𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐂, 𝐁.𝐄.

𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈.

春藥
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.
𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : pink matter - frank ocean ft andré 3000
"  since you been gone i been having withdrawals "

ᥫ᭡.

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀,

It had been about a clean two weeks since Billie had shown up at my house that day and we haven't left each other alone yet. We had been hanging with one another every other day and I could feel myself becoming even more attached to her; like for real this time.

Like I've said before, I don't usually get this attached to just anybody this fast but being around her brung something different out in me and the more we talked, the more she opened up to me.

She's from here in LA, which I assumed because she had that vibe but she moved to New York when she was a teen and came back with her family on her 17th birthday. Which made sense from the way she talked and presented herself. She only has one sibling but apparently, they fell out months ago and don't speak anymore, but she didn't elaborate any further on the subject.

And she only knew Brea through Amir because they had been friends since she'd moved back to LA.

I told her a little about myself as well; that I'm from Vegas, I'm the oldest child now with two younger sisters and I moved here in middle school. I felt comfortable talking to Billie about my past; she listened to me and spoke when it was appropriate, and I only hoped she felt the same way about me.

Brea's words are still stuck in the back of my head about not taking anything serious with Billie, but I do like her, and I wouldn't mind us being more than what we got going on now.

But besides that, I still haven't found a job and at this point, I was about to walk up to the strip club with Brea because nothing else seemed to interest me. Work isn't something I've ever been interested in though, I've never wanted to be anything in specific and I seriously have no idea what I could become.

I huffed as I scrolled in my laptop, searching google for at least a part-time job or something. I haven't had a job since I was like sixteen and I've just been chilling about it ever since. My family was pretty wealthy and I've never had to worry about paying for things.

But now that I am on my own, I want to pay for all my shit because independence is important in being an adult, and since I didn't go to college as I planned, all the money went to my account and I've been living off of that for the past years— including my grandparents helping out every once in a while.

I've slowly started to let that money fly out the window though and I need to do something about it quickly.

I sighed, picking up my phone from the side of me and checking to see if I got something from Billie or not. Nope. We haven't talked all day but I'm not thrown over it, I'll give her some space.

ᥫ᭡.

Fuck giving her space, it's eight at night and this bitch still hasn't thought to contact me at all. Like, ugh I wanna know what she's doing. What she has a whole new bitch and doesn't want my ass anymore?

India stop assuming shit.

But for real though, what if she's bored of my ass already? No doubt I've probably been too clingy and she doesn't like that or something.