03. The Drop of Water

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WARNING: The following chapter contains strong themes such as, Abuse, Depression, and much more

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WARNING: The following chapter contains strong themes such as, Abuse, Depression, and much more. Read at your own Risk

(THIS CHAPTER IS NOT YET EDITED SO BARE WITH ME ON THE SPELLING ERRORS)

Marae's Point of View

The sun was pouring through my white curtains as it rose, my head felt like it just got hit with a ton of bricks as I looked over at the strong white light. I looked to the left side of my bed to see the curly haired boy Billy Hargrove, ya we did hook up last night, at least I hope it was just a hook up. I remember pieces after it all happened last night, he started talking about how he would take me on date or something. Billy saying that is so unrealistic it must of been his drunk self.

I tried prying his arm off my stomach from the way he was laying, all of the weight from that arm would be sent onto me.

"No I'm warm don't leave." The raspy voice scared me as I looked over to see a semi awake Billy. Great.

"I have to get ready for work, I'm opening." I say as I sit up in bed trying to get my sight not so blurry.

"Why not just call in sick and stay with me today." He says with a soft voice now, sounding sad that I'm leaving. This is so unlike Billy that I almost get scared.

"I have to go because I'm opening I should be home by 1 p.m." I state getting up just to look in my mirror to be meet with purple marks on my neck. My eyes widen at the sight all I could think of how was I going to cover these up.

"Just use some girl shit or whatever the fuck you call it." Billy says as he sits up in bed shirtless. I start to look at him, his hair in a bunch due to the actions from last night and his rough sleeping, than the hickies I left on his collarbone all the to his abs. What have I got myself into? "Darling my eyes are up here." He says smirking as I look back up at him away from his stomach.

"U-uh ya. Well I'm just going to take a shower and get going. If you want, you can stay here and sleep. I really don't care." Is all I say nervously as I grab an outfit and my bag to head straight for the bathroom. Opening the door I shut it really quickly and locked it, Billy was not just being nice to me? I think while yet again looking at myself in the mirror, I gasp as I notice i'm wearing his fucking shirt from last night. HIS FUCKING SHIRT. God damn it I am a dumbass.

As I start to undress on turn the shower on cold, just the way I like it. Hoping in I here a knock on the door.  "Someone is in here right now go to the other bathroom please." I yell being irritated at the person knocking.

"Oh ok, I was just wondering if you wanted a ride to work today. Since I have to go work at the pool." I heard his voice, Billy's voice ask that. Is he on drugs? Did he get into my stash? I quickly wash my hair and body, I hop out drying my hair and wrapping the towel around my body.

"Um ya that would be fine, my cars kind of a piece of shit anyways." I say opening the door a jar.

"Ok well we have to stop at my house first so I can some shit. If you don't mind." He says this with a soft voice as if he would talk any louder it would hurt me.

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