang along with her most nights, picturing myself running my hands down her body as she danced, usually in her pajamas.

my heart flutters as she drops her towel, looking at herself in the mirror. i snapped a couple pictures to add to my collection as she eyed her ass. damn, has her ass gotten fatter?

i looked down at my watch, frowing. usually her annoying ass roommate, jasmin would come in and talk to her, showing her something on her phone or complaining about her dead love life. i guess not tonight. i hate when things don't go my way.

i hate when there's a plan and people don't follow it.

she grabbed her breasts and posed in front of her mirror, biting her lip. i felt my stomach clench at her actions. that'll be me one day. she turned around, slipping on an oversized t-shirt, switching on her red, orange and yellow ambient lights. she lit a candle and jumped into bed. silly thing, leaving your curtains open. i need to keep you safe.

i shook my head, climbing down the tree carefully. i grabbed a handful of pebbles from the tree planter and tossed them at her window, running towards the bushes. i smiled in victory when her curtains closed promptly.

always saving her. that's what im meant to do. she's mine to keep safe.

i unlocked my bike from the pole where i regularly parked it and rode in the nighttime, knowing i would be up at 5 am to execute my plan.

while i was riding i kept my eyes peeled for any stray animals. i eventually saw a black cat run across the street and i rode in its direction slowly so i wouldn't scare it. i opened my bag, prepared to capture it.

"come here, kitty.." i called out and carefully lifted a cardboard box. the cat tried to run but i grabbed it firmly and placed it in my bag. i smiled victoriously and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

everything's going to plan.

when i get home to my small apartment only five blocks away, i take off my necklace, using the key around it to open my room dedicated to the love of my life. i smile at all of the pictures of her on my walls, each labeled intricately for each aspect of her life.

i had every category you could think of: work, bedtime, exercise, tv/free time, fresh out the shower

i go over to my computer, plugging in my camera, ready to print out today's pictures. i had hours worth of new beautiful pictures. i reached over and grabbed her favorite perfume, spritzing it into the room and smiling once again.

i promised myself that id never negatively impact her life but when i saw the same boxes coming from sephora every two months, i knew it had to be the same thing so one day, i intercepted it.

and of course, it was perfume. and a damn good one too, of course she would choose the best. knowing that she smelled like this right now made me feel even closer to her. while my pictures printed out, i opened my journal looking at my plan.

day 497: watch, break into her car, take notes
day 498: watch, correlate schedules
day 499: treat yourself to a late night watching. make sure everything is prepared.
day 500: meet milanis.

i grinned because day 500 was tomorrow. i giggled feeling all of the butterflies fill my chest once again. meeting the love of my life... ive been waiting for so long. i gently stuck my pictures to the board and left the room, locking it behind me and tossing my necklace back on.

i opened a can of tuna for the feral cat and poured some milk in a bowl, hoping the cat will calm down by tomorrow because tomorrow, it begins.