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A/N: Loooooonnnnggg chapter. Probably the longest I've ever written for this book. 6000 words! You've been warned.

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Dahlia's POV

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December 18th. Week 2 Day 2 of Cabinchella.

This whole cabinchella thing is getting ridiculous, but Billie insists on us calling it that and since it's her birthday I'm not gonna argue with her.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, Dear Billie! Happy birthday to you!"

I recorded as everyone scream sang to Billie and she blushed and moved around awkwardly as we did. When we were finished, she bounced up and down a few times before blowing out her birthday candles and then turning to hug Finneas. He handed her his phone and she began talking to her parents who he'd FaceTimed before we started singing.

I smiled as I ran out of the kitchen with the twins and into the living room to start getting all her birthday presents out of the closet and onto the table we'd set up in here.

"Let's hurry guys, they're probably gonna cut the cake soon!" Caden stacked the gifts as neatly as he could in a hurry and I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him. "It's vegan cake, dude. Trust me, we're in no rush."

When we finished putting the gifts on the table, I poked my head into the kitchen again and saw them beginning to cut the cake. Caden ran past me and cut in front of everyone in order to get one of the first slices. Other than Billie's, his was the largest one.

When everyone had gotten a piece of cake on their plate and some ice cream if they wanted it, they all started to make their way into the living room. Billie and I were the last to leave the kitchen.

"Happy birthday, Bilboa." I grinned as I squeezed her tightly. I kissed her neck a few times before pulling away from her, but she pulled me closer as soon as I stepped back.

"Thank you, my darling Dahlia." She mumbled before pecking my lips. "I can't wait to see what you got me."

"You won't be seeing my gift until later tonight." She wiggled her brows and I hit her shoulder. "Not that kind of gift, Bil."

We walked into the living room and took a seat on the couch. Everyone ate their dessert and chattered amongst themselves for a while. When Billie finished hers, Cora dragged her over to the table and made her take a seat in the chair in front of it, clapping her hands excitedly as Billie grabbed the first gift which happened to be the one she got for her.

It took Billie almost an hour to open all her gifts, and there was a permanent smile on her face as she did. I wore a large smile of my own as I watched her. She was so thankful for every single thing she got, her mouth falling open and her eyes widening every time she opened a gift. She'd make sure to squeeze whoever got her the gift after she opened it and thank them a billion times for it. She's so damn sweet all the time!

When she finished with her presents, I hugged her and gave her a kiss before she headed back up to our room to get dressed for her day with the twins, Finneas, Claudia, Hudson, and Bea. They're taking her to a nearby spa and that'll give me plenty of time to help my dad cook the food for our date tonight.

Once she was upstairs and out of earshot, I tugged on the sleeve of my dad's shirt to get him to look down at me and smiled largely. "Are you ready to make a whole bunch of vegan bullcrap?"

"Ready as I'll ever be." He joked.

***

After Billie left, dad and I got started. The menu for tonight?

1. Fancy ass burritos.

2. Quinoa and shit.

3. Vegan Nicoise salad with, of course, avocados.

4. Vegan gluten-free pizza.

5. Roasted cauliflower pasta.

6. Takis

I don't know what most of that is or how it's gonna taste, but my dad found some good recipes online and he seems excited to make it, and pretty confident that we'll both enjoy it, and I trust him. At the very least I'll like the burritos and takis.

"So," My dad grinned as he started preparing the pizza. "Your first date with Billie. Your first date ever!"

I sighed dramatically and shook my head quickly as I got the stuff out to make the burritos. "No, dad. We're not doing this. We're not making this into some big, emotional--"

"Oh, hush up!" He waved me off. "It only gets emotional when you start crying. How are you feeling? Excited? Nervous? What are you two planning to do?"

"I'm taking her to an abandoned building," I said nonchalantly. I stayed quiet as I waited for his response. His face screwed up in confusion and alarm and I laughed loudly before continuing. "It's gonna be decorated really nicely. Hudson and his friend went to decorate it last night and I won't see it until we get there, but I trust that it's gonna be absolutely gorgeous."

