(Hours later. I stop at a motel for the night.)
(I'm in the room, sitting on the bed. I open the package I was given earlier.)
"A belt buckle? What the hell?"
(I begin reading the instructions. 'May cause dizziness, the first few uses. Stand in front of a mirror to see full effect.')
('Dizziness? From wearing a belt buckle?" I had a feeling that someone was playing a trick on me. The belt buckle attaches to my existing belt buckle with a metallic click. I stand in front of a full-length mirror. I read the next set of instructions. Fingerprint scan? I place my fingers on the belt buckle. I notice a faint green glow from the belt buckle, then it goes dark. 'What the hell is that about?" I wonder. I read the rest of the instructions., then place them in an ash tray and burn them as instructed. I run my fingers over the belt buckle, I feel a wave of dizziness overcome me, as I drop to both knees. The dizziness fades as I slowly stand and look at my reflection in the mirror. My mouth drops open in shock.)
"Holy shit!"
(Days later, Billie was back home. She was tired and exhausted. Both from her touring and the lack of commitment that Needle Dick had once again shown towards their relationship. She had given him a second chance and for what? He had once again showed no interest in being with her...unlike...Billie wipes tears from her eyes. David...she thinks. I got to tell him. I can't keep denying my feelings for him. She calls him on his cell phone. To her surprise, it goes to his voicemail. She leaves him a message. Telling him how sorry she was. Telling him how much she loved him, over and over again, she leaves message after message. She waits for David to call or text her back, but she receives nothing. 'Why should he even speak to me? I fucked things up good this time.' she thinks. She tries calling him again. To her surprise, he answers.)
"Yeah?" (Sleepily.)
"David?"
"Hmm...hmm?"
"It's Billie."
(Yawns.) "Willie?"
"No... Billie. You know...Billie Eilish?"
(Now I was waking up.)
"Oh...hi. Sorry...was sleeping."
(Billie glances at her bedroom clock.)
"You're still sleeping around 1 p.m.?"
(Yawns.) "I guess."
"Why are you sleeping in the afternoon?"
"Cause...I just got back hours ago."
"Back? Aren't you still in Los Angeles?"
(Pulls covers over his head.)"No."
(Billie feels her heart breaking. Oh no.)
"Where are you?"
"Home. In Philly."
"Why'd you leave L.A?"
"Because I won my court case."
"I saw that on my phone. The woman is lying about my brother being involved though."
"You can believe whatever you want, Billie. I said all I had to say when we slowed danced together."
"I liked our dance together."
"I liked it to, Billie."
"Then you shouldn't have left Los Angeles!"
(I kick the covers off. I was fully awake now, and totally annoyed at Billie.)
"What the fuck you want from me? I told you I wasn't going to wait around for you to decide who your heart belongs too! You want to be with Pimple Dick? Go for it!"
"It's Needle Dick! Not Pimple Dick...and besides, we broke up!"
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Listen To Your Heart ~ Book One.
FanfictionRated #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...