Brighter Stars // Billie Eilish gxg

t w e n t y s i x

Billie's POV

"Bil. Wake up." Finneas says, tapping my shoulder.

I sit up in my seat. I'm met with the unpleasant glare of the sunrise.

"Billie. Look." Finneas says.

We're in a neighborhood. And in front of me is this rickety light blue house.

"What the fuck." I mumble, looking around.

We're in an otherwise average looking suburban neighborhood. I don't understand.

"There's someone holding her hostage in the middle of a random neighborhood?" Finneas asks.

"I don't know but I'm going to find out." I say, reaching for the door.

"Hey! No way. This doesn't feel safe." Finneas says, grabbing me.

"They sent me the address for a reason." I say angrily.

"Yeah, or maybe they sent you that address to, I don't know, lure you into a trap?" Finneas sarcastically says, still holding onto me.

"Just stay in the car and if I don't text you within the first 3 minutes, then do something." I say, wiggling free of his grip and pushing the door open.

"Please be careful, this is so stupid." Finneas pleas desperately as I close the door behind me.

It's perfect weather outside. The sun is literally shining. This doesn't feel real. There are people driving up and down the street as I stand here. What the fuck?

I would've easily believed a cabin in the woods, a rundown church, a bomb shelter, a haunted house, or an abandoned shopping mall. A shitty house in a random, very populated area? That's hard to believe.

I have a gross feeling about this.

I walk up to the door slowly and turn the knob. It's locked.

I knock on the door. I jump as I instantly hear creaking. Someone's inside.

The door opens. A girl my age answers the door.

"Who are you?" I ask, coldy.

"My name is Flora. I know where Carmen is." She says, looking me in the eyes.

Is this not where Carmen is?

"Carmen isn't fucking here?" I grit through my teeth, trying not to explode with rage.

"Who is that?" Flora says, pointing past me.

I turn to see Finneas approaching us.

"Billie, what the fuck is happening?" He says, standing right next to me.

"I'm not a dangerous person. I am just trying to help." Fiona says quietly.

"Please then. Help us." I say.

"Come inside, I don't want anyone to hear anything." She opens the door wider and ushers us in.

We sit at the kitchen table. The house looks nicer on the inside, and feels very homey.

Flora readjusts in her seat and crosses her arms on the table.

She takes a deep breath, and says,

"I did something terrible."

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