Billie Eilish | 20
"PIRATE! Don't walk away from me when I'm fucking talking to you!"
I turned in my tracks and stared at my "father" who was enraged at the sight of me.
"Dad what the fuck do you want me to do? I just want to focus on my music career! Finneas is fucking 25 and you give him a curfew and you expect us to respect you?"
"Listen bitch, I AM YOUR FATHER! Not Finneas. Your forgetting that I can pull the plug on this little dream you have."
My face grew hot as tears ran down my face.
"I WISH YOU DIED INSTEAD OF MOM!"
I quickly turned and ran up the stairs into my room. I drowned out my fathers calls for me and slammed the door shut. I locked all three locks before sitting in front of it. My chest heaved as I failed trying to calm myself down.
"FUCKKKKK!" I screamed and banged my first against the floor. I pulled my legs against my chest and cried into my arms.
Growing up has always been hell for me. My mother died when I was 3, leaving me with little to no memory that I had of her. The one memory that I do actually remember is her soft, angelic voice singing to me. Finneas said that she sung to the both of us frequently, especially me. Her voice used to help me fall asleep.
"Billie..." a voice called out. I looked up to see Finneas sitting at a desk we had in our room.
Yes our. We share a room in my fathers 2 bedroom home in East LA. It's pitiful because Finneas is 25 and barely knows what freedom feels like. I get something by working with my father.
What he doesn't know is that I've been saving up enough money to get us both the fuck out of here. We don't deserve this, especially Finneas.
Finneas was happy when we was working, he even ended up dating one of our frequent clients. Her name is Claudia. He loves her so much, but father refused for us to date. When he found out, he forced Finneas to stop seeing her and banded him from working and or leaving the house which lead to him having a curfew.
"Come here."
I sobbed as I slowly stood up and walked over to him. I sat in the bean bag next to him and stared at him. His once lively eyes showed little to no emotion. Pain plastered his face as he wiped away my tears.
"I had a dream... I got everything I wanted" He lowly sang as he stared at me.
"But when i wake up I see..." My vision blurred as I lowly joined him.
"You with me"
Jay Bradley | 22
"Nickie Pooh!" I called out.
It was the day after the Tayk and Lucky incident. Nick has been locked up in his room thinking everything was his fault when it really wasn't. Tay stayed the night but just left. I put a hit out on Lucky and haven't seen him since that day.
I looked up as I heard his door open and his feet stepping down the stairs.
"Yes?"
He was wearing a big SpongeBob shirt that covered his body and fell off his shoulder. I didn't know if he was wearing shorts under but damn... Anyways.
"Come here" I opened my arms. I put my phone down and patted the seat next to me. He walked over to me at sat down.
I turned my body in the couch to face him and crossed my legs. He sighed and did the same. A mix of emotions ran across his face. I placed my hands out and motion for him to give me his. He slowly placed them on top of mine as he stared back at me.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I lightly squeezed his hands.
"Jay-" I cut him off by shushing him.
"I know the answer is no, but let me say this..."
I paused as he sighed and nodded, telling me to continue.
"People are assholes, they don't know how to react. You are perfect the way you are no matter what. I love you for the way you are. You're unique, you have a great smile, personality, and the bestest best friend I have ever had. Just because you're different doesn't mean that you don't belong here Nicholas. What he said and did shouldn't affect you- wanna know why? Because your better then that. You're better than him and shouldn't let your emotions control you. I love you, your mom loves you, Tay, and everybody paths you crossed loves you no matter what. So don't blame yourself for what happened, or ill have to beat your ass okay?"
Tears streamed down his face as he chuckled and nodded. I let go of one of his hands and wiped the tears away as he sniffed.
"Thank you Jay, and I love you too" he replied. I nodded and pulled him in for a hug. I felt his body ease as I lightly rubber his back.
"So, how's thing going on with you and Tay?"
He pulled away and giggled. I examined him again to see his emotions were at ease.
"There going good I guess, I don't know"
"What you mean you don't know Nahmir? Do you like him?"
He blushed and covered his face. "I dooooo... but I don't want to fuck it up."
I sucked my teeth and side eyed him. "You're not gonna fuck it up Nickie. It won't be like last time with him. You and I both know that. Tay's different."
He nodded and rubbed his face.
"I hope your right Bradley"
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HEYYYY GUYS!!!! This is just a quick lil filler chapter, it's ass I know but I don't care cuss ur gonna deal with it anyways! But. honestly though im trying to get back into writing so bear with me!!! But sorry for mistakes and I will try to upload again soon!!! Let me know if you guys want anything specific tbh. Comment though cuss I don't check the private messages lol. And like to too.
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