i went home after dropping Luna off and greeted Shark, giving him little pats on the head and kisses.

"hey mum." i said, hugging my mother.

"hey Billie, you want some avocados on toast?" she asked.

"sure." i sat down and talked to my brother.

he said today was going to be a busy day because we have a meet and greet around noon, then we have this party to go to and we have this new song to work on that i came up with last night. it's about the moon, i think you can guess where that leads.

we left to go to the meet and greet around 11, it took a while to get there but in the end i met a bunch of fans and shit. i feel bad about lying to Luna about my profession, but honestly, i like the fact that she doesn't know who i am. it's better than those people that are like 'omg Billie i love you' like no you fucking don't. you don't even know me but you're saying that shit. all you know about me is how im perceived from a public image. like don't me wrong i love the fact that i have so many fans and supporters, but them saying that stuff isn't as good as when someone who genuinely knows everything about me does.

we finished the meet and greet around 3 and left to go to the party, i just met a bunch of family and friends and famous people who i've never even heard of before and acted happy for a good four hours before going home.

im writing a little poem about Luna, but to be honest i'm kinda embarrassed about it. i love her blonde hair and her pretty brown eyes but i don't know if im ready to chase after anyone, which is hypocritical to say coming from me because im doing exactly that but fuck it. fuck it.

i went over to her house around 9 and let myself in because she wasn't there when i knocked, the door was unlocked. this girl needs to get a grip, i swear to god. her dog immediately ran up to me, barking, his sharp claws dug into my face as i tried to get him off.

"hey. hey, Baxter. i'm Billie, nice to meet you." i said tryna act cool but i think i triggered his fight or flight.

i fed him some food and wiped the blood clean off of my face, he really fucked up my face bad, but it was okay. i tried bonding with Bax so he doesn't scratch my eyes out next time but it didn't work so well. he also crushed the bouquet i got Luna but i found a vase to put them in, fed them to keep it alive and placed them near the window by the tv. he left the living room and slept somewhere else while i watched tv, waiting for Luna to get home.

i got off of work a little after 9, which made me panic because i was late to meet with Billie. i got a ride home with Amber and said goodbye to them when i realised there was a light turned on in my house. Amber had already driven away, so i guess i was on my own with this one. i got my phone out to have 911 on speed dial, when i crept in slowly, seeing a dark shadow lurk from the corner of the living room. someone was the couch, they where dressed in a black hoodie, with the hood on. I grabbed a knife from the drawer and ran up to them with it clutched in my hand.

"holy fuck!" they yelled as i stabbed them in the shoulder.

"Billie!" i yelled. "what the fuck are you doing here!"

"i was gonna come to see you but you weren't home!" she yelled.

"holy fuck, im so sorry Bills." i looked at the blood which was now spilling out.

"fuck. i feel so weird." she tried to steady herself, i think she was feeling lightheaded.

"come here." i said, clutching her around the waist, i brought her to my bed and sat her down face first.

"what are you gonna do?" she asked.

"stay quiet and take your shirt off." i ordered while running to the bathroom.

"is this your attempt to fuck me? because its weak as fuck." Billie joked.

"yeah, you fucking wish." i teased, helping her take her hoodie and her shirt off.

i tossed it all on the floor so the blood doesn't get on my bedsheets and cleaned up the wound with some alcohol and gauze. she winced, feeling the bitter sting i applied to the wound.

"shit. you know. you're lucky i was pretty tired, if i had come home any earlier you'd be in the hospital unconscious right now." i said, wiping every spot of blood.

"i doubt that." she said.

"you can't even withhold some salt to a wound, Bill." i laughed. "lift yourself up."

"hey, you where the one with the knife, remember." she said.

"yeah. but you where in my house. what the fuck where you doing anyway and what happened to your face." i asked, seeing several scratches against her cheek. "did you get into a fight."

"no if was Baxter, he attacked me." she laughed.

"oh shit, im sorry." i said.

"don't worry about it, i let myself in because you didn't answer your door, it was unlocked by the way. you should make sure you lock it when you're not home." she said.

"yeah. you're done." i said, patting her back after wrapping a bandage around it.

she turned around so her back was on the bed and stared into my eyes.

"nice boobs by the way." i said.

"bet you love that." she teased.

"hmm, no." i laughed.

