ISSUES BILLY HARGROVE

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

"Loving you isnt
The right thing to
Do"

Billy found peace for a small second everything was normal. He had her back and he wasn't going to lose her, or himself again.

He knew he didn't want to end up like his father. The anger and pain that man with Holded scares him. He didn't want to hurt her, he never did. He didn't want to drive her away, like his father did.

Sometimes Hed wonder weither or not he would. As much as he tried to be a good person it never happened, or never ended in his favor.

Milye was sitting in his passenger seat just looking out the window. Billy smiled as he remembered.

"Open the glove box?" He asked her.

Opening it with holded the cassette tape she used to listen to, lined up with more. "Everything you like is on them, just pick one."

She grabbed the fifth one in line and the words "milyes sunny shit?" Was written on it with a question mark.

She plopped it in and "here's cones the sun- the beetles" began to chime. She made a look at him. She never listened to this song around him, so she became very suspicious.

Letting it go once again she smiled up at him, and she nodded her head to the music. I could tell he didn't like it. He didn't like "sunny" songs.

Quite frankly she didn't either, she grabbed the cassette out of the player and put it back into its case. Drawing open the glove box again finding another set.

This time it read "Equally like". She smiled at this one knowing she'd like something on this one, as much as he would.

Now she liked what was playing "Dr. Feelgood- Motley Crue" started playing, the music was loud drowning out whatever noise was to come.

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The party wasn't to hot. Don't get me wrong a lot of people showed up bringing kegs and many packs of 30 packs but it didn't amuse Milye that much.

She didn't want to drink that much knowing she'd be going home with Billy, and she didn't plane on having him and herself drunk in a very small room.

She instead spent her time just outside smoking cigarette after cigarette. Some kids around her were smoking some of the more harder things.

The music was loud and the smoke in the air got to her and before she knew it, she paced the guy a twenty and he handed her a small back of powder, and some already rolled joints.

"Last dance with marry Jane one more time to kill the pain.."

She grabbed the lighter in her back pocket, and she lit the end of the joint. It wasn't her first time so she knew exactly what to do. Inhale and take in.

The then spread a small line onto the outside table, digging into her back pocket to fined the extra spare five she had, she rolled it and stuck it up to her nose.

And then it was all a blur. The night was going quicker sand quicker inhaling more smoke from the deathening smoke, she made it to the last bit and threw it on the concrete smashing it with he foot.

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In the house she quickly found Billy and he could definitely see her.

I walked up to him with a real smile on my face. Quickening my footsteps a little, watching as Heather walked up to him. A once again something that would kill me, deathening smirk plastered on her face.

She walked behind him and grabbed a hold of his shoulders, gripping on them and whispering things in his ear. Billy looked at me a little uncomfortable and I just laughed and walked back behind him.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair and yanking as hard as I could. I wasn't in the best state which made my s anger even worse.

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(Billy's POV)

I knew I wouldn't be able to stop her, are relationship was hanging by a strand, I even knew not to mess with no mans girl, so she took it very personal.

I didn't try to stop her, she was on top of Heather with her screaming on the floor. Milye kept going blow after blow muttering things like

"Stupid Slut!" She yelled bashing her head onto the floor. Her eyes were wide with tears rolling down her face.

Bashing her in more I finally realized how much this known to be good girl had bottled up. I had to stop her otherwise she'd kill her, and I think that's what she had planned on doing.

"That's enough!" I spoke calmly to her grabbing her by her waist lifting her up off of the lifeless looking Heather.

She pushed me off of her and got herself off Heather, leaning down in her face. "Try it again, I'll put you in a place nobody knows? And you won't be found"

She leaned back up and walked into the kitchen grabbing the whole bottle of bourbon and walking back to the door. Opening and closing it, with me right behind her.