𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 | 𝐁.𝐄

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑

- 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

i woke up once again, to crust in the corner of my eyes, and a terrible headache clouded my head.

the more i began to wake up, the worse it got, realizing what i did last night... getting drunk, knowing i have the worst hangovers.

the more i thought about this terrible hangover i was having, the more i thought about the series of events that happened last night.

everything coming back in bits and pieces , coming to realization i wasn't even in me and scarlett's bed, but rather on milan's couch.

the couch where i first feel asleep against her shoulder. something that i turned into a sexual matter under the influence of alcohol last night.

my stomach started to turn, doing nothing but making my hangover worse. thinking about how much damage a simple kiss could cause.

i began to feel nauseous the more i thought about it, part of me regretting what happened, but the other half of me that i felt like could've still been under influence, wish we could've did more.

i felt so confused, considering the fact i knew your drunken thoughts or what you say are how you truly feel, and this is something i didn't want to be true.

now, all i could think about is how much tension would be between us, i couldn't comprehend how my drunken feelings could take over me so much.

thinking about the fact, we were pretty much a couple feet away from another also drive me more insane... i had to get out of here.

i grabbed my phone off the table, and quietly, walked to the door trying not to wake her up opening it and closing it behind me.

once i made it out the hallway, i ran into anthony.

how much more shit could happen and the day just started? hopefully he don't suspect no shit.

" goodmorning", he said , giving me a slight smile and i said the same in return as we walked past one another. that was before he realized i left his condo, he turned around and asked, " billie..are you good?"

" yeah.. me and scarlett just needed some space last night and i didn't have anywhere else to sleep."

" oh okay.." , he replied in an unsure tone, he could probably read the expression of an lie all over my face.

i pulled my key out of my pocket and opened the door, seeing our apartment door open, i walked in.

" so, are you ready to talk?", scarlett asked, before i could even step foot into our bedroom.

walking into the bedroom, i continued to reply, " are you ready to talk?", throwing my phone onto the nightstand that sat besides the bed scarlett was laying in.