chapter 8 I think

I'm Try to update more but it's har yk w the stuff going on in my life 

 Oh and has anyone lissended to guess ?

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-keyz 

- xoxo bitches 😘❤️😘❤️😘💋

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Nats pov:

I closed the shop for the rest of the day, me and Bil went to get ice cream and then went to a near by park.

Nobody's pov:

The bright sun shone over the two women. Beams of it peeked through the branches blocking it from their view, Once again the silence comforted them. The blue sky is clear as their thoughts, not a concern in the world. The trust between them was a stranger to both. How strangers became friends, but will there ever be more well that void of love deprivation be filled with these two strangers. 

Billie's pov: 

She's so pretty,her hair falls perfectly behind her back. 

The smile on her face isn't fake. It's relaxed, it's fragile. 

She is fragile. 

How did my quick stop at the coffee shop turn into me wanting to protect this girl from any harm from harm of the world and herself, I don't want her to go through that again, she's too-she doesn't know her worth and I have been there somewhat myself. When I was younger I was near a window I I thought jump. 

I had my mother but she has no one. 

Hazel eyes turn amber in the Sun as it reflects off them how I wish I could see happiness in them in to replace the pain, sorrow and emptiness that seems to be fixated within them. Silence with her isn't uncomfortable silence with her is- 

*Ping *

Jessie 🤠

Hey baby we need to talk...

Me: okay 

"If you have to go it's okay" spoke the angelic voice. She sounded sure of her self but we both knew there was a chance of her to cut or get in a fight or back on drugs. 

"I'm going but gimmie your snap" 

"Okay bil" 

Time  shkip 

"I think.... Well....i don't think.... I don't think we are working out....." Jessie said to brake that awkward silence. I don't like the awkward silence that feeling of suspense, whe confrontation spikes my anxiety which starts my ticks to go mental. 

"Me neither... but I didn't know how to tell you." 

"Glad that's out the way. So we good?"

Wtf man. 

"Yeah mutual brake up?"

"Yeah. ... wannna collect your stuff" 

"It's only one- yeah"

I don't have the energy to argue or Evan talk to him rn I have better things to do like work on what I'm going to do for the cover of my album well the album in prosess it's gonna be sooo good and the song I'm feathering on... I wonder if Nat likes my music her sister did...

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I know a short one but I've recently started therapy again so I won't be updating very fast soooo sorry I hope y'all can understand it's going to be a year since my gf commitment so I just need time yk

-keyz xoxo bitxhes