Tear Myself Apart // Billie Eilish

Chapter 34

BILLIE'S P.O.V

"Who the hell is Jeff?" I heard Callie yell from her room. Camilla was downstairs doing whatever the hell she was doing. I didn't even know. She said that she was getting something to drink but I didn't think it should've taken that long. I lightly knocked on Callie's door. "Go away, Camilla."

"It's Billie," I said hesitantly.

"Well then, go away, Billie."

"Are you okay?"

"No," she replied frustratedly and the door moved a little as she leaned against it on the other side.

"What happened?" I asked, sitting down with my back against the door.

"Aracely broke up with me for some dude named Jeff." She sniffed and I sighed, trying to find my words.

"For some dude named Jeff?"

"Yeah. Apparently, he's been trying to get with her for a while, and—and I guess I'm just not good enough anymore. I-I don't know."

"Jeff," I repeated quietly. "Do you know where he lives?"

She was quiet for a minute before responding. "Yeah."

"Let's... TP his house."

"Seriously?"

I laughed. "Yeah. Tonight."

"Okay."

I stood up and twisted the doorknob. It was locked. "Can I come in?" I heard her unlock the door so I opened it and hugged her. "It's gonna be okay." I wiped the tears off of her face. "I promise. Try not to think about it too much. I know it's easier said than done, but just try, okay?"

She nodded.

-

"I can't believe we actually did that," Camilla said quietly, looking up at the pieces of toilet paper hanging from the trees. "This was a bad idea."

"Wow. How the tables have turned." I smiled.

"Shut up." She shook her head.

"Let's hurry up and go." Callie ushered us towards the car and we all get in before I quickly drove away.

"Feeling any better?" Camilla asked and I watched Callie shrug in the rearview mirror.

"I mean, it didn't really change the fact that she dumped me for a kid named Jeff, but... I'm glad that he'll likely have to clean that up."

"Mm-hm."

It was quiet for a minute so I racked my brain for something to break the silence. "Are you excited about getting your driver's license?"

"I mean, yeah but I don't know where the fuck I'm gonna drive to now." She laughed and then bit her lip, looking out the window. Poor thing.

"You should come to LA on your next break." Camilla turned around and looked at Callie. "I'll be completely moved into my apartment by then."

"For real?"

"No, I'm kidding," Camilla said sarcastically. "Of course."

"Okay. I didn't fucking know. Geez."

Camilla gasped. "Watch your mouth, young lady."

"Shut the fuck up."

"You're not very nice." Camilla sighed.

"Can you please throw yourself out of the car?"

"God. Y'all are so mean. Be quiet." I turned the music up a little just to aggravate them.

"Who the fuck are you?" Camilla tilted her head at me.

"Nobody asked for your opinion—" Callie chimed in.

"Exactly."

"Damn. You didn't need to ambush me like that."

-

"Camilla," I said seriously, stopping suddenly and kneeling down.

Her face turned red as she raised her eyebrows at me.

"I have something really important to ask you."

She just stared at me, a smile finding its way onto her face.

I smirked, glancing down at my shoe. "Is this your hair on my shoe?"

"Get your dumb ass up." She kicked me and then walked into her old room.

"That wasn't very nice," I said, mocking her in a deep voice.

"That's not what I sound like," she replied, mocking the voice that I used to mock her in the same way.

"It's not?" I laughed.

"Well—I hate you. Fuck off."

"Fuck you."

"Please." She grinned.

"You damn creep-o. Stop being weird." I sat down on the bed.

"You're a bitch," she said, straddling me and locking her fingers behind my neck.

"What does that make you?"

"Not a bitch."

"Okay." I laughed. "So, theoretically speaking, if I were to propose to you... with a ring pop, what would you say?"

"Can it be a Life Saver instead?"

"Sure."

"The gummy ones, though."

"Of course." I nodded.

"Okay." She looked up and sighed. "I would say 'Billie, that's not vegan'."

"I hate you. Is that why you wanted to change it to a Life Saver?"

"Yeah." She shrugged. "Ring Pops are vegan."

"I know, you fucking dork." I rolled my eyes.

"I would say yes, Billie... as long as it's vegan."

I laughed. "You're not even vegan."

"You don't know that."

"You were just downstairs eating Chase's dinosaur chicken nuggets."

"Oh. I'm actually gonna win a Nobel Peace Prize one day."

"For what?"

"I recently discovered that chickens are a myth." She nodded.

"Oh?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Yeah. Pretty smart."