My Rockstar Girlfriend | Billie Eilish

15.

I was in Megan's house. I had to park my car far off and Uber the rest of the way, because I didn't want paparazzi to know I was here.

It was weird seeing her for an extended period of time. since whenever I did see her, she was in and out.

I was sitting on her couch while she went to get drinks.

"I knew you'd crack," she said as she walked in.

"what?" I asked.

"I mean I thought bringing Iris back would break you for sure, but you were stronger than I thought," she spoke.

"what do you mean 'bringing Iris back'?" I asked.

"I mean you didn't lose your shit with everything I threw at you and Billie," she explained.

"but why are you telling me all of this?"
"I'm just surprised, all it took was one text," she laughed.

I sat there in thought. Not knowing what she meant.

"did you orchestrate all of this?!" I questioned.

"however do you mean?" she asked.

"c'mon Megan don't play dumb now," I replied.

She gave me a smug smirk.
"so what if I orchestrated all of this?" she said.

"why?" I simply asked.

she rolled her eyes as she picked up the glass of wine she brought back for me and poured herself some.

"do you not remember me Aaliyah?" she asked.

she knew my full name. That name isn't even my legal name. A name only family and people closest to me knew.

I sat there frozen. Not knowing what to say.

"it doesn't surprise me really, you've always been weak in front of me," she smirked as she continued to sip her wine.

"who are you?!" I whispered in fear.

"you'll figure it out soon enough sweetheart. And when you do, I promise you that you'll never forget me again," she winked.

"what the fuck?!" I exclaimed.

"I won't let moving on be so easy for you," She threatened.

"what is happening?! What am I missing?!"
"oh, I think you know."
"please tell me who you are," I begged.

"you don't want to know Aaliyah. You've already been through so much today," she said.

I got up from the couch and headed for the door.

But then she ran after me and pushed the door shut. Not letting me leave.

"Aaliyah wait! You don't understand!" she pleaded.
she placed her hands on my cheeks and forced me to look into her eyes.

"listen to me carefully Aaliyah, I don't want you to get hurt," she said.

I shook my head frantically trying to keep her hands from touching me.
"listen to me," she repeated.

"I just want to help you," she added.

"get away from me!," I yelled.

"No! Listen to me-"

The sound of a knock echoed through the hallway. The banging grew louder by every second.
She glared at me and I narrowed my eyes.
Before I could react, she pushed me hard against the wall next to us.

She opened the front door to see who it was.

She started backing up as someone was coming in.

It was none other than Billie. She wasn't breathing as hard as she should have been.