You're Mine // WLW

You're Beautiful

published 10/15/24

My eyes slowly fluttered open as I found myself curled up on the couch right where I left myself. The room was bathed in a soft, dim light and everything felt unnaturally still, like the world had paused while I slept. For a moment, I didn't move. I just laid there staring at the wall.

There was a heaviness in the air, a tension I couldn't shake. It clung to me as a silent reminder of everything that had unraveled before I drifted off. My eyes felt sore, my face stiff from dried tears. I blinked trying to clear the fog that clouded my mind, but the sadness still lingered.

I sat up slowly, the weight in my chest making it hard to breathe. The events of earlier were already starting to play again on a loop in my head like a movie I can't turn off. The comments, the hurtful words—they were still there, echoing in the silence around me. Part of me wanted to check my phone again, to see if anything had changed.

I wrapped my arms around my knees, pulling them close to my chest. The world felt distant. I wish I could just disappear for a while, fade into the background until the pain stopped. But I knew that wasn't how it worked. The world wouldn't stop for lil ol' me and neither would the comments...no matter how much I wanted them too.

In an attempt to give myself a sense of reality, I grabbed my phone wanting to check the time, to ground myself after all that happened. The room felt suspended in a heavy silence and I needed something, anything, to remind me that the world is still moving.

As soon as I picked up my phone, my heart stopped. The screen woke up and there they were...multiple Instagram notifications, all from Billie. My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment I just stared at the screen, not sure if I was imagining things. She hadn't responded to me at all and now all of a sudden? Why is there so many messages? Her name over and over breaking through the haze that had clouded my mind since earlier.

My hands trembled slightly as I unlocked my phone, my heartbreak quickening. Part of me didn't want to open the message just from pure fear, scared of what she could have possibly spammed me about. Another part of me, a part that I'd thought had been buried under all the hurt, felt a flicker of hope. Maybe this was the distraction I needed. She always knew when to come in at the right time.

My fingers hesitated for a moment, hovering over our chat waiting to be opened. Her messages were freshly sent only thirty four minutes ago. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I forced myself to man up and open her messages. Billie's name appeared at the top and as the conversation opened, I could see that she sent me more than just her usual one message. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears.

"Hey" the first message read.

"I saw some of the crap people are saying about you online and honestly it's all just bullshit."

I blinked, my breath hitching. I hadn't even thought she would see those comments whatsoever, let alone reach out to me about them. I kept reading, my eyes scanning the screen as I continued the scroll through.

"People love to talk, but they don't know you."

"I been there. It sucks and it hurts, but never let them get to you. They're just bored sad little fucks tryna make themselves feel better by bringing someone else down. It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with them."

I felt a lump in my throat. Her words were hitting me harder than I expected. She didn't need to do this. She didn't have to reach out, but she did.

"Seriously forget them. You're incredible, y/n. You're killing it. You're smart, you're beautiful and you've got so many people who love you for exactly who YOU are. Don't let a few weirdos make you ever doubt that, okay? promise me y/n."