𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 - 𝐵.𝐸

9 - 𝘖𝘶𝘵 𝘖𝘧 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

My head rested on her shoulder, strands of her dark chocolate hair covered my eyes as winter's breath blew past us. We sat in the middle of the backyard  looking up at the stars forming constellations and occasionally feeling splinters on our hands as we relaxed on top of the wooden picnic table.

I sat there for a few minutes in silence, slightly moving every few seconds from her breathing causing her shoulders to go up and down. No matter how hard I tried to focus on her, the most important person in my world...my mind still traveled to the deep darkened places inside of my head.  I was suddenly sitting on the bloodstained wooden floor of the cabin as  a warm scarlet coloured liquid flowed towards my fingertips, drowning my hands and crawling farther up my arms. . The once cozy girl beside me turned cold, her limbs went numb, her eyes bleeded white along with her nose and her dark chocolate hair transformed into the same dirty blonde colour of the girl who got hit in the skull on top of me.

"Maddy?" Her voice pulled me back from a memory that was drilled into my mind a few months ago. "Are you okay?" She pulled my face up from her shoulder as I snapped back.

"Let's run away." I say straightening my back and looking into her blue eyes staring back at me.

"Shut upppp."She laughs, leaning her head back.

"No Billie, let's just do it, we will be fine, we have money, we have each other we would be okay, we could run away from this town and forget all of this shit." I hold her hand as I tell her my plan I just thought of a few moments ago. If I'm being honest I actually thought about it the night I took Ali to the cabin.

"Maddy I-" She tries to get a sentence out as I cut her off.

"Think about it. We won't have people constantly on our backs about what we did , no one will follow us anymore-"

"Maddy!" Billie whispers loudly covering her hand over my mouth as her cold rings poke at my lips.

"Don't say that here..." She takes her hand away and moves her eyes quickly towards the house signaling me to look. I turn my head slightly looking into her kitchen window seeing Finn washing dishes looking back at us.

"Sorry...can we just..." I pause for a  moment not wanting to be too loud. "Can we just go somewhere and talk?" I ask her wanting to be alone without an extra pair of eyes on us.

"If this is about running away-" She turns her body away from me and looks at her childhood swingset fed up with this conversation.

"Billie, why not?" I pull her arm towards me, forcing her to look my way.

" I have everything here. My parents, my friends, my family, I grew up here. I have lived here forever. I can't just run away and leave everyone to deal with the mess. If we leave, our parents go down, our  friends go down. Ali goes down." A serious glimmer shines in her eye as she turns back to me and holds my shoulder firmly trying to make me understand the importance of her opinion. I stayed silent for a moment.

"No you're right...I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do, I'm scared Billie." I bite my fingers as my leg nervously taps on the seat of the picnic table.

"What's wrong? Just calm down baby. They said they didn't have anything on us, who cares if they found Ali's ring and the lighters, all of our stuff is scattered around that whole property." She tries to calm me down.

"Billie I don't feel good, I feel like somethings wrong. I feel like they aren't telling us something." I say referring to the cops that talked to us the other day.

"They way officer Wildon was speaking to me, it was like he knew. It was like all he needed was a confession." I sigh.

"What makes you say that? " She looks up at me concerned as a cold breeze blows above us, making the trees above us ruffle and shake.