I woke up that morning feeling miserable. I knew Billie was returning, so I should've been in a good mood, but I wasn't. I felt anxiety cribbling inside me from the second I woke up. I just knew I had to tell her what happened at the party. Even if it wasn't me kissing Elias but the other way around, I should have pulled away instantly. It was fucking stupid of me, but I don't know. I was just really pissed with her and felt lonely. And he once again was there to distract me from Billie.
I ran to clear my head, but it didn't help me. The whole day I spent doing nothing productive. I just lay in bed rotting, consuming stupid content for hours, constantly going back and forth between TikTok, Instagram, and YouTube. Sometimes I fucking hate phones.
I texted Billie to offer to pick her up. I should have been excited to see her again, but I wasn't.
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