Molly
She's been visibly following me for a week. Everywhere I go, she's there. And everyone can see her. She even walks into classes with me, not noticed by the uncaring professors or students. But she has caught the eye of a certain brunette, who decided that his first words to me in months would be, "Who is she?"
My face visibly drops. I thought he was going to ask about me. He doesn't even notice me.
Then I feel a hand gripping mine, "I'm her girlfriend," she smiles.
I gasp and turn to Billie with wide eyes. I start to stutter and try getting my hand back, but she tightens her grip.
"I've heard all about you... Henry?" she says.
His face contorts as he looks between Billie and I repeatedly. He turns a light shade of red, "Hansol." He clears his throat, "Nice to meet you..."
"Billie."
"Right, nice to meet you Billie. Well, looks like class is about to start," he nods and walks to his seat.
After watching him sit down, I come to my senses. Ripping my hand free from Billie's, I turn away from her and walk to my respective seat. She takes the seat next to me, leaning on one arm and resting her head on her hand. As she stares, I feel uncomfortable, so I turn to her,"What?"
"What's wrong?" she asks.
I roll my eyes and continue with class, which was extremely hard when your literal nightmare was staring at you, not blinking, the entire time.
~
After class, I went to get coffee from the shop across from my dorm. Not really expecting, but hoping, Billie to be gone, I check behind me every few seconds. Each time, I see her trying not so laugh. She thinks this is finny? Completely turning back, I'm faced with a stranger. It's Billie.
"Seriously? Why can't you just leave me alone? Why do you have to follow me?" I shout. This causes the people around us glance our direction, and the boy's, Billie's, eyes widen. He puts his hands up in defense, and I angrily step closer, "Don't play innocent now! Why have you been following me all day? What do you want?"
Just then I hear a giggle behind me. Turing I see Billie leaning against the coffee shop's doors, giggling like crazy. My eyes widen, and I turn again towards the guy. He looks to be a highschooler, sophomore maybe?
"Shi-oot! I'm so sorry! I thought you were her," I say pointing back to Billie, who isn't standing there anymore. Then I feel a shove on my shoulder as the kid runs past me, trying to get away. "I'm sorry!" I shout to him as he continues to run.
I let out a frustrated sigh, and walk into the shop, ordering the strongest cup they've got. Once I get it, I see Billie sitting at one of the window seats, holding back laughs while staring at me. I roll my eyes and head for the back of the shop, sitting alone.
Of course, she follows. I look up at her in annoyance, "What do you want?"
Billie fake gasps, "Is that how you speak to your girlfriend?"
"You're not my girlfriend," I reply instantly.
She laughs and sits down, "What's wrong?"
I just keep drinking my coffee. It's so bitter. Almost as bitter as I feel right now.
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I spent the rest of daylight in the coffee shop, doing homework. Billie watched me the whole time. It was dark now, so I decided to walk back to my dorm. Of course, she followed.
Talking the entire time, trying to get my attention, she finally pulled my arm back, spinning me to face her.
"What?" I shout.
"Woah, what's wrong?" she asks innocently.
"What's wrong? Are you really asking me that? What's right about all of this? You torment me as child, then come back for more as an adult! You ruin the only friendship I've ever had, and then try being nice! You embarrassed me twice, and you don't know what's wrong? You're wrong Billie!" she looks genuinely hurt by my words.
She looks down and I turn to walk further into the street. I can't see anything, only focusing on my anger. "Molly!" she shouts. I start to turn, only to see her running towards me, but before I understand what's happening, I hear a car horn, and feel pain shooting through me.
All I see is red.
All I feel is pain.
And all I hear is shouting, then screaming.
And then darkness.
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Hey Lovelies!
Slight cliff hanger, but I think you can put the pieces together.
In other news, I have exams coming up in a couple of weeks, so I'll try to be as consistent as possible, but no promises, I'm sorry.
Anyway, enjoy! Study hard, sleep well!
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