"Okay now follow me". Stella was in the corner still looking worried. "Her heartbeats too fast what did she take"? Ellie asked Stella. "Molly...". Stella was biting her nails.
I quickly felt a sting on my cheek. "Ow".
"Oh now you can fucking talk. You don't answer my fucking texts calls or voicemails. And now you can talk". She grabbed my hands and brought them over my head. "We're talking about this once you're okay". She pointed a finger at me. "You look like shit Y/n". She was using her mom voice and it was low key scary. I felt fine but I still couldn't really breathe and for some reason felt really jumpy.
I could hear her whisper insults under her breath. "Take this". She handed me a gummy. "It'll help slow your heart rate". I furrowed my eyebrows. How is a gummy going to help me? "DONT fucking ask questions right now. You don't get to ask questions right now". I couldn't even talk right now but if i could I would have shut the fuck up right then and there.
"Don't ever give her anything other than weed. Got it". Now she was all up on Stella's face. "Dog name fucking idiots both of you". Eleanor had one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead.
Thirty minutes later my heart rate had calmed down a while ago. My breathing was back to normal. Now we sat in Ellie's car in silence. Stella was here because she felt bad.
"Can you get out please"? Ellie unlocked her car door. Stella walked out. "It's not her fault I-" she glared at me. "Shut up right fucking now Y/n". And so I did. I felt small in this seat. She rested her head on the steering wheel.
"It's fucking 5am and I'm tired I don't have the energy to talk to you or scold you. I should be calling your mom". I immediately begged her not to. "I'm taking you to my house. You can sleep this shit off. We'll talk tomorrow". On that ride something happened that has never happened before. We didn't talk. She unlocked her front door and said no words to me.
I felt ashamed.
I took off the leather jacket and rested it on the chair. "Goodnight". Was all she said before she walked into her room. Fuck.
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The next morning I woke up and felt like absolute trash both physically and mentally. I woke up to the sound of music. The smell of pancakes. My arm hurt like a bitch still and my eye hurt like a whore still. Everything fucking hurt. So I had to get some momentum from the bed to sit up. I heard a knock at the door. "Come in". I said softly still not knowing here I stand with Ellie.
"You still look like shit". She chuckled but I saw the pity in her eyes. "Thanks". I chuckled rubbing my good eye. "Sorry". She brought her finger to her mouth. "Just eat. Then we'll talk". In front of me were two pancakes shaped like little bears with bananas and chocolate chips forming the face. I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you". I grabbed the fork and started digging in. She just sat next to me. Her presence was exactly what I needed right now. She didn't say anything she also didn't stare. She was just there on her phone texting.
I finished those pancakes too quickly. Like a vacuum. They were just so soft and buttery. They were so fucking good. "Seconds". She was smiling as she grabbed the empty plate. "Come on". I felt like a kicked dog.
So I followed her. Her floors were so cold. I sat on the chair I think this is called an island I sat there. "So.." I laid my head in my arms. "What have you been up to". I said interrupting her serious conversation. "No Y/n what have you been doing". She started baking some of the pancakes. It smells so good. "Being single".
"You're not single".
"I am". I grabbed my phone showing her the pictures that drove me to the brink of insanity. She grabbed my phone with suspicion. The room went quiet, you could hear the pancake sizzle and that's it. "No way". I saw her keep scrolling through the instagram account. "Three weeks ago? Isn't that when we got smoothies"? I nodded my head still down on my arms. "Y/n what the fuck"? I shrugged. I could feel the tears coming but I didn't want her to see. "Y/n look up". I shook my head.
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FantasyA Billie Eilish short book. Following her actual life but throwing you in it as her romantic partner. Enjoy. (Kind of like an imagine book) gxg gip
