jailbird | b.e.

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*clears throat* MY NEW BOOK, "dear diary" IS OUT NOW!!

billie's pov:
"we were sent video footage of you vandalizing someone's car. your face was covered, so you can plead guilty or innocent." the judge explained. "i will now play the video."

the video began to play on a big screen and.. yup. it was me. "ms. o'connell, do you plead guilty or innocent?"

i made eye contact with the judge and nodded. "guilty."

"right. you can either pay a thousand dollar fine or spend thirty days in county jail." the judge explained. not bad.

i glanced over at kiara who had been staring at me. she had a concerned look on her face. i gulped before turning back to the judge. "thirty days jail time.. your honor."

he did the hammer thing and cleared his throat. "billie o'connell, i hereby sentence you to thirty days in county jail."

***

a couple of hours later and i'm sitting in a jail cell, deep in my thoughts. who snitched? how did they know it was me? how did they know my address? so many questions left unanswered.

i was also fucking starving. pregnancy hunger is no joke! eating for two people.

jail is kinda different from prison, but a lot of people don't know the difference. prison is a lot stricter. in jail you get an allowance and there is a tuck shop. there's also those in prison.

they have no takis though! i can't go a month without takis, no sir. not with these damn cravings.

also, i have no cell mate? how boring.

kiara's pov:
"billie's.. in jail." i told him and he raised his eyebrows.

"again?"

"mhm." i confirmed and there was an awkward silence between us.

"and she's pregnant?"

"don't act like you don't already know, finneas." i sighed.

"no, i do, it's just.. how long'll she be there for?" finneas asked.

"thirty days. she's been there a whole day already so she'll be out in twenty nine days." i told him and he nodded.

"when's she having her baby?" he asked. he's doing an awful lot of questioning for someone who doesn't want anything to do with her!

"february.. not that you actually care." i mumbled. he opened his mouth to say something in response but his phone began to ring and he excused himself before leaving the room. now it was just me and his girl in the room on our own.

"i don't think i caught your name before?" i spoke up.

"oh, it's claudia. i know you're kiara." she smiled.

"yeah.. nice to meet you then, claudia. how long have you been with finneas?"

"two years. we met through mutual friends, i had friends in the industry and he's.. well, in the industry." she chuckled.

"right. what do you do?" i questioned. she seemed a little intimidated.

"i'm a youtuber. i've been doing it since i was younger and i guess it became my job." she told me and i nodded.

"what d'you use to edit them? videostar or something like that i guess, right?"

"no, i use final cut pro." she said and i let out a small 'oh'.

finneas walked back in and apologized. "my bad. my manager wants me to do an interview in about an hour. it's through zoom, though."

"right. can you like.." am i really about to ask this? "talk to billie? put your grudges aside. she really needs family support during her pregnancy. she won't admit it, but she does. she has barely any friends."

finneas stared at me for a couple of seconds and glanced at claudia before looking back at me. "can you give me some time to think about it?"

"right. i guess i'll leave them." i mumbled, standing up.

"yeah.." he trailed off. awkward ass family!!

***

i laid on my couch, cuddling the blanket. since i had no billie to cuddle, the blanket would have to do. this felt like when billie went to prison all over again.

life is so boring without billie, i thought to myself before getting an idea.

***

"i just miss her so much." i drunkenly sobbed into amber's arms. our plan was to get drunk together an party but seemingly i'm the only drunk one and i'm crying over now being able to see my girlfriend for a month! 

"i know, baby. you're good. she'll be out in no time, i promise. i bet she misses you just as much as you miss her." she reassured me as i cried.

"don't say that, i'm just imagining her crying in the cell on her own. what if she gives birth in jail?" i asked.

"she's ten weeks, i promise she won't give birth in the cell." she chuckled. i sniffled, nodding.

"you wanna go to bed now?" she asked softly and i nodded. we both stood up and she walked me to my room. i stumbled a couple of times but i made it without falling!

amber got me changed and put me in bed, kissing my forehead. "goodnight, worry-head. i love you." she whispered and i nodded, closing my eyes.

i suddenly felt very sick and dizzy. i then opened my eyes and felt fine. every time i closed my eyes, it felt like i was on a merry go round or something.

eventually, i fell asleep without throwing up.

***

by the time i woke up, i wasn't hungover. i never get hungover when i drink vodka. i just felt a little bit like a beached whale. i slowly got out of bed and walked to the kitchen tiredly.

i quietly whined once i realized i had to wait twenty eight days to feel billie's touch. i can't wait that long! to make me feel even worse about it, i decided to make scrambled eggs for breakfast, just the way billie likes them.

i put them in the pan and seasoned them with just salt, pepper and paprika before mixing them and letting them over cook.

once they were a hundred percent finished and a little burnt, i poured them into a bowl and huffed, putting the pot in the sink. i then grabbed a fork and sat down at the kitchen island.

i stared at it for a minute. am i really getting emotional over eggs? i got some egg on my fork and put it in my mouth, sighing at the taste.

i get so dependent on the people i'm in a relationship with, i'm a wreck.

i are the rest of my eggs before getting ready for work. this is going to be a long month.

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a/n: do y'all think kiara's being dramatic?