How The Fuck?

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Cherry Cola- Kuwada

1:30 P.M.
[Los Angeles, California]
[Krissy]

"You're free to go home. Just take it easy and take your pain meds when needed. Remember, no more than 1 tablet every 6 hours, got it?" Dr. Bailey instructs.

"You got it. Thanks, Dr. Bailey." I say to her.

"Please, call me Miranda. I'll be back with your prescription and you'll be on your way." She smiles. She leaves and Billie hands me a bag of clothes. I look at what she brought and see that she brought a white wool sweater and black jeans with rips in the knees and thighs. "You know me so well. Thanks babe." I say, kissing her soft cheek. I walk to the bathroom and close the door. I change and put on the deodorant she brought and brush my teeth, also courtesy of Bil. I take the white cloth scrunchy I found inside the bag and tie my hair into a high ponytail. I walk out and see Billie holding my prescription. I put on my black high top converse. I stand up and Billie and I walk toward the door of the room. We walk to the lobby and are met with Finneas. He stands up and walks towards us

"I just checked you out..." he trials off.

"What's wrong." I follow the path of his eyesight. It goes straight to my neck.

"You have a little something..." he says, pointing to my neck. My brows pull in with confusion until I catch my reflection in a window. A big red mark is visible and memories of last nights mini makeout with Billie floods through my brain. I gasp as my hand flies up to touch the still sensitive area.

"You gave me a fucking hickey and didn't tell me it was there?" I whisper-shout at Billie. She smirks and then winks at me before taking my hand and walking out.

"I wanted to show the whole world that you're mine." She states. As the door opens, flashes immediately start going off. Paparazzi everywhere. Everywhere I look, people and cameras are all up in my face. I look at her and she just keeps walking like it's nothing.

"You literally meant the whole world." I lean over and mumble in her ear. She chuckles and looks me in the eyes.

"Why wouldn't I want to show off my girl?"

I lay in bed-Billie's bed- scrolling through Instagram as she takes a shower. Nothing seems unusual until I see a picture of Billie and I holding hands on our way out of the hospital. The caption is:

"Bils new gf?"

I double tap and go to the comments.

"They're both so pretty"

"Are they actually dating?"

"OMG IS THAT A HICKEY ON KRISSYS NECK?"

"Sksksks they're holding hands aww djsjssjix"

"Ew who's that?"

"Aksjrehs that's definitely a fucking hickey"

"Exposeddddd"

"Randomlink/didntwannamakeoneup/youtube.com"

I click on the link and it leads me to a YouTube video. It's a random celebrity news channel channel.

"Hey guys, welcome back to Daily Tea, where we give you a daily dose of celebrity tea. On today's episode we'll be talking about famous singer, songwriter, with her debut album coming out tomorrow, Billie Eilish, and her rumored girlfriend, Instagram and Twitter famous, Krissy Evans.

"Billie and Krissy, were seen walking out of the Los Angeles Hospital earlier today, holding hands. You may be wondering, why were they in a hospital? Well, Billie and Krissy have been inactive on social media for an entire week. Why, you may ask? Well, rumor has it, that Evans was kidnapped for an entire week. Now, changing subjects, if you look closer, you'll see that Krissy has a hickey on her neck. Could it be from Billie? Most likely.

"Well, thank you guys for watching, my name is Sandra Weeks from Daily Tea, and I'll see you tomorrow."

How the fuck did they find out?

"Find out what?" Billies voice echos from the hallway as she enters the room, her blue hair wet and body clad in her usual, baggy clothes, that only she could pull off.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"You said 'how the fuck did they find out.' How'd who find out what?"

"Oh, just some YouTube channel called 'Daily Tea' somehow found out that I was kidnapped." I say like it's no big deal, but inside I'm freaking out.

Like, how the fuck?

"I don't know, man. The media's crazy good at finding out people's business. Don't worry too much babe." She says as she gets on the bed, laying down beside me. I roll over and rest my head on her chest. Minutes later I fall into a peaceful sleep.

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