004 Billy

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Y/n POV
Billy dragged me by the wrist.
"Stop being so forceful," I yanked away from his grip but he still held me tight.
"You're such a floozy Y/n." He spat
"What the fuck do you mean?" I snapped
"Flirting with other guys is what I mean you whore," He yanked me harder to the parking lot.
"God, you're acting as if you're some fucking saint," I snarled
"Whats that supposed to me?"
"You flirt with every girl you see, you're a man whore," I yelled.
"Do you ever shut up?" Billy said throwing me into his beat up car. We sat in silence the entire car ride. Suddenly we hit a bump.
"The fuck was that?" Billy scoffed. I stayed quiet.
All of the sudden Billy spun out of control.
"HOLY SHIT," I screamed as we fell into some sort of a ditch.
"Stay here" Billy murmured as he got out of the car. I sighed. It had been about five minutes since Billy got out. I decided I had enough.
"Billy can you hurry up already?" I sighed, getting out of the car.
"Billy?" I said looking around.
"Billy this isn't some joke, where are you?"
I walked up to some barn.
"Billy?" I opened the door a slit. I then saw Billy. Laying there, slowly getting- I don't even know. I screamed out of terror.
"BILLY WHAT THE FUCK?" I cried. I tried shaking him multiple times, but nothing was happening. Then I heard a noise. I slowly got up.
"Hello?" I said quietly. Then I heard some sort of shriek and I bolted. I scrambled to get into Billys car. Desperately I turned on the car. Not bothering to put on my seat belt, I drove out of there as quick as possible. Not look back I drove home with tears streaming down my face. What the fuck...

Robins POV
I parked in my driveway and sighed a bit. Looking at y/n's number on the receipt, I smiled.
"Cornflakes," I mumbled under my breath. I unlocked my door and sprinted for the stairs. I closed the door behind me and picked up my phone, slowly dialling the number.
"Hello the is the Wheeler residence." A womans voice echoed through the phone. Then it hit me. Why Steve wanted her number so bad. Nancy.
"Hello? If this is another prank ca-" I cut her off.
"Um no mam... I'm calling for Y/n," I stuttered.
"She's not home yet, I'll get her to call you. What your name sweetheart?"
"Robin, uh Robin Buckley,"
"Alright hun I'll make sure she gets back to you,"
"Ok thank you ," I immediately hung up the phone and face palmed. God I sounded stupid. Then the words repeated in my head.
'Shes not home yet.' Y/n left star court before I did. How was she not home yet? I shook it off. She has a boyfriend anyway, maybe I shouldn't try so hard for a girl I've barely had a conversation with. I decided to just lay down tonight. It had been a long day.

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