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needlesMax's pov--->
"Take a right then the first big blue house is his" I give billie the directions. I send chip a quick text telling him I need to borrow something of his. He has no clue its his gun.
"is he home" Billie taps the steering wheel anxiously.
"he is not, it'll be okay baby" I give her a small smile. She pulls up to chips house while I run inside. I search through his room to find a lock box. I tired a password for him.
062901
It unlocks. He's stupid for using my birthday. I grab the gun carefully along with more clips that laid beside it. I close the box then put it back where I found it.
"okay lets go" I tell billie when I hopped in. I saw her swallow hard but pressed the gas.
. . .
"stay here. I don't want you getting hurt" Billie demands me. I shake my head. "I'm serious max, this isn't some skateboard shit on the street" She raises her voice slightly. I swallow hard sitting back in the seat.
"I'll be back" she leans over giving me a kiss then gets out of the car. I swear if they do shit to her.
Billie's pov--->
I fix my hoodie walking up to the scary looking house. I felt shivers down my spine when I got to the door. I knocked then waited.
"Who is it" A deep voice echoed.
"I'm here for Brandon"
"Name"
"Que"
I heard the door unlock. I stepped inside while lights flickered in the halls and a big man escort me down it. He stopped at two double doors then pushed the left door open.
I walked passed him into another room where there was a desk, chair, and some more people.
"Que brought you?" I voice spoke.
"yes"
"is this about the money"
"yes"
I heard the faint chuckle.
"tell him he can kiss my white ass" Then they turned around looking at me. "I'll give him the money when I want to, take her away" He flips the knife again as two big dudes come up to me.
"don't fucking put a hand on me" I push their hand back. One threw a punch, missed, then tried again. I punched the man in the blue shirt with my fist. He chuckled coldly. Another grabbed me to hold me still. He swung another punch making me black out.
I opened my eyes as I'm getting dragged down another hall. They opened the door throwing me inside.
"look guys it's another one!" I heard a girl yell. I finally get to my senses looking around. The smell of weed, dirt, and all kids of unpleasant shit filled my nose. A group of girls ran over looking at me.
"Let us help you" A chick with blond hair said. She looked high as hell. They were all mostly naked with the dim lights showing through.
"get the fuck away from me" I yell at them. They laugh as I'm though of a joke to them.
"We can make you so relaxed, just this one little thing" One held up a needle. I get to my feet backing away from them.
"I don't do that shit" They crowded around me.
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Alleviate |billie eilish|
Fanfictionalleviate; v: to make (suffering, deficiency, or a problem) less severe #1 Billiefanfic 1/19/23