part of me (billie dean howard x reader)

chapter twenty two

chapter twenty two - youre safe
content warning : smut, unwanted touching
authors note: this went in the opposite direction of where i intended but its okay

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billie had been beyond excited to show you her favorite restaurant. it was a tiny building, and dimly lit, but it was cute.

"so, what do you think? isn't it adorable."

she was so cute that it made you giggle.

"what?" she starting laughing too.

"nothing. i love you."

"i love you too."

just when you and billie came down from your laughing fit, the waitress came over. she was young, probably your age.

"i'm marie and i'll be your waitress tonight. can i get you something to drink?" she looked over to billie.

"i'll have a water, with lemon please."

she nodded and copied it into her notepad.

"and for you gorgeous?" she looked to you and bit her lip.

your face grew red faster than billies head snapped to the waitress.

"i- uh- could i have just water? uh- please." your sentence was choppy.

"of course." she turned around and walked towards the bar.

"what was that?" billie snapped.

"i- i don't know."

"she was clearly flirting with you."

"she was not."

you tried to deny it, but it was hopeless.

"y/n, she called you gorgeous. to your face. in front of me."

"fine, she was flirting."

the two of you ordered, then had your dinner, and it was more awkward than anything you'd ever experienced. the waiters flirtatious behaviors had made billie tense, and had made you want to die. you had tried to seem as disinterested as possible, but her remarks had only continued through the night.

"okay, ready to go?" billie asked as she signed the check.

"billie, did you tip?"

billie was never a bad tipper, and even though the waitress had definitely been trying to sleep with you, it still felt right to leave a tip.

"yes."

you gave her a look.

"i'm not tipping the bitch who's trying to sleep with my girlfriend."

you sighed, and gave up.

"i'm going to the bathroom."

"be quick. i have things to do at the house." she laughed.

"do those things include me?"

"better hurry up and find out."

you hurried to the bathroom and as you were washing your hands, your waitress came up behind you, and wrapped her hands around your waist.

"excuse me?" you tried to push her off of you. "don't touch me."

you could handle unwanted flirting, but touching was where the line was drawn.

"oh baby don't play hard to get." she moved one of her hands upward, to cup your breast, and the other one downward, grabbing your crotch.

"i said don't touch me."

"shh-"

"what the fuck is going on in here?" the bathroom door swung open, revealing billie, and you immediately escaped marie's embrace and ran to billie.

as soon as she put two and two together, she walked over to the waitress and laid a hard slap on her face.

"don't you ever fucking put a hand on her again do you understand me? and you might want to start looking for another job because i can absolutely guarantee that by tomorrow, you won't have one."

she grabbed your hand and basically dragged you out of the bathroom. when you got to the car, she paused for a second and then looked at you.

"are you okay?"

"i'm fine, i just want to go home." you sighed. "well not home, just back to the house."

the touching wasn't even a big deal, but it really had shaken you up. what if billie hadn't walked in when she did? would she have kept going? the thoughts made you sick. it was like you could still feel her hands.

when you got back to the house, you just wanted something to take your mind off of it. you immediately pushed billie into the wall and began to rip off her shirt. she kissed you aggressively and bit your bottom lip.

"mmm. please fuck me." you said through heavy breaths.

"are you sure?"

"yes." you said quickly.

within the next few minutes both of you were stripped and billie was on top of you, with your clothes in a pile on the floor. she moved her hand down to your center, and you immediately pushed her off of you, causing her to hit her head, but you didn't even care. you ran out of the bedroom, grabbing a gown on your way out, and ran onto the porch.

"y/n?"

"i'm sorry." tears filled your eyes and began to coat your cheeks.

"hey." she pulled you into her warm embrace, which immediately brought you comfort."never be sorry for not wanting to do things with me. if you're not feeling it tonight, there's always other times."

"are you okay? your head- you hit it."

"my head is fine baby."

you sighed and she kissed your head.

"but can we please go inside i am freezing."

you laughed and she led you inside, bringing you to the bedroom. the both of you changed into big tee shirts, and then climbed into bed.

"can i hold you?"

you nodded and she wrapped her arm around you.

"you're safe with me. i want you to know that." she whispered in your ear.

"i love you billie dean."

"i love you too my baby girl."

you felt so safe there in her arms, and the waitresses actions were barely on your mind anymore.