"Well, that's nice!" He complimented.

"Yeah..." I sighed. "Dad? Before mom turned out to be a piece of shit, how'd you know you loved her?"

"Love?" He raised his brows.

"I know, I know. We haven't known each other long enough to love one another, we're too young--"

"Oh, if you could think for even just a second that I'd ever say anything as stupid as that then you don't know me at all." He chuckled. "Love knows no age, especially when you meet someone as incredible as you two are. Do you love her?"

"Well, I don't know, but she told me a few days ago that she loves me."

"You didn't say it back?"

"No. I've never felt like I loved someone before, so I really don't know what it feels like. I didn't wanna tell her I did and then figure out later that I didn't." I shrugged.

"I was just twelve when I met your mother. I thought she was the most gorgeous thing on the whole planet, and she was actually my very first crush. Of course, I was just twelve so me and everyone else thought it was just that; A crush. But then all of a sudden we were 16 and I still felt the same way about her that I had when we were just kids. She was just really different. The town I lived in was really small and it seemed like everyone was exactly the same. Everyone dressed the same, spoke the same, acted the same. Then I met her and she was the exact opposite of literally everything and everyone else I ever knew and I was intrigued. But being intrigued doesn't mean you're in love, it just means you're intrigued. I thought I loved her the first time I saw her, but I didn't exactly know what love was either and I wasn't sure if I just liked her because of how different she was or if I liked her because I liked her. So, I hung around her as much as I could, learned everything I could about her. Nothing she ever did was wrong in my eyes and everything she did was perfect."

"I think I officially knew I loved her when we were nineteen. We had graduated high school and we'd gone our separate ways for a few months. We just figured that since school was over we wouldn't be seeing each other nearly as much, so we should just go ahead and break up. We figured it'd be good to try to be with other people. That didn't last. A couple of months and we found our way back to one another. Then a few years later we had Denver and then you know the rest." He let out a sad sigh and I frowned.

"Would you change the way things happened if you could? I mean, if you could go back in time and stop yourself from meeting her, would you?"

"Obviously not. If I did that then she wouldn't have had you kids and then who the hell would help me with the chores around the house? If I didn't have Denver who would help me file my taxes?"

"You would be in jail for tax evasion if it wasn't for him." I nodded. "But seriously, are you sure you wouldn't change anything?"

"I'm positive. I don't love your mom anymore, but I did once and it was good while it lasted. Now I've met another woman that I really like, and who knows, maybe in the future, I could love her. And one things for sure, I always have and I always will love you kids. Getting to love y'all has been the highlight of my life and it makes everything worth it. I like my life. I like how things turned out. The only thing I wish I could change is what you kids had to go through because of your mom...If I'd known--"

"You didn't know," I cut him off quickly. "It's all over now and you shouldn't beat yourself up over what happened. I'm really thankful for everything that's ever happened to me. Everything." I smiled.

We got quiet for a while and I sighed as I continued to think about Billie. I'm still not sure about any fucking thing.

"I don't know if I love Billie, but I know I'm scared to." I mumbled after a while.

"Why is that?"

"What if things for us turn out like things for you and mom did?" I nearly whispered. I didn't wanna offend him, but I needed to ask. He and mom seemed like they were really in love when they were younger, but now look at how things had turned out.

"You and Billie are not your mom and I. Things are gonna be different for you two. Love is always different. That's why I can't really tell you how you can know if you love her or not. It's just different for everyone. I really wish I could be more help, kid."

He patted my head and I glared at him because I'm pretty sure he got some of the pizza ingredients in it.

"I will say, though, that love is one of the strongest feelings I think anyone will ever feel. Hate and love. You'll definitely know when you love her because it'll feel like you're enveloped in something."

"Enveloped in something?"

"Yeah. It might feel like if you were in the ocean, surrounded by water. It might feel like how a nice, warm blanket feels when it's draped over you. Might feel like you're in a big group hug...I don't know. For me, it always just felt like I was being weighed down. Not in a bad way, in a comforting way."

"This is cute, but hella cryptic," I muttered. I'm still not clear on my feelings. "How long until I figure this shit out? When will I know for sure?" I whined.

