COMPLETED
Part 2 to the story BABY. Read that one first before you read this one.
Billie and Alissa are embarking on a new journey that proves to be harder than the first. Can they make it to their wedding day and be functional adults, or will it al...
This chapter is a little different. It switches from person to person a lot.
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This is it. It's over and I don't care. I've tried so hard to be what and who Alissa wants me to be, but it's never enough.
I can't believe she only took me back because she was lonely. She walked around pretending to care about me and love me when really she just needed somebody to help her get over Harley.
I feel sick to my stomach at the fact that she was going to marry me knowing she didn't want to be with me.
I curl up in a ball in the king size hotel bed. I haven't answered the phone and I know everyone on my team has called at least once.
Erin calls me and I remember that she and I were going to "talk". I don't want to talk though. I just want to forget yesterday even happened.
"Hello," I say into the phone.
"Hey Billie. Why do you sound so depressed?"
"I'm just tired," I sigh. "Look I'm not home right now so we'll have to get together later."
"Who's getting Mila today?" she asks.
"Her mom I guess. I really don't know."
"Bil what's going on? Where are you?"
"I'll send you my location. I'm in room 215," I say before hanging up and sending the text.
About thirty minutes later there's a knock a the door and I open it. "God you look terrible," Erin jokes as she walks past me into the room.
I shut the door and lock it letting all my previous thoughts slip to the back of my mind. When she turns to face me I grab her and kiss her roughly. She moans against my lips and opens her mouth to speak.
"Don't say anything," I tell her as I pick her up and lay her on the bed. "You like being controlled right?"
She nods.
"You want me to fuck you don't you?" I ask.
She bites her lip and nods again.
"Speak," I command.
"Yes Billie I want you to fuck me," she says just barely above a whisper.
"Good girl," I smirk.
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