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𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎'𝚜 𝙿•𝙾•𝚅
Right now Finneas, Claudia, my parents, Y/n, and I  are getting ready for the grammy's, I'm currently putting on my wig to hide my blond hair.

Anyways, that's not important what's important is that I make up with Y/N before we go to the grammy's.
Nothings worse than going somewhere with your significant other and you guys are pissed.

" 𝗬/𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂? "

" 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝟰 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗺𝘆'𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 "

" 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 "

" 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗲 " She says while rolling her eyes

" 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴! " My mom said

We walk out to somewhere more private

" 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘄𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 "

" 𝗡𝗼 𝗬/𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼 "

" 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼? 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲, 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗳𝗳, 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲! 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘂𝗱𝗮𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 '𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨' 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽! "

" 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱- "

" 𝗪𝗼𝘄! 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗬/𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵, 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀! "

" 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱?! 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿? 𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲? "

" 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁? "

𝚈/𝙽 𝙿•𝙾•𝚅

She stayed quiet because who in their right state of mind would trust their partner after they went to exes house after an argument.

" 𝗔𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 "

" 𝗡𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 "

" 𝗘𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 "

This is bullshit, my head and my throat hurts from screaming and not the good kind of screaming. I'm done arguing, I just want this day to be over.

" 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 " She says while I was walking away

" 𝗢𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲? " I say turning back around

" 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 "

" 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗳𝗳! 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴! "

" 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗬/𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 " Billie says obviously tired of arguing too

But I'm tired of everything right now

I don't want to go to the grammy's and I definetly don't want to be around her right now or ever

𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎'𝚜 𝙿•𝙾•𝚅

" 𝗡𝗼 "

" 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗻𝗼? "

" 𝗜'𝗺 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲, 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 , 𝘀𝗼 𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗺𝘆'𝘀 "

" 𝗬/𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮- "

" 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝘁 "

She walked out the door

I really fucked up

ᴀ/ɴ
ᴏᴋᴀʏ ɪ ʟᴏᴡᴋᴇʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ'ᴍ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ɪᴅᴋ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ᴡᴀɴᴛ

ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2