[fourty one] i need you

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tw - mention of abuse

put y'all seatbelts on...

THE DAY AFTER THE SPEAKEASY, Billie got a text from Carl as she lay on her bed on a hot Saturday night

Carl<3

Carl<3
Come over
I wanna catch up on the shit we missed about each other while we were being angry losers

Me
HAHAHAHAHA
COMINGGGGG
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Billie stood up from her bed and threw on some shorts with her white tank top and and a black zip up hoodie. And with that, she left the house, dodging V, Kev, Svet and Yvon on her way out.

She walked up to Carls bedroom and saw him on his phone, sitting on his bed.

"Hey." He said and tossed his phone beside him.

"Hello." She said with a smile and sat down beside him.

"So..." Carl sighed.

"Yeah." Billie did as well.

"I wanna go to military school." He spoke.

"No way? That's amazing." She exclaimed.

"You think it's a good idea." He asked hesitantly.

"Of course I do! It will give you some direction." She told him.

"Ok, yeah. I'll do it." He said as he nodded and smiled to himself.

Although Billie didn't want him to go, and her heart broke that she wouldn't see him for around the same amount of time that he went to Juvie, she knew it would be good for him.

"Getting signed to a recording label. They cancelled a little bit ago but Fin told me they rescheduled for a couple months away." Billie told him.

"No fucking way!" He shouted. "Billie that's fucking amazing. Congratulations!" He exclaimed, happy, for his best friend.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"You ready to talk about Q yet?" Carl asked after a small moment of silence between the two teenagers.

"Yeah... i think so." She spoke with a sigh. "Uhm." She fake coughed, stalling time.

"So I went over there and saw him laying on his bed watching a movie, he uh, got angry for no reason, told me I was annoying and shit, uh, got into a pretty heated argument," Billie recalled. "I can barely remember half the shit we said." Billie slightly laughed uncomfortably. "Uh, he grabbed me by the neck, uhm," She spoke looking at the ground and softly grabbing her neck. "Uh, pushed me up against a wall. Almost chocked me out. He finally let go, I dropped to the ground. Got my shit and left." She told Carl.

Anger boiled in his system as she re told the story. He swore in that moment, he could've killed him if he got the chance.

"But, uh, I'm okay now, and that's what counts." She tried to lighten the mood.

"Wait. When did this happen?" He asked.

"A week and a bit ago, give or take a few." She responded.

"Fuck." He said, thinking to himself.

"But, on the brighter side, Kev and V asked to legally adopt me, the papers just haven't come back yet." She told him.

"No way, you're kidding! That's so good." He said as he completely forgot about the story she'd just told him.

"Yeah..." She said with a smile.

"I'm sorry for being such a dick." He laughed.

"It's ok, sorry for... well, I don't know." Billie laughed, as did Carl.

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