I hate you | B.E.

19

I TRY TO LIVE IN BLACK AND WHITE,
BUT I'M SO BLUE

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1 year later

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Billie and Aurelia had stumbled upon a hidden oasis—a tiny, secret beach nestled away from the bustle of their everyday lives. The sun had dipped below the horizon hours ago, leaving behind a twilight sky painted in deep indigo, blue and purple hues. The beach felt like a world apart, an intimate enclave where the only sounds were the soft, rhythmic murmurs of the ocean.

The air was crisp and invigorating, tinged with the briny aroma of the sea and the faint, musky scent of damp earth. They lay close together on a thick, cotton picnic blanket, their bodies just inches apart. The sand beneath was still warm from the day's heat, offering a comforting contrast to the cool night air that brushed gently against their skin.

The symphony of the night was serene—waves caressing the shoreline with a gentle hush, an occasional seagull's distant cry, and the soft rustle of leaves as a light breeze drifted through. The sky above was a vast, dark expanse, free of stars thanks to the city's pervasive glow. Yet, the absence of celestial bodies only heightened the intimacy of their moment, as if the universe had drawn a curtain around them, making this space entirely their own.

Most of Billie's relationships had mended, at least to some extent. She had made a conscious effort to show everyone how much she had grown and changed. She worked hard to earn Aurora's trust again, proving her sincerity through consistent actions and heartfelt conversations. She also spent time with her mom, acknowledging her past mistakes and making amends, demonstrating her growth through every genuine apology and gesture of goodwill.

But it was with Aurelia that Billie focused most of her energy. She was determined to prove her love and commitment, showering her with affection and support. Billie made sure Aurelia knew she was valued and cherished, not just through words but through thoughtful actions. Whether it was surprising Aurelia with small, meaningful gestures or simply being there when she needed someone, Billie did everything in her power to show how much she cared.

Their fingers grazed each other occasionally, sending electric shivers through their bodies. The slight touch was a silent language, filled with the unspoken depth of their connection. The night enveloped them in a velvety embrace, the chill in the air enhancing the warmth that radiated from their closeness. Billie could feel the soft, steady rhythm of Aurelia's breath, a quiet comfort in the stillness of the night.

The distant lights of Los Angeles cast a faint glow on the horizon, barely touching the secluded beach, leaving it cloaked in shadow and mystery. Billie glanced over at Aurelia for a moment, her face softly illuminated by the faint city glow. The delicate curve of her lips, the gentle slope of her nose, and the peaceful look in her eyes were all bathed in a blue light. She glanced back up at the sky, taking in the way it fell like a blanket over thier head, mimicing the warm embrace of a hug.

Aurelia turned on her side, resting her head on her hand, her other arm wrapping around her own waist. She gazed at Billie, taking in the enchanting sight before her. Billie's pale skin seemed to glow ethereally in the dark, contrasting beautifully with the inky night. The small lamp at their feet cast a soft, warm light, illuminating the scene with a gentle glow. Aurelia's eyes traced the delicate slope of Billie's button nose down to her plump, inviting pink lips. She watched, mesmerized, as Billie's long eyelashes fluttered with each glance she stole at the deep, starless sky. In this moment, Aurelia wished time would freeze, preserving this perfect stillness forever.