chapter 2

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(skye.lee<3) billieeilish is now following you

(skye.lee<3) Faith444🤍 has requested to follow you

The slight happiness I had received from Billies notification flies out the window as Faith once again requests my instagram.

"Leave me alone." I scream into my pillow throwing my phone against the bed.

Dad was fast asleep seeing it was 12:00am but I couldn't sleep.

My thoughts were running wild through my head.

Faith. Faith. Faith.

Tears were still flowing from my eyes as I lay on my back staring daggers into the ceiling.

My fingers subconsciously run over my wrist, the occasional wince falling from my mouth as I run over an open wound.

"Why am I like this? Just fucking get over her already." I sob gripping the roots of my hair in an insane attempt to pull myself together.

A buzz from my phone attracts my attention, pulling me away from my own self pity for the time being.

billieeilish
hey airport girl what's up?

billieeilish
shit i just remembered the time difference, your probably sleeping. sorry mammas.

A tiny smile creeps onto my face. Wiping my eyes with the sleeves of my hoodie I open the DM.

billieeilish

hey airport girl what's up?

shit i just remembered the time
difference, your probably sleeping.
sorry mammas

airport girl huh?

I guess that's my
new nickname .

and as for the time
difference i'm jet lagged
I won't be sleeping for hours

The three dots instantly appear, my smile only growing.

ah jet lag sucks tho
i'm sorry :(

but yes airport girl is
your new nickname

it could be your
contact name if you
gave me your number ;)

bold i see.
hmm lemme think
i barely know you sooo
i think your gonna have to ask again later ;)

bitch fine.
i didn't want your stank ass
number in my phone anyway
🖕

i'm sure .
i should probably get some
sleep but i'll DM you in the
morning grass head
<3

read at 12:24 am

Ignoring the slight butterflies in my stomach I place my phone beside me and close my eyes praying to get at least four hours of sleep before I had to wake up.

[2 weeks later ]

It feels almost like a holiday. Being in Australia again. But only this time I had no school to worry about and no job to worry about.

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