SHE NEEDS HELP | B.E

𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 | locked up

MELISSA POV

Well that was fucked up to say.

I understand that people say stupid stuff when they are angry, but damn. I've really fucked up this time haven't I?

I felt warm tears blur my vision. At this point, death didn't even sound like a bad idea. I've fucked up my friendship with Olivia and Billie is going to be taken to prison for god knows how long.

It's not even like I had the money to bail her out. I just wish she could get better, even if I've only known her for a short time. No one deserve to live like that.

Suddenly, a look of guilt washes over her face. "Fuck Melissa, I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean tha-"

I cut her off with a quiet chuckle and turned to face her. "You know what? Maybe I should"

BILLIE POV

"We will need to ask you a few questions miss Eilish"

I let out a sigh and looked around the cold, tiny room. They probably had a lot of evidence against me so there was no point lying.

Who knew the truth would come out in the first place.

I started thinking about Melissa. God I miss her so much. Just when everything seemed to be going well, my life comes crashing down.

Literally.

I started thinking of her beautiful face and her cute smile. I remembered how happy I was when I saw her opening that door. I've never felt that way in my life, I wanted it to last forever.

I then remembered how tightly we hugged, just making sure that it everything that was happening was real. Making sure that she really was there and I wasn't dreaming. It made me feel so warm inside.

"Billie!"

I snapped out of my thoughts when I finally remembered where I was and what situation I was in.

This really was the end.

*time skip to the next day

It hasn't even been 24 hours and I wanted to get the hell out of here. I just wanted to see Melissa again.

Why am I always separated from her? Why do we always have to be apart because of one reason or another?

It's all because of her fucking friend, Olivia. That hoe can never keep her mouth shut. How the hell the did she just come back to life, I thought I had gotten rid of her for good.

Obviously, I was wrong and underestimated the work of the doctors who saved her.

I laid on the uncomfortable bed, staring at the ceiling. The room started spinning, everything was turning into a blur.

"Hey Billie"

That voice. I knew it from somewhere, but it couldn't be.

"Billie?"

I quickly sat up and turned my head to the voice.