"You'll know when you know, rice for brains, that's what I just told you." He laughed.

***

Billie's POV

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"This is the life!" Claudia moaned as the guy continued on with her foot massage. I groaned in response. The cucumbers over my eyes were preventing me from being able to see the guy working on my own feet, but I wanted to know what the hell he looked like in case I somehow ran into him one day. Maybe I'd be able to convince him to give me another fucking massage. This feels absolutely amazing! I wish Dahlia was here to experience it with me, but I know she's preparing for our date later and I'm so excited for that I don't know what to do. My first real date!

"My toes have never felt better," Finneas mumbled from beside me. I scrunched up my face. "They've never smelled better either."

"Shut up, dweeb."

"Don't tell me what to do, asshole. It's my birthday."

"So what?"

"So if you don't treat me like the king I am, I'm gonna tell mom and dad on you." I pouted.

"Tattletale."

"Bitch ass."

"Will you two please act civil while we're out in public?" Claudia snickered.

"No." We both grumbled at the same time and then we were quiet again. We've been here for a few hours and it's been the best few hours of my entire life. Full body massages, saunas, mud baths. An actual fucking mud bath. I'd always wanted one and it happened to be everything I'd ever dreamed of and more. When I was getting out, I threw some mud at Finneas' face. It was hilarious, despite what he said.

Unfortunately, our little spa day is coming to an end after our foot massages are complete. I wish I could stay longer, but I have to get back home and get ready for my date.

My very first fucking date.

I'm so excited I could literally scream. I'm ready to see what Dahlia's planned for us. I kept begging Hudson to tell me earlier but he refused.

"What do you think I should wear tonight?" I wondered aloud.

"Clothes." Finneas mumbled. I groaned dramatically and reached over blindly, trying to hit him.

"I was asking Claudia. You know, the one who actually has a fashion sense."

"I have a fashion sense." Finneas defended himself.

"Sure," Claudia muttered. "So anyway, Billie—"

"My fashion sense is just fine! Are you implying you don't like my clothes?"

"Billie," She started once again, ignoring him. I laughed as he continued to grumble to himself lowly. "I think she'll like whatever you choose to wear. Even if it's just your regular—"

"No! I don't wanna wear my regular clothes," I shook my head. "I wanna wear something really nice. Something normal people would wear on a date. Not a dress though. Two dresses a year is my limit and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be wearing one to prom."

"Technically, prom is next year." Finneas chimed in.

"Technically, shut up." I waved him off before Claudia started talking again.

"You can come to Finneas and I's room and raid my suitcases if you want. I have lots of clothes you could fit."

"Thanks, Claudia." I grinned.

***

"This would be cute." Bea smiled as she held up a formal looking jumpsuit. I rolled my eyes. "I can see the camel toe already."

I pushed some of the clothes around in the suitcase and bit my lip as I felt my heart start to beat faster and faster. We've only been looking for something for like five minutes, but I'm already starting to get really anxious. What if Claudia doesn't have anything that I'd like to wear? I'm sure I could borrow Bea's clothes or maybe Cadence's, but what if they don't have something I wanna wear either? What if I can't find the perfect outfit? What is the perfect outfit?

What if Dahlia doesn't like whatever I wear? What if I underdress or overdress? I mean, I have no clue where we're going, so it's kinda hard to dress for the event in this situation.

I'm probably gonna look absolutely ridiculous compared to her. Whatever she's wearing is gonna be amazing and I'm gonna look like an absolute clown. I'm gonna look terrible and she's gonna end up dumping me and I won't even be able to blame her.

"Your worry wrinkles are showing," Bea sighed. "Don't worry, Billie, we'll find something."

"What if this is a goodbye date?" I stopped my movements and leaned away from the suitcase, my eyes widening as I thought about it. "What if this is our first and final date?"

"What are you on about, lass?"

Even Bea's Irish accent couldn't make me laugh right now. I'm too worried.

"What if she's just taking me out so that we can be alone and she can officially break things off with me? I mean, just a few days ago we were fighting and now we're going on a date."