"see? i told you i have a high pain tolerance. look, im resting on my back right now." she showed off to me.

"yeah? well does it hurt when i do this." i teased, sitting myself up on her waist.

she wrapped her hands around my hips and fixed her position so that she was sitting upright, with her back leaning towards the headboard. i wrapped my hands around her neck and pressed on the fresh wound. she winced a little before locking eyes with me. i kissed her slowly, rocking my hips slightly and introduced some tongue. i had been with many girls before, but not anyone like her.

"Billie, what the fuck is poking me." i felt, feeling discomforted.

"sorry, thats my wallet." she said, breaking our kiss.

she moved her wallet and focused back onto me and kissing me. she separated from our kiss after a while and bit her lip.

"what happened?" i asked her, looking her in her pretty blue eyes.

"nothing. i gotta tell you something-" Billie said.

"what is it?" i questioned.

"i'm-" she started but my phone began to ring.

i got up from the bed and went to get it from the kitchen counter.

"hey Amber." i said.

"Joaquin stop it!" Amber yelled.

"fuck Amber, i knew you where hotter than that skinny white bitch." i heard Joaquin say. "your pussy feels to good."

i stayed quiet, feeling shock suffocate me and called Billie over.

"my friends in trouble." i whispered.

i explained to Billie what was happening and we got in the car and i asked them where they where.

"Joaquin somebody's gonna find you, you know Kevin lives upstairs and i know he's gonna beat your ass." Amber said.

"they're at the orchid." i told Billie as she drove there.

i hung up the phone on Amber and called Kevin - hopefully he would pick up, usually he does, but this time he didn't. Billie stepped on the gas when i told her that even Kevin, my boss who lives above the bar, wasn't picking up.

when we got in, i heard Amber's moans and cries, as well as Joaquín's. the both of us ran into the bathroom to see Joaquin with his pants down to his ankles, with one hand wrapped around Amber's mouth. they where bent over, crying for help. Billie didn't hesitate to throw punches and grabbed Joaquin by the collar, sending multiple punches across his face, meanwhile i helped Amber cover herself up.

"are you okay? i'm so sorry! if i had just stayed a little longer, i'm-" i said.

"it's okay, you didn't know, Luna." they said.

"i'm so sorry Am." i told them.

i set Amber to sit on the countertop and got her a glass of water, she told me that she had left her purse in the bar and went back to get it after dropping me home. but them Joaquin had snuck in just before closing and grabbed hold of her and forced her into sex. i knew Kevin should've kicked him out when i told him too. when i went to check on Billie, she was kicking the fuck out of this guys balls.

"Billie! Billie! stop!" i begged.

she continued to beat the hell out this motherfucker.

"Billie!" i said, pulling her back.

she stopped and looked at me, "this dick deserves it."

his balls where literally going purple and this guy was laughing. blood smeared all over his face, mostly his nose and mouth.

"and he'll get his punishment. let's just tie him up and call the cops." i suggested.

"okay, okay." she said, panting.

i went upstairs to see what Kevin was doing and explained the whole situation to him, while Billie tied Joaquin up and Amber called the police. they arrived a good 10 minutes after and we all gave our statements. they took Joaquin in and said that he'd be fined.

"hey Am, it's okay. he doesn't even have his shit together. he's got no job, he's basically a lot cause at this point." i said, trying to calm them down, but i was infuriated too.

Kevin apologised for not hearing Ambers cries and we drove them home after a while.

"stay safe okay? call me if you ever need me, Am. i'll see you tomorrow, okay?" i said and kissed them goodbye on the cheek.

even though Amber's my best friend i haven't told her about Billie nor my mum yet, but i think it's mainly because i'm not ready to. Billie drove us home in silence. i couldn't even process what had happened not too long ago. it's been hectic the past 24 hours.

"i got you flowers." Billie pointed at the vase filled with tulips and smiled.

"aww thank you." i said wrapping my arms around her neck.

her hands slithered to my hips as out lips met yet again.

"fuck." she groaned in our kiss.

i grinded my hips against hers, making her moan a little. she picked me up and wrapped my legs around her waist. she walked me over to the bed, still holding our kisses and placed me on the bed carefully. but again, her wallet kept poking me.

"your wallet, Billie." i said.

"Luna." she said.

"hmm?" i asked.

she shifted a bit and moved her 'wallet', "that's my dick."