(Trig's Pov)
Dylan has been dead- I mean missing for 2 days.
Bricker took care of the body after I was finished with him.
I'm on my way to Billie's, not like that, we still friends and I'm helping her with this whole pregnancy like I promised
Before I kidnapped Dylan I comforted Billie as she told her family what had happened. They all hate him just as much as I do.
I smiled as Billie opened the door and pulled me into a hug. I just love her smell, and her touch and fuck I hate being friends.
"you okay" I asked
"yeah i guess, i don't know where Dylan went it's like he ran off being too much of a pussy once everyone knew what he did to me" she sighed
"we don't need him coming back to fuck you up again, or your baby"
"i know but.. as much as I hate him I don't want this little one to grow up fatherless"
"who cares this baby is going to have the most amazing mother and that is what is important, plus they will have me bricker kat fin and claudia to look out for them" i smiled
"you really think that?"
"i know that"
We decided to go to the sofa and watch a few films and relax. Billie decided to lay on top of my in my arms, I know we shouldn't but I just can't seem to say no and instead found myself running my hands through her hair
"what's wrong with you" she whispered catching me off guard
"what do you mean"
"ever since you came back from Arshtar you've seemed.. off?"
"heads fucked up" i mumbled
"what happened in there, you never told me" she leaned on her hands to face me
"tortured and beat up every week, forced to kill people same old same old" i sighed
"trig.."
"don't it's okay, apart from the scars on my stomach i'm physically okay" i smiled
"but mentally.. you're not, i am so sorry"
"don't be i don't need pity"
"but-"
"boy or girl" i cut her off
"what?" she asked confused
"the baby, boy or girl"
"it's not been 18 weeks yet" she giggled
"i know but what do you want"
"i honestly don't mind as long as they are healthy i'm happy" she smiled laying her head back down on my chest
"are you gona find out on the scan or wait until birth or like a gender party thing"
"i was thinking of a gender party" she nodded
"you thought of any names" i asked
"no.. what would you call your child like it's a big responsibility"
"if it were a boy i would name him enzo, no fucking clue about a girl" i laughed
"enzo.." she mumbled just loud enough i could hear it
I really want to kiss her, but I can't
"you're having a baby" i blurted out
"it's crazy" she whispered
"billie i have to tell you something..."
"go on" she said sitting up and so did i
"look in order for us to work out or whatever i don't know but we have to be honest with each other so um this is literally going to ruin the small chance of us getting back together but anyways so i kinda like killed dylan"
"get out" she mumbled after a few minutes of silence
"are you-"
"I SAID GET OUT" she cut me off shouting and we were both now standing up
"YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME YOU SAID YOU WOULDNT KILL HIM" she screamed
I grabbed her waist pulling her close to me and put a finger on her lip
"stop" was all i managed to say "look i'm sorry for lying to you but i'm not sorry for killing him and you gotta stop shouting and stressing yourself out because it can harm the baby"
"just go" she whispered
I nodded and let go of her gathering my things and leaving the house
I fucked up