"Billie, if she wanted to break up with you she would not take you on a date to do it. Hudson was telling me a little about what she's got planned for tonight earlier, and trust me, it doesn't sound like this is a breakup date...if that's even a thing."

"What if I say or do something wrong on the date? It's gonna be awkward and I'm gonna mess it up, I just know it." I shook my head.

"Oh, you are not gonna get anywhere with that attitude." Claudia came to stand in front of me with her arms crossed. "Billie, from what I've seen, Dahlia likes you a whole lot. You two have known each other for a while now. There's nothing to worry about! It's just you two hanging out just like you always do, only you decided to make it a bit more special by dressing up and going to a place you normally wouldn't. That's it. Not much to be nervous about."

"But—"

"No buts! You're gonna have a great time." She smiled as she bent down to pick up a pair of heels. She was just going to put them back into her bag, but I quickly stopped her.

"I think they'd look nice!"

She and Bea got quiet as they looked at me with shocked facial expressions. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, I know. This is weird as fuck. But I mean...it's a special night, right?"

They nodded and then went back to rummaging through the clothes.

"I'm really nervous because I have something special to give her tonight and I don't know if I should." I blurted. "I already told her I loved her and she didn't say it back. Which is fine! I honestly wasn't expecting her to. She took me saying it well, though."

"Well, that's good." Bea smiled.

"Yeah...I just don't wanna push the limit, you know?"

"You're telling the wrong people about your worries. You know you'll only feel better after you talk to Dahlia." Claudia sent me a knowing look before tossing me a shirt to look at.

"Yeah, and plus, you know how Dahlia is. She's a sweetheart and she won't freak out on you. If she's uncomfortable or unhappy with whatever you got her, at the very least she'll be nice about it, but I bet she'll love whatever you got." Bea grinned as she stood up. "Didn't you used to wear skirts? Why can't you bring that back?"

"It's fucking snowing outside, Bea."

"Beauty is pain." She shrugged. "You do what you have to do to be fabulous."

***

Two hours later, I was ready. My makeup and hair were done to perfection, my nails and toenails were painted as well, I'd shaved my legs for once, and my outfit was really nice.

I'd decided to keep it simple and ended up putting on a black turtleneck and black pants, and some nice heel boots. I put a designer belt and all my usual chains and rings with it, and I have to admit, I think I look pretty good. It's simple but it still isn't my usual style and I think I look pretty cute.

My options were limited because of the cold weather, but I still managed to put together a pretty nice outfit. I just hope Dahlia likes it.

"Okay, all there is for you to do now is go downstairs." Claudia grinned as she stared at me through the mirror. Dahlia had texted her a few minutes ago and said that she's ready and I could come down whenever I was, but I'm not ready at all. I'm still nervous as fuck.

What if she laughs when she sees me? What if she decides I'm too damn ugly to be seen with out in public?

"I feel sick." I mumbled.

"You're gonna feel so dumb for being this nervous a while from now when you look back on this night." She laughed. "That's how it always is. We get so worked up over nothing and then end up having an amazing time and realizing we worried ourselves nearly to death for no reason."

"Well, what if this is the one time I'm nervous for a reason? What if this date goes terribly?"

"It won't go terribly, Billie, and even if it did it's just one date. If it went bad you'd get over it in no time, but again, it won't go badly. It's gonna be amazing. Now stop wasting time! We need to get you downstairs, come on."

Bea grabbed my phone and the little purse Claudia let me borrow as Claudia literally dragged me out of the room and down the stairs, me arguing the whole way down.

We walked through the kitchen and into the living room and I felt like the breath was knocked out of me as soon as I saw Dahlia standing there. She looked amazing.

The white dress she was wearing made her look like an angel, but the smug look she sent me as she noticed me staring at her boobs proved that she was anything but.

I watched silently as she strutted over, seemingly in slow motion, her perfect little body looking amazing in her dress as she did.

"You look incredible!" She smiled. I was almost shocked that she was standing right in front of me. I'd been so focused on her body that I'd barely noticed her getting closer. "Wow, babe, you really know how to dress to impress!"

