jailbird | b.e.

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kiara's pov:
"there's no way this is healthy." billie mumbled as she blew out the smoke from her lungs.

we were currently sharing a blunt. i don't know why she's saying this now, she's been smoking since the beginning of her pregnancy and nothing bad has happened.

"i mean.. smoking isn't good for anyone, billie." i shrugged, taking it back from her.

"blow it into my mouth." billie said, facing towards me.

"nah."

"why?"

"too comfy in this spot, can't move." i mumbled, my eyes growing heavy. i was high out of my mind. billie recommended vinnie's weed, after he gave her a whole OUNCE for free. you know how much an ounce of weed costs? i don't know how much an ounce of weed costs. i simply know i couldn't afford it. long story short, i tried it, shit's strong. now here i am, high as the sky.

"i got a deal soon.. i don't wanna go. it's so dumb because deals aren't usually violent, it's just when i'm the dealer people like to hurt me or just straight up violate me because i'm a woman and i'm small. the bump doesn't help either, it's tiring. i hate it." billie ranted and i nodded.

"yeah billie, i understand, i really do. you can just stop dealing you know, you're gonna have to in a couple months anyways, you know?"

"i do wanna stop, ki. i'm exhausted all the time but i need a way to make money! i can't entirely depend on you, you make less than minimum wage, you're underpaid and that's not your fault, but the money you get paid isn't livable for you, me and two babies." billie explained and i nodded. she's right.

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billie's pov:

"you want me to... write a song?"

"yeah. like we used to. except i make bank for it now. you have a good voice, all i have to do is shout the song out on social media, be like "oh yeah i have a sister" and boom, you're making money." finneas explained.

i furrowed my eyebrows in thought before slowly nodding. i'm gonna keep dealing for now, but hopefully i will like.. actually make money off this shit.

"we can start writing now if you'd like." finneas suggested. it's so weird having him around again.

"yeah, uh.. about what? i'm a lil rusty." i chuckled, taking a pickle out of the jar i had sitting beside me and taking a huge chomp.

"i feel like what would work best for you would be like.. a mean song. a "i'm that bitch, you're irrelevant" one, you know what i mean?" finneas asked and i nodded. "anyone in particular who you really don't like?"

"uh, yeah. the twins' dad." i scoffed at the thought of him.

"who even is he?"

"he's a 'friend' of mine from like... six years ago. you might know him. his real name is malcolm but for some strange reason he goes by marc." i said and he furrowed his eyebrows. "i know. that should've been the first red flag."

*FLASHBACK*

"you hooked up with him again?" drew practically shrieked. we were in the school bathrooms and drew was touching up her makeup.

"mhm." i groaned. "and i probably will again."

"girl.. he's fucking everyone in town. don't tell me you're catching feelings or something, every time you guys hook up, he probably gives you a new STD." she told me and i rolled my eyes.

"i know i said i wouldn't hook up with him again but he's so fucking sexy." i whined.

"i'm telling you girl, he's bad news." drew muttered as she applied mascara in the mirror. i hopped down from the counter, walking beside her to look at myself in the mirror, adjusting my dress so that my boobs were practically falling out.

"maybe he is bad news, but he's not bad news in bed." i shrugged. drew rolled her eyes before kiara, one of my best friends walked in.

"you know billie hooked up with marc AGAIN!?" drew told her and i sighed. it's no big deal!!

*END OF FLASHBACK*

almost two hours later and finneas and i basically had the writing part of the song done. it just flowed out of me, i knew exactly what to say, it came naturally.

claudia walked in and sat down on one of the couches, sipping on iced coffee. mmm. iced coffee. "what're you guys working on?" she asked.

"would you be a doll and make me some iced coffee?" i pleaded and claudia sighed, standing back up.

"you're lucky you're pregnant."

"it's called 'I Didn't Change My Number!" finneas called out.

once claudia came back in, finneas began to explain the lyrics to her. "i didn't change my number, i only changed who i reply to; billie hasn't been replying to this guy because he acted like a whole dick to her before she told him she was pregnant, and now that he knows, he constantly blows her phone up and she simply ignores it. the 'i love a 'you mad at me?' text' one kinda ties into that too." he explained and claudia gave an understanding nod. finneas then turned to me, waiting for me to explain the rest.

"don't take it out on me, i'm out of sympathy for you; basically he's been a dick to me since high school, using me, luring me in and i always came crawling back to him, now that i've stopped and i'm staying away from him, now he wants to contact me and make me feel bad for not wanting him to be in my kids' lives. no thank you." i chuckled at the end of that.

"you were easy on the eyes, but looks can be decieving; he was (in billies words!) 'sexy as fuck', however he's a complete douchebag and his looks are the only thing he's got going for him. that one's easy enough." finneas explained.

"maybe you should leave before i get too mean and take it out on you and your best friend too; right. well, i'm pretty sure everyone knows that i'm not a very nice person! the last time i saw him, he was bragging to his best friend about how i was "all over him" the last time we got together. that wasn't true because the only reason we hooked up was because he got me high. long story short, i broke his nose! his best friend, jayden is my friend too and god knows what i would've done if he said a disrespectful word to me. uh, yeah, that's it, i guess."

"wow." claudia said. "y'all wrote this in two hours?" me and finneas nodded. "that's like.. really impressive."

"we work better as a team." finneas told her and i couldn't help but smile.

"yeah, a team."

finneas then turned to me. "i'm gonna start th production tomorrow, i need you to be here. i don't want this to be finneas' sister's song, i want this to be billie o'connell's song."

"yeah, i'll be here. but.. maybe refer to me as eilish instead? o'connell feels too.. prison-y." i told him and he chuckled.

"right. this is billie eilish's song." 

"that's such a famous name, isn't it?" i asked and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"huh?"

"you know how famous people have famous names, like ariana grande and harry styles? billie eilish is such a famous name." i shrugged. "just saying, i could be the next a-lister."

"maybe you will be."

i thought about it. "maybe i will."

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a/n: was so tired writing this.