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Billie's POV

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Dahlia had been gone for more than thirty fucking minutes and I was about to lose my shit. I couldn't find her anywhere. I checked all over the house and even outside, but there was no sight of her. The only places I hadn't checked were the bedrooms. I didn't want to believe she was in one of them. I knew exactly who she would be with if she was, and the thought of those two together made my blood boil.

Kai doesn't deserve to be with Dahlia. Dahlia is one of the sweetest, cutest, most unique girls I've ever met in my life and Kai is just some desperate bitch who isn't good enough to even be in the same room as Dahlia.

Okay, so maybe that's a bit harsh. I don't actually know Kai all that well, but still. She gives me really bad vibes and I'm usually a good judge of character. There's something about her that just rubs me the wrong way, and it's not just the fact that she's hooking up with Dahlia.

I sighed as I headed up the stairs again, this time with intentions of knocking on the bedroom doors and finding Dahlia, but as soon as I got up there I saw her in the hall, stumbling around.

"Doe?" I ran toward her and caught her as she almost fell back, probably shocked at how fast I got to her. She laughed and looked toward the ceiling before looking at me and then frowning. "Sorry." She said loudly.

"For what?"

"For disappearing and fucking her when we were supposed to be hanging out."

I clenched my jaw as I studied her further. Her hair was a mess, her dress was now barely covering her ass because she hadn't pulled it down all the way, and her jacket was missing. There were a few hickeys on her neck and from what I could see there were also a few trailing down her chest. Her lips were swollen and—

She looked fucking beautiful. I wish I was the one that had her looking like this instead of that stupid bitch, though.

"I'm gonna take you home. Do you have all your stuff?" I questioned, trying not to sound too angry. She nodded. "Except my jacket but that's okay."

I didn't question her, just grabbed her arm and dragged her down the stairs, through the crowd and out of the house. The party had been so great up until these last few minutes. I should've known she'd go off and fuck Kai the first chance she got. I was just in the way most of the night, but the second she got the chance—

"Billie, can you text them for me?"

"What?" It came out harsher than I'd intended and she jumped a little. "Caden and Cadence. Can you tell them I'm going with you?"

"Yeah." I mumbled.

We got into my Jeep and we rode in silence. I made sure to drive slow since I'd had half of her beer and a shot of tequila. I'm not even tipsy, but I didn't wanna take any chances.

I was lost in my thoughts the entirety of the drive and Dahlia kept giggling to herself and then falling asleep. She was an adorable drunk, but I was too angry to think about that.

I was mostly angry at myself. She had every right to be with Kai tonight. They'd been a thing since before I came along and it's not like Dahlia and I are together.

I know Dahlia likes me, it's pretty fucking easy to tell. The way she blushes almost every time I look at her, the way she giggles at everything I say, the way she gets all shy when I come around and stutters whenever she sees me. I make her nervous and she wants me and there's no denying that.

There's also no denying the fact that I want her. I'm pretty flirty in general, but seriously? I don't let just anybody sit on my lap. I don't just put my hands on anybody. I don't touch anybody the way I touch Dahlia. I don't make the effort to be around anybody the way I try to always be around Dahlia.

I'm just waiting for her to make a move.

Maybe it's stupid, but I just want to hear her say it. I want her to tell me that she wants me.

I should probably just tell her flat out that I like her, but what the fuck is the fun in that? She'll tell me eventually...I hope.

Tonight has really made me contemplate that whole thought process though. Every second that I'm not making a move on her, Kai is. And I can't get pissed off about Dahlia and Kai hooking up if Dahlia isn't mine.

I sigh as I see her house come into my line of vision. I glance over at her and see her knocked out, mouth wide open and little snores escaping it every now and then. I laugh, pulling into her driveway and then taking my phone out to snap a pic.

All she has to do is say the word and I'm hers.

I find Cadence's number in my phone, thankful that I'm in CW club with her because that's how I'd gotten it in the first place, and text her quickly to let her know where Dahlia is.

After doing that, I hop out of the car and unbuckle Dahlia, picking her up and carrying her to her door. I knocked on it a few times, hoping one of her siblings would open it instead of her dad. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw Cora.

"Well, well, well," she smirked as she let me in. "My sweet big sister, passed out, drunk. I smell blackmail in her future."

I laughed at her as I put Dahlia down on the couch. She's not that heavy but I don't think I'd be able to carry her all the way upstairs without falling and killing us both. Denver will probably get her later.

"Don't blackmail her too much okay? She's frail."

"We'll see."

I turned to leave, but Cora stopped me quickly. "Hey, my birthday is September 13th but I'm having my birthday party next Saturday...Aren't you rich?"

"I guess." I shrugged.

She grinned. "You're invited!" She ran into the kitchen and then back into the living room a few seconds later holding an invitation and another piece of paper. "I'm just inviting you because you seem pretty cool and you're Dahlia's friend and ugh, that's my wishlist just in case you can't figure out what to get me. If you can't decide which present to get I won't be mad if you get multiple."

I shook my head and let out a snort. "Bye, Cora."

"Bye...Bilboa." She mocked before letting out a snicker and closing the door in my face. I laughed before heading back to my car and hopping in.

I was just about to pull off when I got a text. I glanced down quickly, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion as I saw that it was an unknown number.

I quickly opened the text message, my mouth flying open as soon as I did.

Unknown:

Hey, 'Bilboa' it's Kai. Just wanted to let you know that me and Dahlia are kinda a thing. We have been since before you showed up and we will be until I get tired of her. You can either stay away from her or I can send this pic to everyone I know. Thanks, Bil.

The picture was of Dahlia, giggling as she laid on her back, her top and bra off. I tried not to stare at it for long, wanting to respect her privacy and all that shit.

Honestly, if this was a picture of me I wouldn't give a shit if it got out. They're just boobs and honestly, I wouldn't give two fucks who saw them because I know nobody would have the balls to confront me about it if they were smart. But this isn't me. This is Dahlia, and she's gonna freak out if she knows that even Kai has this picture.

Fuck.

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A/N: Finally, some good fucking CONFLICT. I feel like this story is so slow but also I like it so idk. I'm just having fun writing it. Thanks for reading!