Rated #2 in Mature Adult! WOW!!
Just read the damn story. Contains INCEST.
PLEASE READ THIS STORY AND LISTEN TO YOUR HEART PART 2 THE PURGE WHILE YOU STILL CAN. I AM THINKING OF DELETING BOTH STORIES. THE STORIES AREN'T AS GOOD AS I HOPED THEY WOULD...
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(He calls Billie's cellphone. It goes to voicemail. He leaves a message. Two hours later, he's still waiting at the airport. He continues calling Billie's cellphone.)
"Where the fuck is she at?" (He mutters out loud. He tries calling her cellphone again and leaving another text message. Why wasn't Billie answering her phone?)
"Fuck!"
(He had no idea what was going on. Whether Billie was on her way or not. Whether she was stuck in traffic or not. He glances at his cellphone again. It was after 1:30 a.m...and the security guards at the airport were looking a bit displeased with him being there for so long. He considered calling Claudia but didn't want to risk the chance of waking her. Especially if she was with her boyfriend.)
(Meanwhile, Billie gets done partying and dancing the night away with Lil Xan and his friends. Rapper Little Dump had been watching Billie shake her ass the whole night. One of his friends speaks up, as the club closes.)
"YO...Little Dump! Why are you watching Billie Eilish shake her ass for? She already turned you down, when you asked to 'wife' her."
"Don't you worry about that none. I got plans for that little bitch. Listen up."
(Little Dump leaves the nightclub, talking to his friends.)
(Billie walks out to her car and looks at her watch.)
"Oh fuck!"
(She hadn't realized the time. She checks her cellphone. Oh hell, David did not sound happy at all. She calls his cellphone as she begins to drive. David glances at his cellphone as it rings. 'Bout fucking time.' he thinks.)
"Yea?"
('Yep, he's pissed' Billie thinks.)
"David? It's Billie. I'm sorry. I'm on my way to the airport now. Meet me out front?"
"Yea, I guess."
"You guess? Do you want me to come get you or not?"
(I put my hand to my head, as I feel a pounding headache coming on. I take a deep breath.)
"Yes. I'll be there."
"Alright, see you soon."
(The call ends. I grab my cellphone with both hands and shake it. Like I'm ringing Billie's neck or something. 45 minutes later, she arrives at the airport. I put my stuff on her back seat and climb in.)
"Hi!" (She says cheerfully.)
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(Like keeping me waiting for hours didn't fucking bother her at all. No surprise from someone who's as rich as fuck. We give one another a hug.)
"Hi." (I mumble back.)
"I've gotten better greetings from my dogs."
(She begins driving away. I stare out the passenger window.)
"Were you waiting long?"
"Couple of hours."
"I'm sorry. I lost track of the time."
"No big deal."
"No big deal? Is that why you haven't looked at me since you've hugged me?"
"I'm just tired, Billie."
(She knew that was only half true, and I hated myself for lying to her. We stop at a red light.)
