Ocean Eyes - B.E.

Chapter 11- Dinner

A/N
SMUT WARNING HEHE
also look up the song DNA by Lia Johnson, it will make sense and listen to it when the song comes in the chapter.
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Zara's POV
She grabbed my wrist and and my bag fell onto the floor, and spilling everything in it.

"What's this?" Billie asked picking up my notebook.
"Uh that? Um nothing really i-" but before I could continue she was flipping through the pages.
"I didn't know you were into music Zara!"
"Yeah it's kinda a private thing. But I guess you can know." I said smiling. Ill happily share anything with Billie.
"You don't have to."
"No I want to. Its okay."
I started going through my songs and telling her about them and then I came across one that I think needed to be shared.
"And this one is about my mom." I struggled to say.
"Z it's okay. It's personal I get it."
"Where's your keyboard." I blurted out.
"In our studio...down the hall."
I stood up. "You gonna lead the way or what?"

She stood up and lead me down the hall to the studio. It was small, but it was so cozy. Writing and producing songs in here seemed like heaven.
"I'm just gonna sing it. Just listen okay? I'll explain it after."
She nodded and sat down.
I sat in front of the piano. I placed my fingers on top of the keys, a feeling I missed. I began to play the chords, and then began to sing:
Dark as midnight
Six pack Coors Light
You don't look the same
Past my bedtime
Blue and red lights
Come take you away
Hate to see you like a monster So I run and hide
Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind
I won't be, no I won't be like you
Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth
Eyes like yours can't look away
But you can't stop DNA
No, you can't stop DNA
Twice a year, you come in crashing
Nice to see you too
Johnny Cash and backseat laughing
Always ends too soon
Hate to say hello 'cause I know that it means goodbye
Hate to ask but what's it like to leave me behind
I won't be, no I won't be like you
Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth
Eyes like yours can't look away
But you can't stop DNA
No, you can't stop DNA
Are the pieces of you
In the pieces of me?
I'm just so scared
You're who I'll be
When I erupt
Just like you do
They look at me
Like I look at you
I won't be, no I won't be like you
Fighting back, I'm fighting back the truth
Eyes like yours can't look away
But you can't stop DNA
No, you can't stop DNA
(DNA by Lia Maria Johnson)

I just sat there for a second and took a breather. I turned to look at billie who was just sitting there staring at me.
"Zara. That was incredible."

Billies POV
"Zara that was incredible"
"It's nothing compared to you. Anyways it's kinda a rough draft...i uh finished it a few days ago."
"Well either way it's amazing. I can only imagine what else you have in there. You should consider producing your music!" She said with a small grin on her face.
"Maybe one day, but Billie I really need to talk to you. It's actually about my mom."
"Okay. I'm here to listen." I said and patted the bed.
I sat down next to her.
"So when I was younger. My parents got divorced after having 4 kids. My oldest siblings are 30 and i'm the youngest at 17. My dad just left us, and my mom didn't really take it that well. She turned to alcohol. At first it wasn't that bad, but it got worse and worse.  She got violent with us. My sister and I would have to run and hide or sometimes we wouldn't even go home at night. We would stay with friends. Then I started to get panic attacks because I was so scared I would turn around and she would be right there. I was scared of dying. That's how bad it was. So when my sister finally turned 18, she took me and we moved as far away as possible, here, to LA."
I watched as tears fell down her cheeks, I wiped them away, and grabbed her hand. She looked at me with sorrow in her eyes.
"But uh. Now. My mom went to rehab a lot. In and out, in and out. But she's finally okay. She called my sister, and she wants us to go visit."
"That's great!" I said.
"But Billie you don't understand. I'm going to see her. Like next week."
I watched as her face turn to more of a disappointment.
"I have to go. I need to do this. But trust me if I could change when I was going I would. Right now I just want to stay here." She said sadly.
"I uh have to tell you something too" I said fiddling with my rings.
"I am announcing another tour. And I go uh next week."
I nearly threw up. Shit. This fucking blows.
"Oh. Well i'm happy for you! That's great." She tried to say happily.
She grabbed my hand.
"We got this."
I thought for a minute. "Wait where does your mom live?"
"New York City. Why?"
"That's one of my stops in 2 weeks! Your still gonna be there right?"
"Yes! I would love to come see you." She said.
"Perfect it's done."
See we do got this!" She said again
She smiled and just looked at me. Damn this girl.
"Quit looking at me like that" I said and she snapped out of it.
"Like what?" She pretended to play it off.
"It's like your eye fucking me or something." (SORRY I HAD TO. YOUR WELCOME EL.)
She laughed, "I was not."
"Yeah okay. You should've seen the look on your face."
I slapped her arm, and we both laughed.
Maggie knocked on the door, "Hey girls, dinners ready."

Zara's POV
Billie lead me to the table and we sat down next to each other. Patrick, her dad, introduced himself.
"This looks delicious." I said grabbing a little bit of everything.
We sat and talked while enjoying our food. I left Billies hand touch my thigh. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye. She was still in a conversation with her family. Her hand continued up my thigh and to my pants button. She slyly unbuttoned and unzipped them. I just sat there pretending like nothing was happening. She continued to talk with her brother, as if nothing was going on. Then she reached into my pants, and rubbed my core. I gasped and quickly grabbed the table. I mean I'm not complaining but jesus crist. She continued. I was holding my breathe. She started going harder. I couldn't breathe.
I pulled my shirt down over my pants and quickly got up. "If you excuse me."
I walked to the bathroom. Holy fuck.
I stared at myself in the mirror. Did that really just happen-
I washed my hands and saw that Billie was back in her room. I walked in and shut the door behind me.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT."
"You know you liked it."
"BUT AT THE TABLE WITH YOUR FAMILY. I THOUGHT YOU DIDNT WANT THEM TO KNOW."
"I don't. And they don't."
"WHY DONT YOU UNDERSTAND THAT ITS PROBABLY NOT A GOOD IDEA TO WELL I DUNNO ALMOST FINGER ME UNDER THE FUCKING TABLE."
Before she could speak, Finneas walked in.
"We are getting ice cream care to join?"
Billie looked at me and then looked at him, "No I think we are good."
Finneas nodded and walked out.
"Don't yell at me." Billie said sternly
"I HAVE A RIGHT TO."
She got up and got closer to my face. "What did I just say."
I knew what she was doing but it's not gonna work.
"I DONT HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU" I yelled.
"That's it." She grabbed me and threw me on the bed
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A/N
SORRY FOR THE LONG ONE BUT I FELT LIKE I HAD TO! don't worry the next chapter continues where this left off😌