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b i l l i e

maggie and patrick is literally in my face.

i clenched and unclenched my jaw as i saw the two people i hated the most, standing right in front of me. literally. i was so happy to come home for the weekend and spend some quality time with finneas and claudia. and then they showed up.

"what the fuck are they doing here?" i asked finneas as i stared into patrick's soul.

"i don't know bil. we thought it was you. i opened the door and they just came in..they wanted to wait until you were here," finneas responded.

"nah i'm leaving," i chuckled and when i turned to leave, patrick grabbed my arm.

"no," he told me.

i placed my things on the floor, took my arms out his grasp and pushed him back with force and he tripped back, but maggie caught him. claudia got up from the couch along with finneas and came in the middle of us.

"bil," she whispered to me as i just stared at the man who ruined my fucking childhood. "we're going to sit down and have a talk. no yelling, no fighting. we are going to be adults and talk. understood?"

i brushed her hand off mine and i took a seat and everybody else took a seat. my back rested against the couch as my right left bounced up and down.

"why are y'all here?" finneas asked them.

"we got a call," maggie began. "from antoine sinclair. that billie went to court for beating up his son for no reason and could've almost got sued thousands of dollars for the damage,"

"for no reason?" i questioned, trying to keep my cool. "he sexually assaulted my girlfriend. called my girl bestfriend a whore and i beat his ass for no reason. great,"

"c'mon," patrick scoffed. "he didn't sexually assault anybody. that's his girlfriend. she can't say no,"

i clenched my jaw and unclenched it. i leaned forward and rested my elbows on my legs and looked at patrick with dark eyes. my focus was on him. he was my target, he was who i wanted.

"you sick son of a bitch," i growled.

"bil," claudia warned me.

"let her," finneas told her. "let her,"

"excuse me?"

"you fucking heard me. or are you deaf?" i asked him as i stood up. "you are a sick son of a fucking bitch. i am three seconds away from beating your ass if you keep saying dumb shit i swear to god,"

"you're so violent. is fighting always your choice?" he yelled at me.

"you fucking taught me violence was the choice when i was fucking eight!" i screamed. "you fucking beat my ass because i fucking liked girls. you raised me to be a boy. you taught me to fucking fight, you made me fucking angry! i never wanted to be like this! you made me like this. you fucking beat up an eight year old girl who did nothing but love her fucking homophobic pathetic ass dad!"

tears ran down my face as i shouted at him. boy did this fucking hurt. i wasn't angry, i was hurt.

"you were supposed to support me, supposed to fucking love me!" i continued. "instead you beat me up. you're the reason, along with maggie..you're the reason why i almost fucking killed myself. god i wanted to die that day. i should've told the fucking cops it was you! i should've fucking killed myself, is that what you wanted huh!"

"don't say that bil," finneas told me.

"girls are raised to like men. you think you're in love with this kaylani girl," patrick told me. "you're just brainwashed. do you see how much men are out there and you pick a girl? a fucking girl billie?"

i was shaking. like literally shaking. he just kept going, he never knew when to shut the fuck up.

"and you!" i snapped at maggie. "you're the worst fucking mother a child can ask for. you let me get beat up. you didn't say shit. didn't even care that your husband was cheating on you too huh? bringing other woman home. you don't deserve shit. you don't deserve to live, you don't deserve to fucking have children and you don't deserve to be happy,"

"you don't talk to me that way!" she snapped.

"or what! you're going to let patrick beat me ass again?" i chuckled. "i used to be small when i was eight, but i lift weights, i've fought boys my whole life and won every single time, so if you want to go for the last round patrick, i'm willing to,"

i remember i said if i saw him i was going to beat his ass, i mean i am. i'm just waiting for the right time.

"you sound like an idiot billie," patrick snapped.

"you never learn to shut the fuck up do you?" finneas asked him and that took maggie and patrick by surprise. "i don't understand why you're at MY house, yelling at MY sister like she did anything wrong because she didn't. and if she does hit you, i wouldn't stop shit,"

"you are all brainwashed. you don't deserve claudia," maggie spat at him.

"yes he does," claudia responded. "he's sticking up for his sister like he should. y'all are all brainwashed. i tried to respect you, but don't sit here trying to be disrespectful when i've been nothing but nice,"

"so you've been staying here with finneas and claudia?" patrick asked me.

"no," i said. "i've been with my girlfriend and her moms,"

"oh fucking great!" maggie yelled. "you're exposed to this nasty shit. your supposed girlfriend has two mothers? those aren't even her real mothers,"

"one of her moms is aaliyah jackson. she's a model. worth millions. she's like my mother. she's taught me things your bitch ass self would've never taught me," i responded. "and her wife lisa jackson has always been there for me when i was down, gave me the best advice i could ever ask for and they both took me in and loved me as their own. and me being your real fucking daughter, that's something you couldn't fucking do. and i'm in love with my girlfriend. i love her,"

"whoever your girlfriend is," patrick said. "deserves to go to fucking hell for liking girls and not submitting to her boyfriend when he wanted to have sex with her,"

and i just snapped.

i punched him straight in the jaw and the sound due to the contact was so loud that claudia cringed.

patrick fell back, holding his jaw and finneas stood up quickly. my knuckles now hurt like shit, still healing from when i beat the fuck out of nathaniel a few weeks ago.

"get up fucking pussy!" i yelled at him, things that he used to tell me when i was younger. "you wanna be a big man so much, get the fuck up and hit me bitch!"

patrick got up and spit out the blood on the floor and he put his hand back, i didn't flinch, i wasn't scared of him anymore. he was going to hit me until finneas came in the middle.

"you lay a hand on my sister and i will do the honors and beat your ass myself," he growled at him. "you're on my property and i'm going to tell you to fucking leave or i'll call the cops,"

the two just stood there with an angry look on their face and patrick looked at me with so much disgust as i looked at him with anger in my eyes. i still wanted to beat his ass, one punch wasn't enough.

"leave!" finneas yelled which made everybody flinch, because he rarely rose his voice.

they got their shit and left. i sat down, blood running down my knuckles to the floor, fuck this shit stung what the fuck.

"bil, we gotta take you to the hospital for that. c'mon," claudia whispered to me.

i sniffled, wiping my tears away with my other hand and i nodded.

"this is what the fuck i come back home to?" i asked, chucking lowly.

"this was the least of your worries..we're going to have so much fun, i promise," finneas replied to me and i nodded. "aight c'mon, that shit looks bad,"

"i love you," i whispered to him.

"i love you more. i got your back forever," he responded with a smile.

yeah. things are only going to get worse from here.

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short chapter, for obvious reasons. you think maggie and patrick will make a comeback?

happy halloween! stay safe, and please stay home, don't go to fucking parties. this ain't the year for that. stay home, cuddle up, watch scary movies, eat some candy.

also, i'm so so sorry for the next chapter. i love you all, don't be mad at me !!!

– armani 🦋