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elle's POV

                          
2 week time skip*
                          
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i haven't spoken to or texted billie in 2 weeks to the day. i've been doing really well and i try not to think about her but she's running through my mind all day. (a/n: am i in your head, half as often as you're on my mind. i love you finny)
                          
i've been helping out with my sisters and i got a job. my birthday is tomorrow, i'll be 18. i'm finna be a big kid and nobody will mess with a bitch. so watch out mAgNoLiA. home breaker looking head ass pftt. 
                          
i've been cleaning my entire house all day. there's really no reason, the party isn't even at my house but i don't have work today and the girls are at my grandmum's so tf am i supposed to do? and i like to clean things. i pretend that the dirt is the feelings and this floor is my mind. have i mentioned i'm re watching orange is the new black?i actually forgot almost everything that happened the last time so that's why i have to re watch it. crazy eyes is a mood and that chick alex is hot as fuck. and i know it's not just because i dated an alex. who wouldn't want that bitch? sexy ass criminal oooo damn.  okay, i need to stop. 
                          
i'm rocking out to music and sweeping the floor right now. everything that was in the kitchen is in the living room so i can sweep efficiently. once i'm done with this, i'm going to mop. wish you were gay starts playing over my speaker and i rush to skip it. then it changes to ilomilo, then 8, then my strange addiction, then all the good girls go to hell, god damn it what is wrong with my fucking phone! i open my phone and go to my spotify app. i change playlists and continue sweeping. once i finish sweeping, i start mopping and hear a knock at the door.
                          
i realize i'm stuck between two wet spots and unable to get to the door. "COME IN!" i shout as loudly as possible. i hear the door open and a familiar laugh. "where you at evans?" a voice asks. "i'm in the kitchen. but be warned, there's knives and shit in here so i swear to god if you a murderer you finna get stabbed so watch the fuck out and don't try no shit" i warn them. "don't worry eleanor. it's only me." the voice assures me and shows themselves. my breath hitches and i go silent. "what? no hello?"