Cleo's POV.
I stood in the see through shower completely naked, digesting my sexual awakening. I don't know if I'm gay, but I know I would have sex with Billie. I know there's other sexualities but I was raised in a strict catholic family and it really wasn't discussed. I still don't know the rules, but I wanted to learn.
I was so deep in my own thoughts that I didn't hear Billie until she had repeated herself a few times,
"Cleo...."
I glanced at her eyes. They were icy again. She held out a large fuzzy bath robe.
"Here, I found this for you to wear. Sorry I left you in here so long, I couldn't find it."
I wish she hadn't left me in here so long too. I grabbed the bath robe and Billie turned to walk towards the exit to the bathroom.
Instead of leaving, Billie turned back towards me,
"What's on your mind?"
"What?" I played dumb.
Billie let out a deep sigh and ruffled her half dried hair. It was a nervous thing she did, a habit, but it was so cute. I liked how she did it with me.
"You seem to be...deep in thought. Are you okay? Do you want to talk to me some more?"
I nodded slowly. Maybe it was best to go to someone that was gay about this.
"How did you know you were gay?" I asked. Billie squinted her eyes in response and then gave me a sly smirk.
"Why do you ask, miss journalist?"
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Blackmailed.
FanfictionTW: if you do not like BDSM, blackmailing, sex scenes, girlxgirl, smut, etc. DO NOT READ. If you are triggered by forceful sex do not read this story. This is a Billie Eilish fanfic, none of these events happened with the real Billie Eilish.
