"NESSA HOW DOES IT FEEL DATING BILLIE?!" why are there people following me? billie told me not to say anything, just walk. i went inside the shop, but through the big glass windows, they took pictures of me. i smacked my lips, "fuck off!" i whisper yelled, flipping them all off.
they didn't stop! just took pictures on their fucking iphones! i texted my girlfriend.
nessa: bil these fuckers are recording me
nessa: i swear a guy has his hands in his pants right fucking now
but she wasn't texting back. i hate when she's working but i love that she's happy. i didn't even get anything, i just left and rushed to my car. i went my dad's house, he was making dinner.
"hi, dad."
"your girlfriend is famous?!"
i laughed, "i guess." i answered, "the girl with all the black goo coming out of her face likes you?!" i gasped dramatically, "what's so wrong with me?!"
"you're a prissy girl, that's all. im happy for you." i smiled and hugged him. i dont know what i'd do without him.
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BPOV
"so billie, recently, there's been talk of you and a girl.. who is this mysterious girl?"
damn. i wasn't sure if i could talk about that, my team might kick my ass for it. they've already been upset with me about how im going about this. they dont like how i listen to everything nessa says, even if its right. but that's not fair, she's my girlfriend. what am i supposed to do?
"i think you know who it is," i laughed, "you just want me to say it."
"i mean! if she's really your girl, you'd tell us!"
i shrugged, "she's a girl," i nodded, "that's for sure.. uh.. i dont know if she'd like me to talk about her.. i mean, it's new. y'know?" they dont know, but they nodded, "i didn't mean to be out there so bad, but it is. and that's okay."
i finally got done with work, and made my way to nessa's house to get her. i texted her and told her i was sorry about the paparazzi, and im coming to take her to dinner.
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JPOV
i was putting my earings in, going into my father's room to ask me if he wanted me to drop him something off. i entered but he wasn't in there, so i went into the bathroom where he was in his boxers, crying on the floor with a bottle of alcohol next to him, and blood dripping from his wrist.
this happens at least once a month. it's like my brain rushes back to when i was 9 years old, finding him like this after he and my mom fought. "dad?" i shook him, grabbing the bottle and pouring it all out in the sink. he blinked awake, "nessa. oh god." he tried to cover his wrist but i was crying as i wiped the blood and bandaged him.
"please dont cry."
"im not-" i wiped my tears. i definetly was though, "im not crying. im not leaving you tonight, okay? get up." he got up and i got him in his bed. i stood in the hallway after he went to sleep, and called billie. "hey, baby. sorry, im on my way."
"c-can you just come and lay with me? please."
"hey, calm down, baby. what's wrong?"
"please, can you listen to me and come to me, please?"
"yes ma'am. im on my way."
i waited for my girlfriend by the door, and as soon as she got here, i fell into her arms. i still had dried blood to clean in the bathroom. i cried in her arms, not being able to control myself. i've been cried this badly in front of her.
"tell me what's wrong, babe? tell me." she whispered, rubbing my head. "there's blood everywhere-" i cried, "and i wish he wasn't hurting so much." she pulled away, taking my head, "is he okay?" she asked, "h-he's fine. i-i can't-" i couldn't even breath. she picked me up and took me to my room. she's never even been to my house.
i curled up in a ball in her hoodie, waiting for her to take all her jewlery off and lay next to me. she held me, and i just listened to her heart beat.
"im sorry, babe.." i wiped my tears, "i just wish mom could come back... i wish he wasn't so hurt. she hurt him so much, she hit him, shot at him and he cant fucking live without her. he's so fucking selfish, doesn't he know i can't live without him?! fuck."
she gave me actual advice, how to help him and it was best serious conversation i had ever had.
"yeah, i hope that helps.."
i sat up and kissed her, "thank you, bil. i love you."
