Billie struggles with being severely introverted, what will happen when Y/n comes into her life? Will she break Billie's walls down? Or will Billie cut her off completely...what happens when Billie starts showing interest? What Y/n doesn't know is...
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Y/n's POV
"Well?" I shifted in the passenger seat staring out the window, she cleared her throat.
"Can't you just leave it." I sounded way harsher than I meant too..but I don't want to talk about it.
"You aren't getting away without telling me what the fuck happened...so start talking." She snapped pressing her foot harder against the gas, swerving in and out between traffic.
"Did he try something..?" Drew asked leaning up between the seats, I sighed crossing my arms over my chest.
"Yes." Billie gripped her wheel glancing at me.
"What did he do.." she asked almost too calmly, come on Y/n...tell the truth.
"Just kept pressuring me into telling him why I wouldn't go further with him..." I mumbled looking out the window.
"Further?"
I nodded looking at Billie, her jaw was clenched and her grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"He wanted to have sex...I didn't."
"You tellin me you two never got freaky?" Drew asked as she leaned even closer between the seats, I nodded remaining silent.
"Damn.." Drew nudged Billie's arm as she slid back against the seat.
"Did he try to force himself on you?"
"No Billie."
"Don't fucking lie to me Y/n." I looked at her narrowing my eyes, she really thinks I'd be this calm?
"He didn't try anything! That's why he got mad and I wanted out of the vehicle." She remained quiet so I did too, I really had nothing else to say anyways.
Billie's POV
I will kill him, I know deep down he would've hurt her. I can't stand the thought of something bad happening to her.
"Thanks again.." Y/n said as she slid out of the passenger seat, I nodded smiling slightly.
"I wasn't going to let you fend for yourself on a highway?" I scoffed laughing slightly.
She smiled waving at me as she walked towards her house, Drew hopped over the middle console sliding into the passenger seat.
"Who's car is that..?" She asked eyeing a blacked out cadillac that was parked beside her dads car.
"No idea...probably someone her dad works with..?" I shrugged pulling out of the driveway thinking about the ways I want to hurt Brandon.
"What's on your mind?" I sighed glancing over at her.
"I owe someone a visit."
"Who the fuck you gotta visit- Billie no." She shook her head no looking at me.
