imagines | billie eilish

angry

~ omniscient pov ~
chapter includes: imagine...idk

"you never talk! how was i supposed to know how you fucking feel?!" y/n yells.

"i don't talk about the way i feel because you never fucking listen!!" billie yells back.

"why aren't i allowed to feel the way i feel?! i see the way she looks at you, y/n! and whenever i try to talk to you about it, i'm always given the "billie not right now." she mocks y/n's voice.

"first of all, i don't fucking talk like that. and second, when have i ever dismissed a conversation with you? that's what i yearn for when i come home from work!" y/n exclaims.

"yeah okay. because walking right passed me after you get home from work is "yearning to talk to me." billie makes quotation marks with her fingers, rolling her eyes.

"oh you're so fucking aggravating-
"is that why we don't have sex anymore?" billie cuts her off.

"what?"

"is that why we don't have sex anymore? because your needs are already being fulfilled by julia!" billie assumes.

julia is y/n's coworker, the one that billie thinks y/n's cheating on her with.

"god billie you're such a pain in the ass—
"no, tell me what she has that i don't. i carried your fucking kid for 9 whole months!" billie challenges.

"why do you think julia and i are fucking?!" y/n exclaims.

"you come home from work at 10pm when you clock out at 8pm. it's a 15 minute drive, what the hell is taking you so long?! the way you guys look at each other just screams "i'm having an affair."

"did i mention that i saw hickeys on your neck?!" billie yells.

"billie how many goddamn times do i have i tell you that the hickeys were from you!!"

"and where did the scratch marks come from?" billie asks, crossing her arms.

"billie, you're fucking aggressive when we have sex. the last time we had sex you had long nails and you scratched me! that's it!" y/n says, getting aggravated.

"explain why you come home late-

"because i'm fucking working overtime, billie!!! oh my fucking god!! i fucking hate you! you're making me not even love you anymore!!!" she screams.

y/n regretted it right when she said it.

she didn't mean it, she was just angry.

she watches billies face drop, and immediately felt horrible.

tears fill billies eyes and y/n tries to come over to her.

"no, fuck you, you asshole." billie pushes y/n away from her. she walks back to the bedroom, slamming the door hard enough for a picture frame to fall off of the wall.

the picture of billie shoving cake in y/n's face at their wedding.

y/n sighs, leaning her head on the wall.