naomis pov.
"mila do you ever wonder why you look so fucking ugly in jean skirts?"
"naomi just because you haven't been able to fall in love since billie broke your heart doesn't mean you have a right to bully me.
"shut up the fuck up mila you look like garbage, go change. i'm going to light up real quick before we go."
i walked out of the bathroom where mila was changing, grabbed some weed, and headed out. nothing felt right since billie cheated. at least, i think she cheated? i don't know. maybe i've been looking for an excuse all along to break up with her because of how bad the relationship hurt me. i mean shit, she doesn't even let me smoke anymore like i need to fucking relax, be myself, so i have vowed to be naomi 2.0. if no one can appreciate that fuck them, i just want to be better and not be..me?
i walked up the stairs, my heart numb, my body numb, to the roof. the roof has been my bestfriend for the last month..i sit there are stare out wondering if i should jump, or smoke a fat blunt. it's always ended up being smoke a fat blunt but whatever. i sat on the edge of the roof and stared at the pink sky, lit up, and puffed. nothing ever feels right if i'm not high.
billies pov.
i've been fucking with a girl from texas for a while now and she's actually really fucking hot, i mean..not as hot as naomi but so what. you know, no matter how much i push the thought of naomi to the side i still think of her no matter what. we promised each other we could be friends at lunch like three weeks ago but we have yet to text. although, i check my phone every ten minutes to see if she's there, she never is. i'm in love with her and i don't think it matters how hard i try to get rid of her, she's still there. i dream about her, i wish that i'm next to her, i watch her in class. i want to make sure she's the happiest her, with or without me. the problem is, she's gotten into drugs again and i know that because well..
*flashback*
*billies pov*
"TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW!"
"I TOLD YOU I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT NAOMI DUDE!"
i had tom up against the locker, the dude who threw the party that almost got me arrested, but also the dude who deals to naomi.
"IS SHE SMOKING AGAIN? ARE YOU SELLING TO HER?!"
"DUDE LET GO, WHAT THE FUCK?! IM NOT ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT CLIENTS!"
i let go. he fell to the ground. where i kicked him in the balls, stepped on his face, and basically just fucked him all the way up. his face looked like a swirl.
"are. you. selling. to. my. nay. baby?"
"yes! yes! please just go now..p-please." he admitted it, and sat there in a fetus position to cry.
"tell anyone i did this to you and ill have you killer dude."
*present time*
*billies pov*
so what if i beat the kids head in? he deserved it. he didn't tell me the information i needed when he could've told me and we could've been done with it. i don't think anyone has seen the kid since though, i hope i didn't kill him?
"billie? billie are you even listening to me?!" my girl from texas had been on call the whole time i was day dreaming.
"um yeah i was listening.."
"what was the last thing i said?!"
"oh no! jaylen you're breaking up oh shit! i can't hear you..gotta go! bye!"
i decided to go up to the roof to drink a little, i mean so what if i get a tiny bit drunk? i don't black out or anything i just enjoy the fucking vibe.
maybe this time i'm on the roof i'll jump.
i opened the door and saw some other random on the roof was with me. shit. i can't get drunk if some snitch is up here.
"hey! what the fuck are you doing here? go the hell back downstairs."
the girl turned around slowly. it gave me the chills, she looked fucking possessed.
"who the fuck do you think you- billie..?"
"naomi."
"NAOMI THE POLICE ARE HERE LETS GO WE GAVE TO GO! THEIR CHECKING ROOMS!"
i turned around, mila was standing there panicking, the wind was running through her hair.
naomi threw her blunt off the roof.
when she ran past me to get to her dorm i smelled her scent again, and all of a sudden everything felt okay. that was until the scent passed and i realized that i was about to get busted for alcohol if i didn't get to my room quick.
i ran, and i ran, as fast as i could until i was there. i struggled to get the key in the hole while i was watching to see if any of the officers were on this floor now. there were about thirty cop cars.
as i packed up all of my alcohol and threw it in a compartment under my bed, there was banging at my door.
the police.
i opened the door and took a deep breath.
"billie o'connell you're being arrested for the murder of tom and ida houseton."
