DETENTION // B.E

FORTY

sage

"i'm scared."

"hey, look at me," icsis took my shaky hands in her's. "you're gonna be okay, alright? if she tries anything, i'ma be right here."

i pressed my lips together as i nodded.

it's been a few days since me and icsis ran into each other at the park. since then, i've been bracing myself to break up with billie.

currently, me and icsis were at the park. it, as most days, was mostly empty, though there was a few people here.

i had texted billie to come here, and she agreed.

the thought process behind breaking up with her in a public setting was that she'd be less likely to hit me.

though if she did try anything, icsis would be watching from a bit away to stop her.

i heard my phone ping, so i took it out of my pocket to check who it was.

iMessages
bil

hii baby
i'm here
wya?

.

"she's here." i told icsis.

"alright. listen, it'll all be fine, yeah?" she raised a brow. "i mean, i know she's stupid, but i don't think she's stupid enough to try anything where people can see."

i let out a laugh at that, which caused her to crack a smile.

"alright, go over there," i gestured for her to walk over to the tree. "i'ma text billie back and go get her to bring her over here."

"you've got this; everything will be fine." she reassured.

i hope so.

i texted billie back, telling her that i'd come over to her car. once i did, i started walking to the parking area.

"hi, my love." billie greeted softly as she held her arms out for a hug.

"hey."

she wrapped her arms around me, though i just kept my arms at my side. her brows furrowed, though she didn't question it.

"so, what's up?" she cocked a brow. "why did you tell me to come here?"

"just c'mere." i told her as i started leading her back to where i had walked from.

"okay..." she trailed off, obviously confused.

i brought her over to a picnic table, which wasn't too far from the tree that icsis was sitting at. i sat on one side of it, while billie sat on the opposite side, in front of me.

i took in her appearance. she was wearing a black shirt that had the gucci logo all over it, and she was wearing matching shorts. she had on blue jordan 4's. she only had about four chains on, and just three or four rings.

why does she always have to look so fine?

she reached across the table and grabbed my hands. she tilted her head. "so... are you gonna tell me what's up, or are you just gonna stare at me?"