So, here she is standing in front of me looking like an absolute goddess, and she's complimenting me on my plain ass outfit? This girls too pure.

"I—Ugh...You look so much better than me." I stuttered. "I should've worn something more—"

"No, no, no. You look amazing, seriously! Plus, I think you're dressed better for the weather." She giggled cutely and I sent her a soft smile. "Ready to head out? I'm super excited for this!"

"Yeah." I smiled. She grabbed my hand, thanked Bea and Claudia for helping me get ready, thanked the rest of our friends and hugged her dad before pulling me outside. I shivered as the cold air hit me and she hurriedly pulled me to my car.

"I got these from your brother, hope you don't mind." She grinned as she held up my car keys and I gasped. "Oh, no—"

"Billie, come on, I'm a really good driver! I can't even drive that fast because the roads are so icy. We'll be fine, I promise." She rubbed my lower back as she opened my door for me and I begrudgingly got into the passenger's seat. She knew what she was doing. I couldn't focus on anything besides her hand on me while she was speaking and I bet she knew that.

She ran to the driver's side and quickly hopped in, starting the car and turning up the heat. She looked over at me and smiled as she grabbed my hand again. "Wow," She whistled as she looked me up and down. "You really do look good."

"Thank you, baby." I blushed, turning to look away from her.

"Ooh, somebody's shy tonight!" She teased. My cheeks grew redder as I let out a small, awkward laugh.

"Hey, don't worry okay?" She said seriously. "It's just us. You don't have to be nervous about tonight. We're just gonna have fun hanging out with each other like we usually do. Right?"

"Right." I sighed, smiling at her. Her words comforted me a little and I stopped squeezing her hand so tightly, my cheeks growing even redder as I realized just how tight I'd been holding it.

***

"Okay, I haven't seen what the inside looks like yet so I'm sorry if it's trash, but I think it'll be cute. Hudson and his friend decorated it, but if you don't like it we don't have to sta—"

"Open the door, nerd, before you freeze to death." I smirked as I watched her giddily fidget with the keys to the building. Her teeth were chattering and she was looking even paler than usual, whether that's because of the coldness or because of her nerves I don't know. I do know she happens to look very cute when she's cold and nervous.

She unlocked the door and blindly searched around for the light switch. I heard it flick about a second before the building lit up with Christmas lights hanging from the ceiling and along the wall. I gasped as I looked down and saw rose petals scattered all along the floor.

We walked in further and saw a nice little area with a fuzzy, black rug and some fuzzy, neon green bean bag chairs. I'm guessing that's where we're going to sit down to eat.

"Dude, this is gorgeous!" I nearly squealed as I looked around. This place looks magical. One of the walls even had a huge flat screen TV hanging from it, and I grinned as I noticed a stack of movies near the chairs too.

"Wow, it really is!" She breathed. "I totally owe Hudson for this."

"I totally owe you for this!" I beamed. She brought a hand up and rubbed her thumb over my cheek a few times, making me blush once again as she stared into my eyes. "You don't owe me a thing, Bil. I'm just lucky a pretty girl like you is even giving me the time of day." She winked—or tried to. She can't really wink and it's absolutely adorable.

She led me over to the bean bag chairs and I let out a loud, content sigh as I plopped down in one of them. "I'm gonna be right back. I have to go get some stuff out of the car. You just sit here and relax." She told me before scurrying off.

While she went outside to get whatever she was getting, I took my shoes and belt off and then fixed my chains, rings, and my hair. I took my phone out and stared into the camera, making sure none of my makeup was smudged before I put my phone back in the purse I borrowed.

Dahlia came back two minutes later with a huge basket and a gift box. I wanted to hop up and help her, but watching her struggle to walk when she couldn't even see over the stuff in her hands was honestly hilarious, not to mention the fact that her dress had ridden up and I could almost see her underwear.

When she finally made it over to me, she put the basket down on the carpet and grinned sheepishly at me before squatting down in front of it. I tilted my head, trying to peek under her dress, but I quickly sat up straight again when she looked at me.

