DETENTION // B.E

EPILOGUE

*timeskip*

sage

"yeah, i'm heading back home right now, baby." i spoke into my phone.

"okay, be safe. i love you, alright?"

"i will. i love you too."

"bye, my love."

"byeee." i dragged out.

i pulled my phone away from my ear and looked down at it to end the call. after i ended the call, i was about to slip my phone into my pocket, but i ended up bumping into someone. they had been walking with their head down, not paying attention to where they were going.

they looked up. "i'm so fucking sorry, dude. i didn't mean to— sage?!"

my eyes widened a bit and i stepped back some. she frowned.

i reached my hand back to grab lucas's hand. he had opted to hide behind my legs.

"who's child is that?" billie's brows furrowed as she tried to look around my legs to look at him.

"mine."

her eyes widened as her jaw dropped a bit. "wait, deadass?"

"yeah."

"so, you're, like... married now?" her face dropped.

"happily." i nodded.

"oh. that's... cool."

she let out a sigh as she looked up. as she did, her hoodie fell. i saw that she had dyed her hair blonde.

though, of course, i already knew that being as her face is literally everywhere i look now.

"look, i need to go," i cleared my throat. "it was... nice seeing you and all, but i gotta get home." i tried to walk around her.

"wait." her eyes widened as she gently grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"please don't touch me."

she immediately raised her hands in surrender. "i'm sorry. uh, for everything. like, everything i did back then."

she pulled her hood back over her head. "i was a stupid teenager who wasn't mature enough to be in a relationship, and i— i'm really fucking sorry, sage."

"i appreciate your apology," i gave a slight nod. "but i don't know if i'll ever be able to forgive you. you seriously put me through hell, billie."

"yeah, i didn't expect you to. i get why you don't," she pursed her lips. "i, uh... i went to therapy a few months after we broke up. it's helped a lot."

"yeah, so did i. still going to it actually." i gave a fake smile.

"still?" her face dropped. i nodded. "fuck. i'm so fucking sorry."

"mommy, i'm ready to go home." lucas complained as he tugged on my hand.

i bent down and picked him up. i rested him on my hip.