blaze of desire // billie eilish fanfiction

two : nostalgia? part 1

delilah

"delilah you're getting separated from your wife, mind answering some questions?" chloe my co worker said.

"it's official and yes i mind." i frowned. "and how do you think that's an appropriate way to approach me?"

"well i thought it would help me get a couple ideas on this book i'm a ghostwriter for." she explained.

"no— chloe i don't want to fucking answer questions about my personal life to benefit your career so you can profit off my life." i raised my voice. "seriously what makes you think that's okay?" i was baffled.

"relax i was joking, you looked like you were mad as hell and i thought i'd give you something worse to get mad at." she took a gummy from my desk. "you know to make you forget about something for a second, you're getting elevens in between your brows."

"i fucking hate you." i sighed. "that did work though, somehow. even though i am mad about some shit she pulled again."

"well whatever happened, it's good that you're divorced." she smiled before leaving. "she's a piece of shit."

chloe and i are one of the oldest employees here, we never got close but she always had a way of comforting me? she has a good heart, but she doesn't always know how to convey the message.

"delilah, you should go home early." my boss told me.

"why?" i frowned.

"you've worked hard enough already this week. you never take a personal day and you should just take this." she told me.

"actually it's nice having something to distract me, i say drown me in more work." i confessed. "i really don't need the rest of the day off."

"yes you do, and need to go now." she saved my work for me and then proceeded to shut down my computer. "delilah, you're fired if you don't go."

"you're gonna fire me because i don't want the rest of the day off?" i laughed at how ridiculous she sounded.

"yes, yes i will. now go, and don't pick up your daughter and her built in best friend from day care. go shopping or something." she told me after she gave me my bag and started leading me to the elevator.

"what if i do pick them up?"

"i'll fire you." she shrugged.

"and how will you know if i picked them up?" i raised a brow and the elevator opened.

"i'll know, now bye bye. see you next week." she waved goodbye to me. this happens at least once every six months, and chloe always seems to coincidentally "talk" to me before im kicked out.

in my mind i saw a million pictures floating around creating a plan for the rest of my day. i would be stupid not to take advantage of this, and i'm not that stupid. i'm aware that i got married and had a child with someone who only seemed to think about themselves and their needs and i was too blind to accept it, or even realize it because i was so badly in love, but that's about how dumb i am. not that much, right?

i thought id treat myself and go to one of my favorite shops that resells these fashion pieces that are so cute, i always want to get the whole store when i step into it. i do have self control and that's why i limit myself to five items maximum in every store i go to but i usually don't need to think about that rule, cause im good with my spending habits.

after the shop i went into other clothing stores and i ended up only buying one other thing, it was for junie. a little elephant wensie, it's a little big so she's gonna have to grow into it, but i couldn't hold myself back. i later found myself enjoying a coffee and just scrolling through my socials, at some point the day care sent me videos of the girls and i couldn't help but watch them over and over and over again.