here's the original. this chapter contain gunplay and violence. lots of it. if you're usually sensitive to that maybe don't read this but if you do, enjoyyyy
gxg; billie; dom
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-arya's pov-
"you have to be safe arya, seriously." my best friend warns me. "i know, i know. but billie wouldn't hurt me." i say and she sighs.
"arya, the bitch owns a gun. you can literally never be too sure." she says tilting her head. i can tell she's concerned but like.. i know billie wouldn't hurt me.. would she?
"i know. i'm gonna be fine and worst comes to worst, you're right up the block. you won't miss much i promise." i reassure her and she nods. "ugh, fine. be fucking careful and text me, call me, anything. i love you." she says before hugging me, finally allowing me to leave her house.
basically.. the backstory behind her freaking out is i did something really crazy. well.. i wasn't fully aware. i was mildly intoxicated. (i was drunk off my ass.) and billie's gonna be really pissed because i know she found out because the video got leaked and finneas told me she was mad.
you may be thinking, what could i have possibly done sooooo terrible that billie would pull out a gun on me? well, i cheated on her and the sex tape leaked. in any normal relationship, this would just result in an argument or breakup.
not ours.
billie is a next level psycho. she would rather tie me up and torture me until i'm scared enough to never look at anyone ever again than to breakup with me.
now don't get me wrong, i wholeheartedly regret what the fuck i did. i mean i don't even like men so why i slept with a man and let him record it, i couldn't give you an answer honestly.
but anyway, i'm walking up to my door and praying for my life currently.
as i reach for my keys i hear billie walking around the house... very angrily.
when i take my keys out i hear her talking.
"FUCK." she shouts and i hear a bang. the fuck is she doing?
i unlock the door to see her sitting at the kitchen counter, head rested on her folded hands.
i walk in slowly and take off my jacket and bag, hanging it on the coat rack.
"hey bil.." i say shakily. i'm not sure if i'm safe enough to even speak right now.
"do not speak to me, arya." she seethes, never looking at me while standing up and i nod my head.
"i'd be more than willing to know why the fuck i'm getting all these calls, all these texts, dm's, snaps, even fucking emails and every. single. one of them. is a video of you being fucked by a man on tuesday night." she raises her voice, getting closer to my face with every emphasized word until she has me backed up against the door.
"i- bil- i'm sorry. i know i-" i start. "i'm sorry isn't gonna fucking cut it. tell me what the fuck all this shit is about." she cuts me off.
"i don't know.. i don't even fucking like men i was just drunk and i don't even know who it was i don't remember anything i- can you even call that sex anymore? i wasn't even conscious you see it in the video i don't fucking know what else to say i don't know him or remember him i'm just- i'm sorry baby please.." i ramble, scared she might hurt me if i say the wrong thing.
"so you can't be trusted outside and drunk anymore." she shrugs. "no- i-"
"ah- i don't wanna hear another fucking word. because i'm just so fucking mad right now i could probably.." she pauses, reaching into the pocket of her baggy sweats.
