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BILLIE
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"Because.. I still love you, Talia."

"You.. what?" Talia replies. "How could you still love me? We broke up four years ago, Billie."

"And I never stopped thinking about you, Talia. You've never left my mind. I think about you every single day. We were supposed to be forever." I reply with tears in my eyes.

"I'm straight, Billie."

"I'm tired of that being your excuse! You loved me! You loved me more than anyone, Tal. We were perfect until you told Logan about us. What if that never happened? You'd still be with me." I respond.

"You don't know that." She says quietly, looking down at the floor. "But I do. This would've never happened if it weren't for your parents." I say.

"You.. you don't know what you're talking about." Talia stands up and pokes her finger into my chest. "You're so obsessed with me! You need to let go. You're the one who didn't talk to me after we broke up, so don't put the blame on me. It's not my fault." She keeps walking towards me, making me back up.

"You're the one who also gave up. It is not my fault, Billie Eilish, so don't you dare s-"

And suddenly, I was under water.

She backed me all the way into the pool.

Talia comes up out of the water with me and groans. "Just fucking leave me alone!" She gets out of the pool and storms off.

And just like that, she's leaving me again.

Like always.

She never stuck around.

I start crying, not being able to tell which tears are mine and which ones are the chlorine filled water.

I get out of the pool and sit down on the chair by the water. I put my head in my hands and let all my tears pour out.

I think I've finally lost her for good.

TALIA

Without another word to Frankie and especially not Julianna, I was out the door.

I couldn't care less about them getting a ride home, I just needed to get out of there.

I find my car and get in before driving back to my apartment building.

When I get there, I'm still soaking, the heat in the car not benefiting me in anyway.

I walk upstairs, ignoring the stares of those wondering why I'm soaking wet.

Once I'm in my apartment, I go into my room and take off my wet clothes. I change into some new ones before sitting down on the bed and putting my head in my hands.

Billie's words ring in my head.

I hate her.

I can't believe after all this time she can still love someone like me.

She's disgusting and I never wanna see her again.

Snapping me out of my thoughts, my phone dings and I grab it off my nightstand to see who it is, though I don't want to talk to anyone right now, I pick it up anyways, just in case it's important.

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