Look Where That Got You.

Chapter 21 - Look Where That Got You

~Olivia's p.o.v~
3am

I knock on the door.

My nerves are screaming for me to stop, I don't know what the fuck I'm even going to say. Or what I'm going to do. Or if she'll even want to speak to me.

All I know is that I want this, no, I need this. Whether she does or not. Whatever happens, I've tried. Jah gave me a lot of help, he just knows exactly what to say:

"if it's what you want, it could be wrong. But if it's what you need, you are doing the right thing"

I swear that guy is the most inspiring dude on this earth. I honestly don't know what I would do without him. Even though I don't talk to him as much as I talk to the others, he still stands out to me as someone I couldn't ever live without.

My hands shake as I wait for a response. I clench my fists and wait.

And wait...

And wait some more ...

It feels like I've been waiting forever

And then, when I'm about to leave...

The door opens to reveal a broken looking Billie. My heart shatters when I see her. Her hair is wild, shoved, clumsily, into a pony tail. Her eyes shine, but I can clearly tell she's been crying. They're puffy and red. Her hoodie is bigger than usual. Looking closer, I see it is covering a bandage on her arm...

I shake away the possibilities of why it's there. I have a bigger task in hand. But what do I say? Do I even say anything? Or do I let her do the talking?

I look into her eyes. She's so beautiful. No matter what has been happening in her life. She's still the most stunning girl in the world. I can't stop myself, I have missed her so fucking much. I pull her towards me and smash my lips against hers.

She kisses back, thank God.

Time slows down as we kiss. We've both been wanting this for so long. We want each other, we need each other...

~Billie's p.o.v~

I've missed Olivia so fucking much.

I love her. Honestly, I've been waiting so long for this. We kiss passionately. There's a lot we have to talk about, but that can wait. Right now it's just me and her, in the moment, together.

I pull away and grab her hand, she giggles as I drag her to my bedroom. I fling her onto the bed and lay next to her. We laugh as I roll on top of her.

"I love you" I say as I reattach our lips.

~Olivia's p.o.v~

Lets just say we had fun last night. (And that the bedsheets might need changing 😉).

I wake up in Billie's arms. She's still asleep. Her silver hair covers half of her face as she breathes softly. She looks so peaceful. My eyes drift to her arms, wrapped around me.

I remember the bandage. Looking down, I see that it's covered in blood stains.

I let out a short sob.

I've done this to her. I've put her in this situation. I made her feel so bad that she's done this to herself. Why does she want to be with me? Why did she have sex with me last night? A million questions swirl around my head.