Look Where That Got You.

Chapter 2 - Happiness Deteriorates

Before I tell you what I did, I need you to know that it didn't make me happier. If anything it made me feel extremely guilty. It sent me spiralling.

It was a normal day. I woke up. Did my school work and cried to Billie's songs. Then I got a text message. It read:

Hey Olivia, you free tonight?
-Billie xox

And. Although I shouldn't have, I replied with:

Yes

And, 2 hours later, I was waiting for her to arrive in the town square.

I waited

And waited

And waited

Typical of Billie, not to show up. I was angry with myself for even thinking she would come. I was furious

I just wanted to spend time with her. Is that too much to ask? Does she not even have time in her life for me anymore?

I texted her

Had a great time on my own last night. Thanks for not showing bitch. If you're too busy for me then that's fine. I don't want to sit here waiting for you when I could be doing better things. I'm done with you, being friends with someone who isn't friends with me. Sorry, I can't do this

But I wasn't done. I went over to my laptop and found all of our songs. Songs filled with our deepest secrets and worries- and posted them on my newly made "fan account" that I set up to try and find something to criticise Billie for.

The songs went viral.

At first I felt proud. But then I realised how serious what I had done was. How it could ruin her career. How I had been best friends with her my whole life. How she'd made me happy for so many years.

I cried all night. By about 5am, I had calmed down slightly. I was still shaking. In fact, I really hadn't calmed down. My eyes caught sight of some scissors on my desk ...