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Wednesday 10th April

6:11am

Billie is undergoing surgery.

I'm at home, curled up on the sofa with the TV playing in the background. I feel so empty like everything is worthless. I keep getting flashbacks to Billie's close to lifeless body, her clothes drenched in cold blood. The way she watched my face as if it was the last time she'd see me made my heart shatter more than it has ever done before. At 18 years old she had experienced more of the world than some 60 year olds. She's wise, intelligent, beautiful with words, beautiful in general.
At 17 years old I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

But now I don't feel anything.

I zone back in when the news starts playing.
"Yesterday, at 11:25pm in the towns multi-storey parking lot, two females were found on the rooftop. Both were shot, in which one was pronounced dead at the moment the paramedics arrived. It is believed that she, unidentified, committed suicide after shooting at the victim. The other, identified as Billie O'Connell was severely injured. She is unlikely to come out of surgery alive.
The witness, Madeline Benson, refuses to give a statement at this current time."

Remembering what had happened on that rooftop, I sit up all of a sudden, fumbling around in my pocket for a bit before finding a folded piece of paper.

"Hey baby,

I'm aware that I most likely won't survive this so I wanted to give you this..."

I pick up my keys and soon climb into my car, driving towards Billie's house.

"...I want you to go to my house and go to my room. I left my red lights on by the way..."

I get out of my car and go to their front door, knocking three times and being greeted with an exhausted, sad Finneas.

"I want you to look through my bedside table drawer, I have a secret compartment at the bottom..."

I push all of the random things out of the way, finding a 'trap door' at the bottom of the draw.

"You should find my notebook. I wrote everything in there and I want you to read it."

I take out her notebook and hold it to my chest, still reading the note.

"Don't let anyone else see it or I will personally haunt you for the rest of your life. Anyway, I guess this is it, probably the last time you're gonna hear from me. I wanted to make it longer but I don't have much else to say.

I love you, Benson, so so so much. Don't forget that or me otherwise you're joining me in hell :) see you later

Love, your dumbass girl, Bil xx"

I open to the first page of the notebook.

"To my loving, encouraging, gorgeous girlfriend

I hope I made this special maybe for an engagement gift in 5 years or something? Birthday gift? Maybe we already have kids? Idfk. I hope I wasn't stupid and fucked things up between us. Enjoy reading my disturbing thoughts I guess"

I close the notebook and take it with me when I leave the house. I drive to the hospital and sit in the waiting room. I read through her notebook and look at her drawings from dreams. Billie's mind is magnificent and so complex.

A doctor clears his throat "Miss Benson?"
I look up and nod.
"Billie O'Connell is stable so you can see her but she has been put into a medically induced coma"
"When will she wake up?" My heart pounds in my chest, almost breaking through my ribcage.
"Whenever she's ready to wake up" he gives me a sad smile and then invites me to follow him to the private room.

He closes the door when he leave me alone with Bil and I kneel down next to her bed.

"Hey beautiful" I whisper "you probably can't hear me but I want to thank you for everything. Thank you for letting me read your notebook, your mind is incredible and you're probably gonna be so embarrassed when you wake up..."
I take a deep breath
"...I can't wait to see you again. I miss you more than anything, I love you" I choke on my words and I hold her cold limp hand. The tears start falling and I lay my head down on the sheets before trying to regain my strength.
"Please wake up. You're my world"

"That's so... emotional"
I look up and Amelie's leaning against the door, a fake frown on her face. She pushes herself off of the door and walks towards the bed.
"So tragic. The badass Pirate is no longer so badass. Of course, she probably wont be able to remember you if she does wake up."
"Why not? She'll wake up and be exactly the same." I scowl as the bitch herself joins me next to Billie.
"You really think she'll remember you after cardiac arrest? That shit fries your brain. My guess is she'll forget the last 6 months"
No matter how much I hate her, I can't deny that she's probably right. I hate that she's probably right and I hate that Billie might not know who I am.
"She'll remember me"
"Well have fun when she doesn't remember you and you are too stubborn to accept it" she turns around and starts walking towards the door.

"Why did you do it?" I whimper and she turns back around.
"Me and Billie have history and based on the fact that you have her precious notebook, I'm guessing you'll find out why pretty soon" she smirks and with that leaves the room, slamming the door behind her.

I pick up the notebook again, skipping through all sorts of diary entries before coming across one based in November.

My trip to Switzerland - November 6th

Today I met a girl called Amelie. We seemed to click as soon as we met but that might be because she's the only person who speaks English here. She's kind and a good listener. We spent most of the time at the arcade playing stupid games but it was fun.

November 7th

Me and Amelie went bowling today. I won of course and I enjoyed rubbing it in her face. I think I have made a friend for life and I can't wait to see all of the adventures we go on.

November 8th

I feel like me and Amelie are so close. Today I told her about my past and I'm glad she understands me. She promised she wouldn't tell anyone and I'm so grateful.

November 9th

We had to end the trip early. Amelie went to the police and told them about me. We're currently on the run. I feel betrayed and hurt. I promise to never tell anyone else about what I did in America ever again.

Amelie is such a manipulative bitch, she can make you spill your guts even after only just meeting her. Once you've told her enough, she loves to use it against you, that's just the way she is and Billie fell for it.

This explains a lot. This is why they both hated each other from the very start even though I thought they had never even talked to each other.
This explains why Billie was so worried about me being in a relationship with Amelie and why Amelie was so on edge when she spotted Billie at school...

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