"Okay, well, I'm gonna turn on the heaters they brought in a few seconds, but I brought four big ass blankets in case we get cold. They're really fluffy, see?" She smiled as she handed me two of the blankets and put the other two beside her. "And my dad and I made all this fucking vegan food that you better like!" She laughed as she started pulling out containers filled with delicious looking food. "And I brought three bags of takis—and we won't be needing to take those out until after you get some real food in you." She pulled the basket closer to her and farther away from me as I immediately tried to grab a bag of takis. "Just brought some water and sprite to drink because you're still kicking that cold...So I was thinking we could eat first and then you could open your present and then we can watch some movies? Sound good?"

"Sounds perfect. This is so fucking sweet I literally love this, Dahlia. Thank you."

"It's no problem," She grinned, playing with the necklace she was wearing. "Um...Is this good enough, Billie? I mean, I know this is your first date and I tried to make it as special as I could because I wanted it to be perfect for you, but I—"

"This is really special and really perfect. Nobody's ever done anything like this for me before, obviously, and just the fact that you thought to do it is amazing enough as it is."

"Okay," She let out a small, relieved sigh. "Should we dig in?"

"Hell yeah!"

***

"Wow, fuck, your dad really should've been a chef." I sighed as I leaned back in my bean bag and curled up into myself. That food was so fucking good and I definitely overate, but I don't give a single shit. It was amazing.

"Hey, I helped too!" Dahlia pouted. I rolled my eyes and waved her off. "Yeah, but we both know your dad's the real G."

"No arguments, I guess." She rolled her eyes and then stood up, making me pout. "Which movie do you want to watch?" She asked. I looked through the stack of movies and grinned as I saw the notebook. Why not?

I handed it to her and watched as she went over to the TV and popped it into the DVD player. Once all the commercials had played through and the beginning credits appeared, she paused it and came back over to me.

"Okay, I guess I'll have to let you open your present now." She joked, handing me the box. I clapped excitedly and giggled as I took the lid off of the decent sized box. I pulled out what appeared to be two scrapbooks and began looking through the one that was on top. I gasped and laughed as I noticed it seemed to be pictures of Dahlia and her family when they were younger.

"You asked if I had any scrapbooks a while back," she shrugged. "Said you wished you could be in my head because I wouldn't tell you about my mom. I thought maybe I'd bring that so you could see me when I was younger." She shrugged, blushing.

I scooted over on my bean bag chair and patted the spot next to me. She sat down and pulled all the blankets over us before I picked up the books again.

"What's this one?" I asked as I opened the other one.

"I printed off all the pictures of us I had in my phone and then printed out some of my poems. I don't really think they're good, or at least, not good enough for you to see because you're literally a lyrical genius and you're amazing with words. But you wanted to see them so here they are. I also printed a few of my sketches...I just wanted you to see the stuff I haven't really shown anyone else before. All this stuff is really personal and close to my heart and...so are you. I wanted to be even closer to you than what I already am." She smiled.

"I'm so emo," I sighed as I wiped away a tear with the back of my knuckle. Damn, I'm soft nowadays. It's all Dahlia's fault. "I don't wanna keep saying this and freak you out, but I really do love you, Dahlia."

"Yeah, it took me a while cause I'm a dumbass bitch, but I finally figured out that I love you too." She smiled.

"Are you just saying that?" I whispered shakily. She shook her head. "No. Since you told me you loved me a few days ago I've been trying to figure out whether or not I love you too nonstop. I didn't really know until we were in the car headed here. I was thinking about your present and hoping that you'd like it and then I just realized. I've never shown anyone any of the shit in that book," She pointed down at the scrapbook filled with her poems and stuff.

"Not my dad, not my siblings, not even the twins. I have like three passcodes on my iPad and I still hide it so no one will find it and get in. It's not like the stuff in there is bad or worth being guarded, really, it's just...Personal. It's just the way I express myself. It's just me. I'd do anything to keep everyone from seeing all the shit in my iPad. I've had it since I was like 12 and I've always been so unwilling to share anything I put in it, but when I was thinking about what to get you for your birthday last month I just immediately thought 'oh, well why not share this stuff with her since she wanted to see it?' And that thought shocked and scared the fuck out of me. I've never wanted to or felt comfortable enough to share this stuff with anyone. I should've known then that I loved you, but as I've told you, I'm a slow learner."

