"Oh my god baby, it was an accident! I thought it was you and said I was sorry and took you out tonight to apologize! I don't know what else to do here!"
"It's not that simple, Billie! You flirted with another girl!"
"She made her account identical to yours, and made the username a one letter difference! I didn't send pics or anything, yeah I mean we talked sexually but that's before they mentioned you and I realized!"
"You talked about sex, for gods sake Billie!"
"Alex, I thought it was you! I thought we were good, but it just keeps coming up again at random! What's going on, Lex?"
Her eyebrows are furrowed as her eyes become teary, face contorting into one of concern and care.
You know you're stressed, you know you don't care about the damn fake profile anymore, and you know you forgave Billie hours ago— but you just can't stop releasing all the anxiety in your body out this way once it's started.
You feel nauseous as you try to stop the flow of words ready to come out your mouth, but as Billie's lip quivers, the emotions in you snap— except in the worst way possible.
"I... I HATE YOU! YOU'RE JUST SOME... UGLY BITCH, AND— AND YOU THINK YOU'RE SOOO TALENTED, WHILE I STRUGGLE WITH SCHOOL!"
Billie's eyes grow wide as she tries to get a word in, but you cut her off.
"YOU'RE ANNOYING AND— AND FAT AND COCKY A-AND I COULD'NT HAVE DATED A LESS TALENTED PERSON! FUCK YOU, AND YOUR CAREER!"
You see the way her body shudders as she stops breathing, eyes squinting as her hands go on her knees.
"Billie!"
You jump back as vomit sprays everywhere, Billie's body shaking as her stomach empties itself onto the floor.
The room is silent as she gasps, spitting before wiping her mouth on her shirt.
Her eyes are glazed over as she stumbles towards the counter, grabbing her inhaler harshly and frantically pumping the medicine into her body.
"Billie—"
She puts her shaky hand up, shaking her head aggressively.
"Leave."
Panic. All you feel is panic.
"No, i-it was the stress! You know I h-have like anger issues and Panic disorder— you know this, I didn't mean any of that, and—"
She looks at you, and the way her eyes are pleading shuts you up abruptly.
"Okay," you squeak out, unsteadily walking to the door of the apartment and exiting.
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