Keep you in the dark | Billie Eilish

part 31

(Trig's Pov)

"hey" I heard Billie whisper

"get out" I mumbled. After she told me she killed her I ran to my room not knowing what to do I had been staring at my wall for the past 2 hours not even able to cry

"don't you think we should talk about this?"

"there's nothin to talk about" I bluntly replied

"Trig i wanted to tell you i-"

"just get out"

"you can't ignore like nothin happened" she cried

"i can" i looked down feeling tears form in my eyes. Jinx is gone.

"see you can't"

"BILLIE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY HUH?? THAT MY OWN GIRLFRIEND KILLED THE ONLY PERSON WHO ACTED LIKE MY SISTER? THE PERSON WHO LOOKED OUT FOR ME WHEN I WAS GROWING UP IN THIS SHIT HOLE? WELL GUESS WHAT BILLIE YOU FUCKIN KILLED HER AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO OKAY? YOU HAPPY? SO PLEASE- LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE I NEED SPACE"

"y-yeah okay" she sniffled and walked away

I didn't even mean to shout at her, deep down I know Cobra must've made her, and I know there must've been a consequence if she didn't. But right now I can't think straight, I don't want to believe that she's dead. She was only 2 years older than me. I was born into this, she wasn't. She first joined when she was 4 and we were in a different location from where we are now. She was found wondering the streets because her dad was killed by one of the old people that used to work with us. So when they saw her, they brought her to Cobra.

—Flashback—

"i'm gona catch up to you" Jinx giggled as she sped up on the mini dirt bike

"noooo" I squealed laughing trying to make my dirt bike go faster

Who would've thought a 6 year old girl would love riding dirt bikes? well that's me. If i wasn't learning how to use guns or fight I was out on the dirt bikes with my sister- well I call her that anyway, her name is Jinx and she's so cool!

"Trig watch out" she yelled as my bike flipped and I was launched off into a big dirt pile

"ow shit" I coughed out dirt and screamed

Jinx rode towards me and hoped off along with Bricker running towards me. Bricker is like my brother and best friend even though he's 12.

"woah you gotta be careful little one" he helped me up

"AGAIN" i yelled and started laughing

"c'mon we gotta use the guns" Jinx said and we both ran inside

"the fuck happened to you" Cobra asked

"dirt bike crashed" I smiled

"brave one you are" he patted my head and handed me the gun

And this is where my life changed forever.. I had to kill people for the first time.

"I just killed people" I cried and Jinx hugged me