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X-the night before Billies 18th birthday-X

I was laying on my bed, I was so drained that I could fall asleep.

I felt my eyes shut. But I could have sworn that they didn't close.

My mind was going on and on about what had happened to my life recently. A lot of it had to do with y/n. She made my existence in life better, but also stressful. I was taking care of her when Billie wasn't, or if Billie didn't feel like it. Y/n made me try new things and get me excited for what waits in the future, what my future holds. But if she wasn't happy I wasn't either. Ever since Billie came into y/n's life again it was rough. People were stressed, hurt, isolated, happy, depressed, excited, etc, etc. The list could go on and on about what people felt ever since Billie was in any of our lives, when she was out of them and in them. Bille doesn't know what she wants, and if she does she's so fucking worried about what others would think that she doesn't say them, and then she regrets not saying a thing.

I slam my fist down on the bed. The anger boiling up inside me from just talking about it. I'm so worried about what happened between Eli and and Billie that I forgot that it was close to twelve, which means Billie would be eighteen and she would say whatever she's gonna say, and that Eli and y/n are talking about the situation downstairs.

"Fuck you, you cunt!"

"Calm down, please!"

I shot up from my bed. "What the hell?!" I say out loud.

I open my door fast, sprinting towards the stairs. I jump and hit a few steps down, skipping along not missing a beat, dodging a few steps along the way.

I reach the bottom of the stairs to see Grayson on top of y/n, trying to hit her but y/n was fighting back. They were in the kitchen entrance. I walk more towards them to see

Eli was on the counter holding Billie on his lap. The two were just watching this all go down. It reminded me of a certain situation. Like it was back at the first party we went to with Billie. Q holding Billie on the counter...

"Why aren't you doing something fuckers?!" I scream at them. The adrenaline kicking through me.

They didn't answer and just shook their heads.

Grayson then swung and punched y/n so hard in the cheek that you could hear the impact from miles away.

Y/n held her cheek in pain as I pushed Grayson off of her.

I wanted to punch him back but I wasn't moving.

"This is all your fault!" Grayson yelled. Then everyone joined in.

"It's all your fault!" "Y/n's life is miserable because of you!" They yelled in unison. They all got up and moved closer to me. Y/n was standing right in front of me, her face was so emotionless. Not her, it just can't be y/n. Billie grabbed my face, "You should stop talking about me and worry about Grayson." She says, "he'll kill you if he gets the chance you faggot."

My heart was shattered into a million pieces. Y/n stepped closer to me.

"My life being so shitty is all because of you. You are horrible Rich."

Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she still kept that emotionless face on.

"You should just die-"

My eyes ripped open, and my whole body jumped forward.

"Im awake now. It was all a dream" I say to myself as I'm trying to steady my breath, gripping my shirt.

Tears stained my face, more coming down. My everything was shaking with fear, and my tears and pain couldn't stop.

I calmed down, but I was still shaking, and a few tears slipped. My room was dark and the only two lights were showing was from my window and my alarm clock. I look over to my alarm clock and it read,

It's Billies birthday.

I reach my phone and unplug it. The bright light from the phone shining causing me to squint my eyes as I try and lower the brightness. As I got the brightness under control I go to my contacts and search for a certain number.

I reached who I was looking for and hit call.

*beep* *beep*

"Hey, Billie."

"Happy birthday, Billie,"

"It's your golden birthday, live it up to the fullest."

"I'm not the one you should be saying that too."

"You really don't-"

The line went quiet. She seemed truly sorry. Fuck.

I can't keep letting people in so easy. But she's different.

"Can't wait for today. Make sure you announce, you know,"

She laughs, and I smile.

"Good luck, Billie"

"Bye,"