We were both crying by the time she got finished, and once she was done talking I just sat there and stared at her for a few seconds before grabbing her cheeks and guiding her lips to mine.

I don't know how long we sat there kissing, but however long it was, it felt like it wasn't long enough.

"Baby, I love you so much," I mumbled after we pulled away. "You mean so much to me. Do you know that?"

"Yes, I do." She smiled. "You mean even more to me."

"We'll argue about that later," I grinned as I reached over to grab the purse. "I have a present for you too."

"It's your birthday, not mine." She pouted. I smiled and kissed her again before pulling out the little box.

"I feel a lot better about giving this to you now that I know you love me back."

"Billie, I'm not going to marry you. That is where I draw the line, it's seriously only been five months." She joked as she stared at the little black box in my hand. I scoffed. "Stop acting like you don't know there's a tiny golden dildo in here."

"I wouldn't be shocked."

"Just open the damn thing."

She playfully snatched the box out of my hand and slowly opened it, her smile falling as her mouth fell open.

"Do you like it?" I questioned quickly.

"It looks really fucking expensive, Billie, I cannot—"

"Girl shut the fuck up." I rolled my eyes. "It was expensive, not gonna lie, but I can't put a price on how much you mean to me. I wanted to get you this so you could be reminded every second of every day how much you mean to me. You can just look down and be reminded of me. And also, when you wear it—" I grabbed her face roughly and turned her head so she was looking at me. I smirked as she stared at me, wide-eyed and looking innocent. I kissed the corner of her mouth before talking again. "People will know you belong to me," I whispered. "You're mine. You're my girl, and nobody else's. Right?" I tilted my head as I taunted her with my question.

She gulped before nodding slowly, still wide-eyed. "Right."

"Good girl." I let go of her face and she continued to stare at me for a few moments before slowly looking back at the promise ring.

It's not really a promise ring, I guess. It's a ring with my name on it, and it's definitely very noticeable. Everyone who looks at her will know she's taken, and they'll know exactly who by too, in case they ever wanna try something. They can come right to me if they're really brave.

Too many bitches have tried to take my girl in such a short span of time. I've gotta fix that.

"I got one for me too. It's got your name on it." I grinned as I pulled mine out of the purse and put it on. Dahlia Doe. The best name to have on a ring.

"Wow, Billie, I don't even know what to say. I love it!" She quickly took it out and slid it on. "Wow, it's amazing!"

"Just like you," I chuckled. "Do you think your dad would mind if we stayed the night here?"

"I already asked and he said it's fine as long as we're back by noon tomorrow."

"Dope," I mumbled, leaning over to kiss her neck. I slid my hand up her thigh and laughed as I heard her let out a gasp. "We can look at those scrapbooks and then watch the movie after I take care of you. Yeah?"

"Y-Yeah."

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A/N: BITCH OKAY

I WAS WATCHING AN INTERVIEW OF BILLIE WHERE I NOTICED HER DOPE ASS RING WITH HER NAME ON IT AND LIKE

IF I WAS A RICH BITCH ID BUY THAT SHIT AND WEAR IT A L L T H E T I M E. LIKE IMAGINE UR IN A RELATIONSHIP W BILLIE AND THATS UR PROMISE/ENGAGEMENT/WEDDING RING OR SUM. JUST HER NAME

ID DIE.

AND ALSO I COULDN'T FIND A GOOD DAMN PIC OF IT TO SAVE MY SOUL (ok actually I only looked for like two mins but I'm a very impatient person so...u know.) AND IM SO MAD ABOUT THAT BUT U CAN KINDA SEE IT HERE

UGH I WANT ONE SO BAD OKBYE I HOPE U ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER WHY IS THIS STILL ALL CAPS OK ILY BYE.

{edit: someone pointed out to me that it's in this pic!!! I love}