In the shower, I get shampoo in my eyes and almost slip to my death on a bar of soap. I manage to steady myself.
I wrap a towel around myself. Tightly. No gaps. No spaces. There's fog on the bathroom mirror and I'm just shapes against the glass. I feel like shapes, vanishing into the night with the bonfire's smoke. Up. Up. Up. Vanishing into smoke.
I can't hide from the feeling of Billie's body against mine. Not beneath the blankets. Nowhere. So, I lay there, head hidden beneath my comforter, staring vacantly at a spot on my pillow.
I close my eyes, counting until the numbers are strange words that don't mean anything in English.
Dad sits by me until the night comes and we fall asleep together on my bed.
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billie || billie eilish
Random"I'm sorry about the party. But, it was fun. Wasn't it? You enjoyed it." Billie's lips are hot against my ear, nipping at my earlobe a bit, just enough to where it doesn't even feel real. "You enjoyed yourself didn't you?" ••• Lockland Orion is shy...
