Chapter 16, I'm lucky to have met you.

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                         Billie's POV

White. Flashes of white. I couldn't feel my limbs.
What the fuck is happening?
Her. I saw her. Rosie. And me. We were at a fair, or at least that's what I'd assume was a fair, seeing all the people and the tents with a few rides scattered here and there. She had her hand locked in mine, as how we usually walked together. Dotty was on a harness with a leash connected to it, trotting along besides us. My face was painted as a cat, and she had a purple flower painted near her eye. I held a stick with a giant wad of cotton candy on it, and she held a green, medium sized lion. She was smiling. That odd fucking smile. I don't know how to describe it, but.. it's nice. Her and her slightly crooked teeth, and her plump lips. Her nose was small, and her eyes blue, as they always were. But something felt.. different. She looked.. she.. beautiful.
Wait, what? What kind of cliche bullshit? No she didn't. She looked like a regular girl. My regular companion. My acquaintance. I've never thought much about her appearance but.. is she.. beautiful?
I held out the cotton candy for her, and she took a big bite out of it, then proceeded to kiss my cheek.
My face felt hot as I watched this.
What is happening? Why is she acting so.. affectionately towards me?
I smiled at her.
White. White flashes. I begin regaining consciousness and feeling in my limbs.
I'm in the sand near the giant rock and the woods that leads to the shithole.
I gasp for air and sit up seeing roseabella by my side, with her hand on my chest.
"Are you alright, Billie? Are you ill? What happened?" She asked concerned.
"I'm, I'm okay I think. I don't know what that was. Let's head home." I stated, standing up. What was going on? Why did I see that? Is this some kind of indication of what it is i.. desire? Is this some kind of sick game my mind wants to play with me?
"Billie, I'm not just going to drop it. You could be seriously sick. Are you sure you're okay?" She spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. It happens sometimes. " I lied through my teeth.
A pang of some sort of weird feeling went through my chest. It felt low. I don't know what it is, but I didn't like it.
"Are you sure Billie? I'm very concerned." She said again.
"Yes I'm sure, I was diagnosed with something that causes random blackouts but I forgot what it was considering it was a long time ago." I lied again.
That fucking feeling came over me again. I hate it. What am I doing? Why do I feel this?
"Oh.. okay. I.. I'm still gonna worry about you." She said.
Oh god. Guilt. That's what it is. This is awful. But it's something.
We made our way back to the shithole that I stayed. Dotty greeted us at the door.
"Hi dots. " I said while petting her. She lifted her tail and trotted around like the happy cat she is.
When I got inside, I threw off my worn down low tops and padded upstairs.
I unbuckled my belt and chucked my jeans to the side, leaving me in only boxers.
I sat on the bed in an attempt to clear my mind.
Roseabella came running up the stairs excitedly.
"Billie! Disappearing boy! Mystery!" She said.
"What what what" I replied.
"The fair is next week and I have just enough for tickets! Wanna go?"

~Authors note
OOOO BOI YALL READY FOR DIS
I feel like once I'm done with this book I'm gonna re write it. It'll have the same  plot line and stuff but it'll be written better. Maybe. Maybe not.
Thank you so much for all the votes ;D this is very fun for me.
- Ms. Jace.

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