𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

ten

aaliyah

i took one final look in the mirror at my outfit. making sure i actually liked it.

i had on dark brown leather pants and a brown sweater with a white shirt underneath. (i put the outfit above, incase the description looks weird in your head)

i ran my hands through my loosely curled hair and put some jewelry on before deciding that i liked how i looked. i picked up my bag and my keys, heading down stairs to leave.

i passed moon in his cage as i walked towards the kitchen. the door to my moms office was open so i knew she was gone. it was one of those days where she left early and didn't come home till late at night.

i sighed and went outside to my car, making my way to school. i played my music loudly as i drove. 'greetings from califournia' by the neighborhood played as i got wrapped up in my thoughts.

it's been two days since billie came over with her whole 'you can't do this, you can't do that' thing.

as much as i was confused, i didn't want to let it eat away at me. so i pushed it back and focused on more recent topics. like my dad.

my mom found out he doesn't live very far. about a 45 to a 50 minute drive from where i live.

and apparently he lives with a woman and a step daughter.

now that, that set me off. as my mom told me this during dinner the other night, i vividly remember gripping onto the glass until it broke in front of my face.

i've been trying to get ahold of my emotions but it's hard. with half of me concerned about everything billie related, and the other half trying to deal with my dad trying to weasel his way back into my life.

and it's not that i'm scared of my dad. because i'm not, anymore.

i'm just mad at him. i'm so so mad at him. he really hurt me and sent me over an edge i've never ever thought myself capable of. i'll never forgive him for what he did to me.

and the fact that he has some step daughter who he's probably treating like a golden child, just hurt's me even more.

because like, come on dude... you're my dad. you're suppose to be there for me.

my mom said i might have to start therapy up again. which is just great.

but i understand why she think that. i don't want to spiral down to where i used to be. where i was angry everyday and crying my eyes out from how deeply depressed i was.

i heard a knock at my window and jumped, not realizing how long i've been parked in the school parking lot.

"are you coming inside or are you gonna stare at trees for another half an hour? cause if, so i'd like to join"

i looked to my right and saw analy standing at my door. i rolled my eyes with a smiled and hopped out of the car, giving her a hug as i did.

we walked with her behind me, arms wrapped loosely around my neck as she basically waddled behind me.

"people are looking at us like we're a lesbian couple". i said as i saw people staring.

"well maybe we are..".

as she said that, she walked around me so she was in front and started placing kisses all over my face, pulling me closer to her.

i laughed hysterically as she kept dramatically kissing me. she stopped for a few seconds and looked at me, then looked around, making sure people were looking, then placed a quick kiss on my lips.