jailbird | b.e.

By drunkinyourbenz

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jailbird /ˈdʒeɪlbəːd/ a person who is or has been in prison, especially a criminal who has been jailed repeat... More

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it's o'connell.
prequel!
jailbird junior.

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By drunkinyourbenz

kiara's pov:
i expected to feel guilty for killing someone. instead of guilt, though, i was just feeling... gross. i don't know, i didn't feel like i was gross, but the thought of me killing someone and remembering how his lifeless body looked... yeah, no.

i didn't feel anxious or anything, but maybe it's because billie and i took a xanax each. we got rid of all evidence, taking them with us when we left so that we could burn them. our footsteps, however, we made sure to cover them with fresh dirt before driving away.

billie's really good at this. too good at it. like now, we were a half mile away from the city, in some random barn and billie was lighting the whole stolen car on fire.

i watched from twenty feet away as she set the bag of evidence on fire, shoving it under one of the car seats. billie stepped back to where i was, watching as the passenger seat of the car ignited. "we won't get caught, but you are going to have to find your own way home now." she said, looking at me for approval. i furrowed my eyebrows.

"why?"

"because, if we are suspects, which we may be, the police will ask if we were together today. if we get spotted together, then we'll have to admit that we were together. so, if we split from here and someone sees one of us, they can confirm that whichever one of us was on our own." she explained and i sighed before nodding.

"okay, well..." i trailed off as i watched the car set on fire. "we should probably leave now before the car explodes." i said.

billie giggled, grabbing my hand before running out of the barn and towards the street. when we got to the side of the street, she stopped and turned to me, grabbing my face and pulling me in for a kiss. i happily reciprocated before billie pulled back.

"meet me at the apartment." she instructed.

"bet. you got the keys?" i asked and she hit her lip, nodding.

"i'll see you soon." she said, walking away but still facing me. she blew me a kiss before turning around and walking away. i huffed, turning to walk in the other direction.

we weren't that far from the apartment, seeing that we lived on the outskirts of the city and we were just thirty minutes from the city. so when we walked our separate ways home, we were there in no time.

once i got to the apartment, the door was unlocked and it seemed empty. "bil?" i called out. i had a slight feeling that someone had broken in.

"i'm in the bedroom." she replied. i sighed in relief, closing the door and walking into the bedroom when i got in, i saw that billie had a wad of cash in her hand. i furrowed my eyebrows, pointing to it. "don't worry about it. come on, we're going to the hair salon and i'm getting my hair dyed back to blue." she said.

"oh, damn." i chuckled. "you're a mom with blue hair.. that's like, so lesbian white mom. only thing you're missing is the side of your head being shaved" i teased and she rolled her eyes playfully.

"but i'm gonna look good, aren't i? yeah, exactly. now shut up." billie said and i held up my hands in defense. "i'm not even a lesbian." she muttered.

"at least you're a milf."

"that i am." she grinned.

i laughed quietly, fixing my hair in the mirror. billie watched. "you wanna get your hair done? i'll pay." she suggested and i shook my head.

"i literally got it pressed yesterday, why don't you pay for my nails or some shit?" i joked.

"how much are nails?" she asked and i shrugged.

"sixty should be enough." i mumbled, watching as she attempted to count the notes. they were a mix of twos, fives, tens, and twenties so i can see why her dumb ass was getting confused.

"i mean this in the most respectful way ever, but there's no point in you even attempting to count that, babe." i chuckled as billie sent me a glare.

"just give me three twenty notes and a ten just in case." i told her and she nodded.

"now that, i can count." she stated, proudly handing me the notes with a cheesy grin on her face. usually, i wouldn't take money from her like that. but... since it's date night or whatever...

"right," i said, putting the money in my pocket. "i'm gonna head down to the salon."

"okay, baby. get whatever nails you want. are you sure that's enough money for nails?" she asked and i thought about it. i mean, this is los angeles...

i sighed. "not really."

billie rolled her eyes playfully, taking out her wallet and giving me a fifty dollar note. "you're lucky i'm not a broke bitch anymore. look at you! getting spoiled and shit." she pointed at me. i posed, resting my chin on both of my hands and smiling, causing billie to laugh. "get out!"

"right. i'll meet you at.. i'm assuming the hair salon around the corner?" i asked and she nodded. "alright, i'll see you soon." i mumbled, leaving the apartment.

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two and a half hours later, i met billie at the hair salon and she still had the blue dye in her hair. "it took so long to get the box dye out, my bad, baby. lemme see your nails!" she said and i smiled, showing her my nails.

billie's face lit up when she saw them. "they're so pretty, my love! pretty nails for a pretty girl."

"stop." i mumbled, my face heating up. she's been so nice since we literally killed someone together that day. it's weird, i don't know if i like it.

the hairdresser walked over to billie. "we're going to wash your hair out now, okay?" she asked and billie nodded, giving me a look. i walked over to the chairs that you wait on, watching as the hairdresser massaged billie's scalp.

i know i'm the jealous type, but like.. i'm the only one who should be massaging her scalp!

once billie's hair was finally done, i was in awe. it brought me back to when we were teenagers, it made billie look so much younger.

after billie payed way more cash than she should've, she walked over to me, her smile beaming. "i love it."

"it looks so good!" i gushed. "it suits you so well."

"thank you." she grinned. we left the salon and began to walk back towards the apartment, hand in hand. billie never wants to hold hands. "are you excited for our date?" billie asked and i nodded.

"yeah, we haven't been on one in like.. i don't know, a long time." i mentioned and she agreed.

"yeah, i'm excited too. today has just been so perfect."



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a/n: 👀👀 predictions?

this chapter was such a filler. i had to write the second half all at once too cuz wattpad wouldn't lemme save it smh

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