ten

                                    

                                          
I stare at my ceiling as I lay in my bed listening to The Smiths. The best way to spend my Friday night, since Jessie and I are no longer friends. I've had a massive headache since this morning and Mother Nature decided to visit me as well. My mom is working over time at work tonight. Dustin is with his friends. I've been avoiding Billy since last Sunday morning. 
                          
I feel my self dozing off for a much needed rest, but I hear knocking at my front door. I immediately feel agitated, and stay in bed hoping they'll just leave, but they don't. I let out a groan and yank myself out of my bed. 
                          
I pull the front door open when I'm met with blue eyes and a mullet. Just the sight of him makes my headache become more intense and I begin to shut the door, but Billy stops it with his hand. 
                          
"Can you please talk to me?" Billy asks. 
                          
I let out a sigh and close the door, but he just opens it and walks in. I don't understand what I saw in this boy, he's so fucking annoying. 
                          
"Jesus it's like you get a glimpse of something other than your picture perfect life and you jet!" He exclaims, throwing his hands up. 
                          
I feel my hands clench into fists and I whip my body around to face him, "My picture perfect life?" I laugh slightly at the sentence. 
                          
Billy doesn't say anything, he just stands there with a cocky look on his face. 
                          
"Have you ever wondered where my dad is, Billy? Where is he? Did you even care enough to think that?" I scream at him and his expression changes to a guilty one. 
                          
"Don't bother calling for him, because I already have. No matter how loud you yell, people can't come back from the dead." 
                          
"Di-"
                          
I feel my body vibrate from my anger. 
                          
"Did you know that every night, every single god damn night Dustin wakes up crying his eyes out from his nightmares of our dead father? All the poor kid remembers of our dad is him on his deathbed hooked up to life support! It's been four years and I haven't had time to mourn my father because I need to make sure my mom and brother are okay," By this time tears are pouring out of my eyes and my words are barely audible, "I understand your home life sucks just as much as mine, but don't you dare come at me saying my life is picture perfect when you don't even know the half of it!" 
                          
I cover my mouth trying to hold my sobs back, but they still force themselves out. Although the circumstances weren't great, saying that aloud has somehow made my shoulders feel a little lighter. I hate being this vulnerable to somebody, but I can't stop my crying. 
                          
I feel Billy wrap his arms around me, but I push away and hit his chest. 
                          
"You're such an asshole! All you do is think about yourself!" Billy holds my fists back, turning me around so my back is against him, and my arms form an 'X' on my chest. I begin to have trouble breathing between my sobs. 
                          
"Shh, take deep breaths." Billy whispers in my ear. I listen to what he says and I feel my heart rate lower and so do my breaths. After a couple more seconds, my crying slows too. Billy lets me go when I'm completely calm. 
                          
My body feels weak after my sudden burst of anger, and my headache has gotten uncontrollable. 
                          
"I'm sorry, Diana. I had no idea what you go through. I've been so...selfish." Billy sighs, running a hand through his hair. 
                          
I feel slightly better at the fact that he apologized, but a tiny part of me is still angry at him. The only response I give him is a nod of my head as I head to the cabinet where we keep our medicine. I spin our lazy susan around until my eyes land on the bottle labeled 'Ibuprofen' I take two pills out and put them in my mouth and take a sip of the near by cup of water. Afterwards, I begin to walk toward my room, but I don't hear Billy behind me. I turn around to see him giving me a lost expression. 
                          
"Are you coming?" I ask, annoyance soaking my words. Billy smiles a little and follows me. I walk into my room and throw myself on my bed, covering my body in blankets. I look at Billy to see him awkwardly looking around my room, I laugh slightly. 
                          
"Get in, you lost puppy." I laugh and tap the empty space next to me. Billy takes off his shoes and scoots in next to me, I rest my head on his chest and swing my arms across his stomach. I feel Billy place a kiss on the top of my head. I was definitely lying to myself when I thought I didn't see anything in him anymore.
                          
—
                          
omg i'm screaming 200 reads that's wild!! i love you guys so much!! don't forget to like!!