One Night Only

5 | let me in

Kenzie's pov
That whole day after Billie dropped me off, my mind just wouldn't stop running. She started acting weird all of a sudden but at the same time she was normal? I did notice how touchy she became and that stopped me from asking in the moment. Her hands are so soft that I couldn't think of anything else except for her skin on mine.

Granted, I was wearing jeans but I can just imagine how those palms would feel from holding her hand previously. It's still on my mind today but I've decided to push my awkward feelings aside. Maybe she got a text or something, she also might've had something to do that kept her mind preoccupied. Either way, it's not really my business.

I've been looking all afternoon for this perfume I have. I'm supposed to be going out with friends for dinner and I really want to wear it. I'm not sure how I could've lost it, considering I rarely even wear it. It's quite expensive and so I try to spread out my use of it so it doesn't deplete so fast. However, with the money Billie gave me, I might be able to get a new—even bigger bottle.

I slap my forehead as I realize I've forgotten to check my purse so I head over to get it. I left it in the kitchen so I head that way to grab it. In the process of frantically searching, my purse falls over and I curse to myself. The bottle was indeed in there and has now shattered on the floor. "Oh fuck my life" I grumble, I kneel carefully and begin to pick up the pieces as I cough at the strong fumes.

A few sprays is fine but with these expensive ones, they're very potent and half a bottle at one time is a lot for my lungs. As I'm picking up the shards of glass, something catches my eye. I toss the pieces and head back over to see a piece of cash sticking out from under my purse. I pull it and it's a bit stubborn so I move the purse off it only to see it's a $100 bill.

Not just one, quite a few actually. I put my purse on the counter and see there's even more that I have to pick up. I stand up as I stare at the money in my hands confusedly. I put the money Billie gave me in the bank, so I shouldn't have any bills this big. I look into my purse and it just keeps coming like those colorful sheets out of a hat.

"What the fuck..." I whisper to myself, going through my entire purse and putting each bill on the counter. I count it all and it comes up to $3k which immediately makes my eyebrows raise. There's no doubt in my head, only one person could've done this: Billie. I have to rummage around to find my phone, pulling it out and opening our chat.

Hey

I decide to text her only because I don't think I can bear hearing her voice right now. She'll just convince me this is all ok and it's really not. I'm not accustomed to all of this and truly, as much as I hate to think it, I'm wondering what she expects in return.

Hi, darling

See what I mean?! She's so sweet to me and it's great but also off-putting; I don't understand it at all.

Right. Why did you hide this money in my purse?

Ok I might be being a little harsh but I'm trying to be direct, straight to the point.

What money?

Billie.

Why is she playing dumb? Of course I know it's her, no one else I know has this much money to spare—let alone would give it to me.

Because you deserve it

I'm not some prostitute you know

Now, I know that was out of line but it was the first thing that came to mind! It just feels... wrong; like she's paying me for a service I didn't even give.