(story contains violence, use of drugs, alcohol, guns and mentions of sex. if this isn't for you then do not continue reading)
what had you expected? me to make you my art and make you a star and get you connected?
what happens when Billie Eilish su...
"Yo Trig you nearly done?" Bricker shouted through the door
"Uh wtf this is MY bathroom in MY room"
"aye chill bro you know the waters blocked in mine"
"well use fuckin aj's" i huffed
"na na na i ain't tryna walk in on him and jinx fuckin"
I couldn't help but laugh "aight i'm coming" Normally I don't give a shit about these parties but today I decided that i'm going to dress to uh I ain't trying to impress anyone I just felt like dressing up nice.
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Of course my gun is still hanging out of the top of my pants because you never know when you're going to need it.
"Took your time- woah why the fuck do you look good for once"
I slapped him "shut up I just I don't know" I blushed why am I blushing?
"OH FUCK who's the girl?" His eyes widened "YOUR BLUSHING YOU DONT BLUSH!"
"shut the fuck up or i'll shoot"
"alright alright" he smirked "you better go get that Billie kid"
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"Bil you better be ready because if you ain't then i'm gona have to shoot you" I laughed knowing that the end bit was actually true. I don't make the rules. She opened the door looking hot as fuck I had to force my mouth closed so I wouldn't drool at the sight of her.
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Why is this happening to me, why does she have this effect on me?
"Aight lets go" I gripped her arm and she groaned.
