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A/N: Smut ahead, bitches!

Dahlia's POV

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"Meeting lasted a little longer than I thought it would. Sorry." I mumbled before pushing Kai's jacket off. I'd told her to come to my house and use the spare key to get in. She'd been waiting on me for almost an hour before I finally made it home.

Denny dropped me off at the house before he and Cora went to catch a movie. The theater had a sale every Wednesday and tickets were half off. Usually, I'd go with them, but today I had better things to do.

"Shut up," Kai nearly whispered before pushing me onto the bed and straddling me. "You owe me for making me wait."

Her mouth was on mine before I could even think of responding and I brought a hand up to hold onto the back of her head, my fingers tugging at her hair gently as our tongues intertwined. Her cold hands went under my shirt and then under my bra as mine slipped into her pants and squeezed her ass.

I enjoyed the feeling of her moving her hips back and forth as she sat on my lap, clearly trying to create some friction and relieve some of the tension she must've been feeling in her core. I moaned as she broke the kiss and began to lick and suck on my neck, her fingers playing with my nipples as she did.

"I need these clothes off, boo." She whispered in my ear before sliding off of me and watching as I lifted my shirt above my head. She kicked her shoes off and started to unbutton her pants as I slid out of my own jeans. She took off everything except her underwear and then smirked at me, placing a hand on her hip.

"Are you just gonna stare?"

I could've sat there and stared all day, but I didn't think that'd help either of us relieve any of our sexual tension, so I slid toward the edge of the bed and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to me.

I placed kisses all over her stomach before looking up at her and sticking my fingers into her panties.

Seems like the exact moment I did, the doorbell rang. We both froze, staring at each other as we waited to see if it'd happen again. It did.

She groaned as I hurriedly pushed her away and picked up my clothes to put them back on. What if it was my dad coming back from work early for some reason? What if it was Caden or Cadence? Sure, they knew exactly what I'm supposed to be up to right now, but what if they somehow forgot? What if my siblings are back? What if my mom is randomly popping up for a visit?

I snorted to myself at that last thought. As if.

I put my shirt on and sent Kai an apologetic look before running out of my room and down the stairs. I tried to fix my hair on the way down and wiped my swollen lips before opening the door.

Billie stood there, leaning against the door frame and staring right at me, her usual smirk appearing as soon as she saw me.

"Took you long enough. Thought I was gonna have to break in."

"I—I—ugh—"

"Did I interrupt something?" She questioned. Once again, I didn't feel the need to answer her. She only seemed to ask questions she already knew the answer to.

"Yeah, you did."

Kai's voice made me jump and shriek and I gasped as I looked back and forth between her and Billie, whose smirk was replaced with a scowl for a brief second before she put on a blank face.

"Karly, right?"

Kai narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Kai."

"Yeah, okay," Billie mumbled before walking in. I watched as she put her books down on the living room table and then made herself comfortable on the couch. "We're still on to study today, right?" She asked, looking at me expectantly. "Or are you...busy?" She looked Kai up and down.

"I—um..."

"You told her to come over and study today? Of all days?" Kai whisper yelled angrily. "Are you serious?"

"I didn't, I um—"

"If I'm getting in the way of something, baby, I'll leave. Just say the word."

"Baby?" Kai tilted her head and laughed to herself. "Yeah, say the word, baby."

"Ugh..."

I had never been good at making decisions or at knowing what to say and when. When put under pressure, I always ended up mixing up my words, if I managed to get any out at all.

This time was no different, and I stayed silent.

"Right, well, I guess I'll go." Kai sighed as she opened the door again. "Really glad I waited an hour for this. Bye, Dahlia." She rolled her eyes before slamming the door shut behind her and I stared at the spot where she'd been standing for a few seconds.

"Yikes. What a shame. Your shirts on backward you know? So, I have a few questions about number four on the worksheet..."

Billie didn't seem phased at all and surprisingly, once I got over the initial shock of the whole incident, I wasn't all that phased either. I had told Billie she could come over any time she wanted. I probably should've mentioned that Wednesday would be a bad time.

"I'll take care of her Wednesday." I had said to her...I did mention the fact that me and Kai were supposed to be getting together this Wednesday, right?

Maybe she forgot.

It'll be fine. Kai will get over it and I'll make it up to her. I'm glad things had played out the way they did, actually. I mean, I still wish I could've gotten fucked, but I'm glad it was Kai who left and not Billie.

"Let's google it." I said before plopping down next to Billie.

***

Studying with Billie had quickly turned into raiding the kitchen for snacks with Billie and that had turned into watching a movie with Billie. We'd actually study another time, but for now, watching E.T was our priority.

