After a night of confessions, surprises, and drinking, the ladies set out to their own homes. Zoya was the only one who didn't drink as much and was sober enough to take all the girls home. Dropping Reese and Olivia home, she finally pulled into Willow's apartment.
"Oh Zo, thanks for driving me home. I appreciate it." She smiled and gathered her belongings.
"Hey its no problem. I actually had a good time tonight so thank you for letting me get loose." Zoya joked. Willow chuckled and shook her head.
"We sure needed it for everything that has happened lately." Zoya reached for Willow's hand, tracing circles against her palm.
"I just want you to know that I'm here for you Will. No matter what." Willow smiled, but it wasn't the same one that used to reach her eyes.
"Thanks. I'm trying to forget it, that's all." Zoya furrowed her brows and turned to look at her.
"That's not healthy though Will." Willow sighed and leaned her head back into the headrest.
"At this point, I really don't care Zo. I keep thinking of it over and over again and I'm tired of it." Zoya pressed her lips together, still rubbing Willow's hand.
"I know its bothering you Will, but you have to let it go. Think of what the therapist would tell you." Willow ferociously shook her head.
"No, no, no! Fuck the therapist, I'm tired of that shit." Willow got out of the car and walked up to her house. Zoya sighed and decided that she would give her some space. She hoped that she didn't pester her too much to the point where she started resenting herself for the accident. Willow threw her stuff onto the floor, walking into the kitchen. She snatched a glass from the cabinet and set it on the counter. The buzz of her phone goes off, causing her to heavily sigh.
hey, i'm sorry if i'm bothering you too much about the incident, but i just want you to get better. i love you will and i don't want you to go through this alone. i'm always here for you, do not ever forget that.♥️ ~ 1:27am
Willow bit the inside of her cheek, racking through her brain of the million responses she could use to Zoya. Getting a headache in the process, she simply threw the phone onto the counter without responding. Opening the bottom cabinet near her sink, she pulled a bottle of red wine out. She then climbed on top of her marble island. Willow downed one drink, and then decided to take another drink. Taking her third drink, she set the glass down and laid in a comfortable fetal position. Her eyes slowly started to droop, eventually closing. Willow moved her hand from underneath her head and made herself jump awake. She blinked a couple time to make sure that she could see. Willow quizzically scratched her head while stumbling to her bedroom. When she reached her room, there was someone in her bed.
"Odell?" Willow squinted to make out the person in her bed.
"Yes Will?" He called. She jumped, panicking to how he was even here.
"Odell, what the hell are you doing here?" He suddenly leaned up in the bed. Willow backed away, her breath becoming shallow.
"Baby, why wouldn't I be here? I came to visit you remember?" She clutched her forehead, trying to process everything happening.
"Okay, I dunno what kinda shit you on, but I don't remember about you coming to visit me. I coulda sworn we broke things off back in New York so, why the fuck are you here?" He got out of the bed attempting to come towards her.
"Woah woah woah," She sprinted to the outside of the room near her closet. "No, do not come near me." Odell raised his hands up.
"Willow, what is up with you? And what are you talking about we broke things back in New York?" Willow tilted her head, face all scrunched up. "We started dating in New York so I don't know what you're saying. Remember?" He went over to a suitcase on the other side of the bed. "I have a game here tomorrow and we decided to spend the week together. How could you forget that? You were so excited about me coming down here." Willow rapidly shook her head. She felt this funny feeling rushing throughout her bones, invading her thoughts.
"No no, I never said or did any of that! We never dated at all!" Odell started coming closer to her. She could only get so far into her closet, making her breath quicken faster.
"Willow, I'm getting real fucking tired of your mouth. Maybe if you wasn't so fucking slow, you would remember shit." He was closing up on her space. Willow scooted and scooted until she backed into the long mirror in her closet.
"W-what are you doing?!" Odell was now in her personal space. He squatted down eye to eye with her and his eyes seemed a different color. Specks of red floated in his orbs, scaring the life out of Willow.
"Teaching you a lesson." Her heart beating out of her chest, Willow frantically darted her eyes at him before she felt a slap.
What the fuck?
Willow picked herself off the ground, stumbling backwards into the counter. Sweat dripped from her forehead while some of it rolled down her face. The side of her face hurt from the fall to the floor from the island. Willow dashed to her bedroom, only to see her perfectly made up bed. There wasn't any Odell in the bed. There wasn't any suitcases on the other side. There wasn't any slap. Frustrated, she chucked the pillows off the bed and yanked the covers back. She went to turn on the fan before throwing herself into bed. While wildly laying down on her stomach, she stared at the moonlight peeking through her blinds. The nightmare resurfaced her mind.
We started dating in New York so I don't know what you're saying.
A tear made its way down her cheek onto her pillow.
We never dated at all!
Another tear reached the pillow.
Willow, I'm getting real fucking tired of your mouth.
And another.
W-what are you doing?!
And more.
Teaching you a lesson.
Until a river of tears flooded her pillow.
welp guys i decided to update on my birthday. so yes, i am a taurus for all you zodiac readers out there lmao. the best birthday present i've received is twenty thousand reads on this lil ole book and i appreciate every pair of eyeballs lol. thank you so much for the votes and comments.♡
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