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The longest night of my life, and yet, I would do it all over again for Billie.
I throw my phone on my bed while it turns on and go to the bathroom. I scrub myself raw in the shower, making sure to get rid of their touches. My brain is burning up from all the thoughts going through my mind. From the flashes of their hands on me.
Nausea overtakes me and I have to swallow back bile. The only way I can get through this is by thinking of Billie. I imagine the warmth of her small body against mine, her Bambi eyes peering up at me, and her bright smile whenever she sees me.
I think of her tough voice when she’s unhappy about something and the way in which she can fight anything. Her strength makes me stronger.
As soon as I walk back into my bedroom, I grab my phone, wanting to call her. To hear her voice. A deathly grip takes hold of my stomach as soon as I open her texts.
Billie: Is it really you who asked that I go on a job tonight?
Billie: Where are you?
Billie: Please…pick up. I’m begging you.
Billie: It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me. It doesn’t matter if this was all a joke. This is my fucking life. PICK UP.
I go to my voicemails, listening to her panicked voice when she talks about a job I supposedly wanted her to do. And when she mentions Sawyer, I see red.
The bastard sent her to the Wolves after I told him she would never do another job again.
I try calling Billie right away, but she doesn’t pick up. Fuck.
Sawyer is fucking dead.
Before I can get to him though, I have to check if she’s okay.
I must call her twenty times on my way to her house. I can’t really feel the pain in my body anymore, too anxious to know what happened to the girl I love. It’s pouring out, and I’m well over the speed limit in our town streets. It doesn’t matter, though. All that matters is getting to her.
I turn the corner to her street with my tire screeching behind me before speeding down to her house. I leave my car in front of the house, barely parked, before running to her window. Inside, her blinds are down but enough slats are broken so I can see her sleeping on her bed. Her back is to me, and her long light-brown hair is the only thing showing as the comforter swallows her.
“Billie!” I scream as I hit her window. At least she’s alive and home.
I try to open the window, but it’s locked, so I knock again. She can’t hear me. I’m soaked from the rain by the time I notice the wires of her earphones and realize she must have fallen asleep with her music on.
I run to the front door, not caring that her family hates me, then violently knock many times. It’s her sister Emma who opens the door.
“You’ve got some fucking nerve, King,” she hisses.
“I need to see her. Please.” I push past, not caring that I might hurt Emma in the process. She grabs me by the arm, but I shrug her off easily.
Their front door opens into their living room, so I’m not far from the hallway that leads to Billie’s bedroom. But once I’m past Emma, I come face to face with Xi.
“The fucker truly got a death wish,” he snaps, advancing toward me. I put my hands in front of me, but he doesn’t stop. His punch is swift and strong.
I stumble back, not defending myself.
“I’m not here to fight. I just want to see Billie.”
“Fight?” Emma seethes. “You’re lucky we haven’t killed you yet. With the state she came back in—”
“What state?” I ask, but Xi is on me again.
“Get the fuck out of here.” He pushes me. “If I see you near her again, I swear you’re dead, King.”
“Just let me see her!” I rage.
“You’re never seeing her again,” Emma tells me. “Was it revenge for the fire? Is that why you did that to her? She wasn’t involved in any of this.”