"I think I look like him." I mumbled before shoving some popcorn into my mouth. This whole diet thing was not working out for me.

I saw her shift to look at me out of the corner of my eye. "I guess I kinda see the resemblance." She laughed. I hit her leg, which was resting on top of mine and shook my head.

"I mean that's how I look on the inside. Kinda. All short and big headed and ugly and shit."

"Again, that description sounds exactly like you."

"I'm gonna kick your ass."

"Please do." She shot back before pulling her legs up to her chest. "Thought I was the only one that did that shit."

"What shit?"

"Thinking of my inner self as this ugly ass, cartoonish ass character."

"What does your inner self look like?" I questioned curiously.

"I can't explain it. I draw it all the time. I might have to show you sometime." She answered shortly before pointing at the TV. "Drew B. Is a real cutie in this."

"I've seen cuter kids. For example, myself." I smirked.

"I don't reckon you have any baby pics around here to prove that, do you?"

My smile was immediately wiped off once she'd said that. I sighed a little, opting to not reply and instead just pay attention to the movie.

"Is it because I used the word 'reckon'?" She asked softly. I laughed a little. "No, but I'd appreciate if you never said that again."

"What's up then?"

I played with the fabric on the pajama pants I'd put on earlier to distract myself. "I might have a few scrapbooks but my mom took most of them with her when she left." For whatever fucking reason. It's not like she gave a damn about us. Why would she need our pictures?

"Sorry...When'd she leave?"

I shrugged my shoulders. A year or two ago? I'm shit at keeping track of time. Besides, she left us long before she actually left us. She had moved in unofficially with her little boy toy quite sometime before she'd even divorced my dad. "A while ago."

"I'm guessing you're not on good terms?"

"Haven't seen her since she left. Haven't wanted to...Shh, ET is coming back to life."

She got quiet but I could see she was still staring at the side of my face. I tried to ignore it as I kept my eyes glued to the screen.

The sudden change in mood made me want to cry. Every time I was happy my mom ruined it whether she was here or not, that's for damn sure.

I almost let out a chuckle as I thought of how she'd react to me being gay. She'd flip her shit.

As bitter as I still am and always will be about her leaving us and starting a whole new family with her ugly ass boyfriend, I'm kinda thankful that she did. My dad and her weren't happy together for the majority of their relationship. She was a manipulative little narcissist and they were always fighting. My dad did everything he could to try and keep her happy but nothing ever worked. He even told her he was okay with her seeing someone else as long as she stayed with him. As soon as he told her that, she moved out and divorced him. He was really upset for a while after the divorce, although I couldn't understand why. She made him miserable and it was like a weight was lifted off all our shoulders when she left. It sucked not having a mom anymore, but still, we all knew it'd be better this way. My dad had to know it too. After a few months, he was back to normal, except way happier and way less stressed. He hadn't wanted things to change at first, didn't wanna lose the girl he'd spent most of his life with, but he eventually got over that and he's been so much better.

I think he's adjusted well to the single life. He thinks we don't know that he's been trying out his luck with a few different women, but it isn't hard to tell. He works at some fancy-ass office for graphic design, and yet he has 'business trips' pretty frequently. When he and mom were together, there were no business trips.

I wish he'd just come out and say that he's been banging women. We'd all be happy to hear him say that he's officially moved on.

He keeps trying to act like he and mom are still together, sorta. He calls her all the time and tries to get her to talk to us, but she won't. He ends up having to tell us what she wanted to say to us, but I honestly think he just makes up what she says. She probably doesn't tell him to tell us anything, but he wants to make it seem like she's not a piece of shit so he tells us she asks about us and all that bullshit.

"I wish I could be in your head."

I blinked a few times before turning to look at Billie. For a moment I thought she'd said 'I wish I could be in your bed' but unfortunately, I realized that's not at all what she'd said. "What? Why?"

"You're thinking. About your mom. I can't make you tell me about her, but I wish I could know what you're thinking."

I thought for a moment before sending her a small smile. "I'll tell you all about it one day. Not today, okay?"

"Okay...Tell me something else then. What about your dad?"

"He's the best," I grinned. "Makes bomb meatloaf." She crinkled her nose at that, causing me to laugh. "He's a really good cook. I'm sure he knows some good vegan recipes too. You know, in case you're ever over for dinner...How do you know Denny?"

The question kept nagging at me. They clearly weren't together but I still wanted to know how they'd become friends. He's a senior and she's a junior. It's not that rare for upper and lower class-men to become friends, but still, I was curious.

"He's friends with my man child of a brother." She rolled her eyes. "He was over at my house half the summer learning how to play guitar."

