"fake tattoo for fake 18 years? i'm onto you bro"
first virtual like of real love.
yo whatsup i'm martina and this is a fan fiction that i write because.. well there isn't a real motivation. jus' wanted to write and share it with you. hope you like...
bil: i'm sorry. for everything. i really want to be with you. bil: please can we forget this night? bil: stacey when you see this, please text me back. stacey: please just leave me alone.
I'm so fucking mad. I'm still. I don't know why she did that. I just thought that she was in love with me. Those things that she wrote are probably bullshits. She texted me those messages at 1:28am and she probably was still drunk as fuck. I don't know but this broke my heart. I was so good with her. She was one of the best person that I knew in all my life. But now she's only a good singer.
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I unlocked my phone and I replied to her message.
bil:stacey can we talk? stacey: from now we only work together. nothing personal.
Billie's point of view
I already fucking miss her. She was my salvation of "the celebrity Billie Eilish". She was the only one who was a fan that I treated differently. She was the only one who I fell in love with. I have to do something to let her being in my arms again. I looked at the necklace on my bedside table. The first thing she liked about me was my music. My music. A song. I can write a song for her.
It's not true Tell me I've been lied to Crying isn't like you..
It's 4:00 pm and I finished the song. I'm gonna ask her if tomorrow she wants to come over. I'm calling her.
The user that you called is busy. Please call later
Who the fuck is calling her with?
Stacey's point of view
"Grace?" "Yeah?" "Oh my god Grace." "Stacey are you crying? What's going on?" I told everything that happened to Grace. She said that I should give to Billie another chance. I should. I'm still in love with Billie. And I can't help it.
It's 11:34 pm and I was watching Stranger things on Netflix when I received a call. It was from Bill. Should I answer? "Hey Billie." "Hey Stacey. I know everything that happened and I'm sorry. Can you please come over tomorrow evening? Please." Her voice felt so broken. "Yes. I can. I'm gonna come at 5:00 pm." "Really? Okay. Goodnight Stacey." "Goodnight Billie." This conversation was so short. I cried after it. I overreacted yesterday. Of course Billie deserves a second chance. I'm so stupid sometimes.
