Bad Company

Chapter 18: Gunslinger

Billy never said even so much as one word to me when he got in the car. All he did was speed out of the parking lot while I stared out the window, trying to hide the fact that I was choking back tears. I refused to let myself cry in front of him or any other man for that matter. But for some reason I couldn't control it. Tears were streaming down my face and I sniffling but still trying to make it seem like nothing was going on.

I glanced over at Billy for a brief moment to see that he had lit yet another cigarette and was gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles were turning white. His jaw tightened and he sniffled hard, making me wonder if Billy had been snorting cocaine before I got there. Honestly at this point, it would not fucking surprise me whatsoever if he was. Not like I can talk, I was just snorting lines with Christy in front of people where I work.

"What's ya fuckin' problem?" Billy asked coldly, finally killing the awkward silence between the both of us.

Just hearing his voice made me begin to sob harder than I already was. I tried to choke out words but nothing came out besides more tears. I rested my elbows on my knees and buried my face in my hands, covering my face while I sobbed uncontrollably.

"You knew what I was like!" Billy exclaimed.

I sat up, face red and soaked with tears, "I fucking KNOW!" I screamed abruptly. "God! I am so fucking sick of everyone belittling me here! I can fucking handle this! It's YOU that I can't fucking handle."

I exhaled a shaky breathe and wiped away my tears, "I'm tired of you thinking I'm just some scared little 'bitch' as you put it. I never asked you to fucking save my life that night! I never fucking asked you to "call" Shane's death! I never asked-"

I sighed loudly again, "And B-street! What the fuck is the truth behind that?! Are people trying to kill you?"

Billy took a long drag off his cigarette before answering me, "Not yet."

"What does that even mean!" I exclaimed, my face dropping. "I can't keep doing this! You keep me in the dark with everything!"

"Then why the fuck are you wasting your time?!" Billy barked loudly, shutting me up instantly.

"Because! I fucking lo-" I paused, realizing what I was only seconds away from blurting out. I slouched back in my seat and stared back out the window, "Because I care about you... You're my boyfriend."

Billy yanked his cigarette out of his mouth and shot his head over in my direction, "Well..." he started, raising his eyebrows. "Don't."

My heart sunk and a lump formed in my throat. He was clearly still angry but he was deliberately being cruel trying to hurt my feelings. My bottom lip quivered as I stared out the window, trying to focus on something else in hopes of avoiding bursting out into tears yet once again. Billy's breathing was heavy as he leaned his head back against the head rest and pressed down harder on the gas.

"Can you fucking slow down?!" I snapped. "That's all I need now is to die because you can't control your fucking temper."

A smirk grew across Billy's face as he sped up even faster, making the car roar loudly. I turned my head and narrowed my eyes into a glare as I put my seatbelt on and folded my arms across my chest. Billy's eyes glanced from the road over to me and then back towards the road as he continued to speed faster. I winced as I reached out and placed one hand on the dash while the other hand gripped onto the passenger side door.

"Billy..." I whimpered. "BILLY!" I screamed as he swerved, trying to get a rise out of me.

Billy laughed maliciously and slowed down, "See. Scared."