I raised my brows quickly at this. I didn't know Denny was interested in music. "Your brother plays?" I asked. She nodded. "We make music together just for the fun of it. He's really good. Anyways, when he wasn't up Fin's ass learning how to play, he was up my ass, getting beat at video games. He's pretty cool." It was my turn to crinkle my nose. "Cool? I don't think we're talking about the same Denver." I laughed.

She chuckled before lying down on her stomach, her elbows digging painfully into my thighs as she sprawled out across my lap. I blushed as she looked up at me, her eyes as intense as ever. "How'd you know you liked girls? When?"

"I've known for a long time. Probably since I was like twelve or something, but I didn't really entertain the idea until about a year ago. I was obsessing over it. I kept looking at girls and feeling things I didn't feel when I looked at guys. I finally just came to terms with it this summer."

"Cause of Kylie?"

"Kai."

"Yeah, okay."

I laughed loudly as I pushed her head to the side. By now she definitely had to know what this girl's name was! Her memory couldn't be that bad.

"Not necessarily because of Kai, but I think she did help. I finally got to confirm that I really was interested in girls and not just...obsessed with the thought of it. Why do you hate Kai so much, hmm? What's she done to you."

"She touched something that belongs to me."

I got quiet as I stared at her, my eyes desperately searching hers for an answer as my heartbeat sped up. Was she talking about me? Did she want me? Was she actually jealous of Kai?

"W-What?"

"My fucking ring. My favorite one too. It fell off and she had the nerve to pick it up and slide it on her dusty ass finger. Talking about 'oh, this is so grunge, I should totally get one." She rolled her eyes as she mocked her. "She can't afford this shit."

I sighed a little. "She loves fashion." I mumbled.

"Mm." She hummed. "So do you."

I nodded, smiling again.

"Where do you get all those badass clothes? Never seen anything you've ever worn in a regular store in my life."

"I go thrift shopping a lot and I just DIY most of my clothes. I hate looking like other people so I make sure to just make my clothes as different as possible."

"Show me your closet?" She gave me the puppy dog eyes and I couldn't say no.

***

Showing her my closet had turned into us behaving like ten-year-olds and having a mini fashion show. We looked ridiculous in all these bright ass miss matched clothes, but it was fun.

Billie peeled my favorite hoodie off and stood there in just her bra and a big pair of pants as she looked for the next thing to put on. I tried to look away but it was practically impossible.

Spending this time with Billie had been so much fun and I'd actually managed to act like a normal human being for the majority of the time we'd been in my room. The more jokes she cracked, the more funny faces she made, the more random little laughs she let out, the more I saw her struggle to take off one of my shirts, the more relaxed I became around her. It's hard reminding yourself that someone as beautiful as this is an actual human and not a goddess, but her weird personality outshining her cool demeanor helped.

All that being said, Billie standing there in just her bra made my nerves pop right back up. Before today, I hadn't seen her in anything besides huge clothes that looked four sizes too big, and don't get me wrong, she still managed to be insanely attractive in that, but seeing her in my skirts and jeans and crop tops made me painfully aware of the fact that she was far more attractive than I'd even thought. I didn't think it was possible.

"Dude, are you kidding me? These are iconic!"

I looked away from her chest and let my eyes drift down to see what she was holding in her hands. I gasped and ran forward to snatch them away from her, embarrassed that she'd even seen them. "This—I made these as a joke with Cadence and Cora." I laughed. Yellow crocs with Spongebob's face painted on them and spikes glued to the top as his 'hair'. The most difficult thing I'd probably ever made and also definitely the dumbest.

"These are the dopest shoes I've ever seen in my life," She cackled. "Seriously, they're really cool. You're talented."

My face flushed at the compliment and I let my head hang as I tried to avoid looking at her. She wasn't having it, quickly putting her knuckle under my chin and lifting it up. She stepped closer to me, a grin on her face as she stared right into my eyes and put her hands on my hips. My eyes darted down to her lips and then her chest again. She still hadn't put a shirt on.

"Why are you always so shy, baby? We've gotta get you out of that." She murmured before sliding one of her hands off of my hip and up toward my neck, pushing my hair behind my shoulder. "What's making you so nervous?" She had to be teasing me at this point. She had to know exactly what the fuck was making me so nervous. "Is it...me? Am I making you nervous?" She whispered.

Thank fucking god for my siblings and all their constant interruptions.

"We're back, loser!" Denny yelled from downstairs, causing me to jump. I thought Billie would hurry to put her shirt back on, but she didn't. She just stood there and stared at me, her hands still lighting my skin up. I felt like I was on fire everywhere she touched me.

I stared back at her for a few moments before looking toward my door. "I guess we should clean all this up?" She asked. I nodded.

"This was fun though." I smiled.

"Yeah, we'll have to do it again sometime."