The Bully

Nowhere Else To Go

(Y/n POV)

Y/n: "Billie? What is she doing here?" We both just kind of stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, until I had a feeling that something was wrong.

Y/n: "Ummm, i guess i'll come down to let you in." I closed my window and ran downstairs, only to open the door to a sobbing Billie.

*Y/n Thoughts*

What happened to Billie? I never thought I'd see her crying, let alone be the one she came crying to. As a matter of fact, why is she crying? Without warning, Bille was squeezing me into a tight hug. The hug was so genuine that it only made my worry grow more.

Y/n: "Billie, what's wrong?" Billie was crying so much that the only three words I could make out were: Dad, shot, and dead. Even though it was impossible to understand anything else that came out of Billie's mouth, it was pretty clear that her dad had just died. In that moment, I completely forgot about the hell Billie put me through and the amount of anger I had towards her. I just wanted to help her, make her feel loved. I was so worried about her that I don't even remember taking her to my room, giving her a change of clothes and letting her sleep on my bed. She looked so peaceful sleeping there that I refused to wake her up and ended up sleeping downstairs. In the morning, I was woken up by my parents telling me they were leaving for their 2 month business trip. My parents' jobs require them to take a lot of business trips, so i'm used to it by now. I was just about to fall back asleep but then remembered Billie was still here. I slowly went upstairs and opened my door to find her playing on her phone.

Billie: "Hey y/n... uh.. thanks for letting me stay."

Y/n: "Of course. So.. do you remember anything from yesterday..?" Billie just sat in silence and slowly nodded her head. I felt terrible for even thinking of asking that question.

Y/n: "Just.. forget i even said anything. You want some breakfast?"

Billie: "Sure." We both got up and ran downstairs, but before I could even ask what she wanted to eat she started talking.

Billie: "Sooo, where are your Mom and Dad? Oh, and do they care that I'm here? Because if they do then I can leave. I'm honestly surprised you're even letting me stay, after all that I put you through.."

Y/n: "They're on a 2 month business trip, and yes they do know you're here but they don't care. I'm pretty much over everything that you did in freshman year, right now all i want to know is what you want for breakfast."

Billie chuckles. "Got any cereal in your beloved castle, Queen?"

Y/n: "You did not just call me that."

Billie: "Oh I did." I gave Billie a playful shove, and she chased me around my house until I ran around the couch. Billie face planted onto the couch and threw a pillow at me. I attacked her, I tickled her. It was over when we both were inches from each other's faces. I wanted to kiss her so bad, but she wasnt gay. As I started to climb off her she grabbed my t-shirt and pulled me into a passionate kiss. Her lips were so soft, her kiss was gentle. I couldn't help but tense up at the situation but i relaxed once i realized this was what i wanted and she obviously wanted it too.  We kissed for what felt like an eternity, but I slowly started to realize our kiss had turned into a heated makeout. A couple minutes later I glanced at the clock only to remember that I had a party to go to. I backed away from the kiss and gave Billie a grin. She gave me a nervous look, and I assumed she was scared she had done something wrong.

Y/n: "You did nothing wrong--" i said trying to reassure her, "I have a party to go to and I want you to come with me."

Billie: "You don't have to ask me twice! I do kinda need clothes though." I chuckled while taking her upstairs. I opened my giant closet, and her jaw dropped. She immediately ran to my green sweats and my baggy green shirt. She went to the bathroom and closed the door, and I quickly changed into my favorite joggers and black t-shirt. I put my chain on and decided to let my hair down. It took Billie a long time to change but when she came out she looked so beautiful. She had decided to roll my green sweats into capris, and somehow she found my green shoes and socks and decided to steal them to complete the look. I could tell her favorite color was green. She looked like a pear, but she's my pear.

(Billies POV)

*Billies thoughts*

Oh. My. God. My heart is racing. I just kissed Y/n. I kissed her and enjoyed it. I can't just forget something like that, especially the way it made me feel. I've liked y/n for a while now but now.. I think i love her.

Anyway..we just got to the party and i'm really excited for it. When I saw just how big this house was I knew there would be a lot of people. We walked in and we were immediately handed drinks. i'm only 17 (Y/n is a year older than me), but hey, what the heck. As I was about to take a sip y/n yanked the cup from my hand.

Billie: "Um, what was that for?"

Y/n: "Never take a drink from a stranger." She said as she took a sip from her cup.

Billie: "But you're literally drinking, and you were just handed that cup from the same guy."

Y/n: "True, but I'm an adult and I do what i want."

Billie: "That is so unfair, just give me my cup back."

Y/n: "No, you are under my watch and I do not want you drinking."

Billie: "Whatever mom."

Y/n: "You really went there?"

Billie: "Yes, yes I did."

Y/n: "Oh you're gonna regret that, little miss."

Billie: "Well i don't see you doing anything about it anytime soon." Y/n laughed and pushed me a little bit before giving me my cup back. I took a sip and it was disgusting. I regret ever taking the cup back, but i drank it anyway.

(Half way through the party, Billie and Y/n are dancing when something weird happens.) 

I was pushed closer to y/n by a drunk man who was trying to impress a girl (who honestly seemed very unimpressed). I went to move away from Y/n but to my surprise she grabbed me by the waist and held me close. She whispered in my ear; "You don't have to move away if you don't want to, Billie." I stood there slowly and smiled. I only went to move back because I was afraid she would become uncomfortable with how close we were, but I guess not. We continued to dance until I was shoved again, this time by a drunk girl. I've never seen Y/n get so defensive like this. Before I knew it, the drunk girl apologized and tried to get out of it by saying it was a dare.

(1 hour later)

Y/n and I were just talking about our class project and what we wanted to do, until a drunk man came up behind me and touched my ass. I turned around and slapped him in the face, and he grabbed me by the neck and called me his bitch. Y/n pushed me behind her and punched him in the face. He called the cops so Y/n and I took a run for it out the back door. We ran as fast as we could and didn't stop until we got to her house. Once we got inside, we sat down for a quick breather. We made eye contact with each other and immediately started laughing hysterically. We were both super tired from the party and running home, so we headed up to her room. Instead of going to bed right away, we talked to each other about the most random things for hours. I finally ended up falling asleep on her floor and she fell asleep in her bed.

(Time Skip, Months go past, the reading project is over. Y/n's parents are back.)