Therefore I am Yours | Billie Eilish - Watty Awards 2022

79. BECAUSE I'M EIGHTEEN

Warning: Sad

Billie POV

"Where are you?!" My mom's voice loudly echoes from the other line.

"Uh-" I stutter, staring at the front door of Tyson's house.

"Billie!" Finneas speaks again, snatching the phone back.
"I'm sorry, she just found out." He says, sounding disappointed in himself.

Fuck, Finny what did you do?

"Billie, come on. I didn't mean to kiss you. Please just wait." The lighskinned guy from behind me says.

"Ty, stop it. I'm on the phone!" I snap at him while turning around.
"Finneas! Can you just come get me, please?"

"Yes, I'm on my way-" He starts, getting interrupted by our mom taking the phone off of him again.
"I'm coming with him. Billie we're not done here." She says, hanging up - my mouth hanging open.

"Tyson, I really thought we were becoming friends-"

"But we are!"

"I- yes but that doesn't mean you're supposed to kiss me." I roll my eyes, opening the door and stepping out with him still down my neck.
"Bye."

I walk off of the property, looking around.

"Billie?" I hear Tyson call out from the house, standing at the open door.

I turn around and stare at him while shrugging my shoulders.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to mess it up. Please text me when you get back!"

I barely nod, turning back to the road.

♛

Finneas' car finally arrives a few streets down from Tyson's house. I just couldn't stand having him stare at me from his door so I told Finneas to pick me up there.

He stops, staring out the window with a weird look on his face, making it unable for me to see anything in his eyes.

He moves his head to the side, telling me to get inside and I do as I'm told, feeling scared because of what's about to go down in that car.

I get in, setting my phone down on the empty seat next to me and looking into the rear view mirror, meeting my mom's eyes.

She shakes her head and looks out of the window as Finneas starts to drive.

She is saddened and upset, I know her. Whenever I used to do dumb shit she had that exact reaction.

We drive for five minutes until she finally looks back at me.

"What did you do there?"

"I was just at someone's house-" I start.

"Without telling me?" She questions, cutting me off.

"Mom, I am eighteen-"

"That doesn't matter."

"It does." I simply say, shrugging.

But for real. It does. I have surpassed the age of 18. That means I am fully responsible for myself and the 'mistakes' I make.

"I just want to know why you felt like it wasn't important to tell me that you disappear for hours and then visit a guy at his house even though you have Jordan. Does she know?"

I stay silent. No need to say anything else.

♛

Finneas POV

Since we picked Billie up from Tyson's house, she hasn't been saying much. Instead, she chose it was best to just ignore whatever our mom was saying like she was just arrested and on the way to the police station.

I really tried to keep it to myself that Billie went to meet up some guy but I couldn't withstand all the questions mom was bombarding me with.

She somehow found out that her daughter wasn't just running some errands - which doesn't even make sense since we aren't home - and then went looking for her everywhere.
I then ended up telling her where Billie really went.

Poor Bil, I really didn't mean to be the reason she got into trouble.

Parking the car, I apply the handbreak and look to the backseat.

Billie rolls her eyes and gets out of the car, mom following close behind.

"Billie!" She calls out, chasing Billie across the parking lot and into the tour bus.

Hopefully no one saw this.

I take a deep breath and step out as well, walking to the stage.
I need to leave them alone for a bit. There's a lot the two of them have to talk about.

♛

Billie POV

"Billie?" My mom says over and over again, trying to get me to talk.

I ignore her and walk to the back of the bus, opening up the door to my on-tour-closet.

Grabbing my bag of on-stage-jewlry and some big graffiti shorts along with an oversized shirt, I make my way further down the hall.

"So you're just gonna Ignore me?" She asks again, losing faith in me.

Silence.

I take off my current shirt and throw it into my bunk. Next, I take grab the other one and quickly pull it over my head.
After that, I do the same with the shorts, everything while my mom is still standing there waiting and looking.

"Do I need to call Jordan?" She whispers, causing me to turn around faster than I ever have.

"Huh! No. What the fuck, mom?!" I yell with my eyes wide open.

"Then tell me why you were at this guy's house without even thinking about telling anyone of us?" She spits at me.

"I told Finneas!" I respond harshly.

How did such a small little nothing turn into such a verbally harmful fight? I hate it.

"That doesn't make it better!-"

"I am eighteen, I can do whatever I want!"

"No you can't. You need to have Sully with you at all times no matter what!"

From now on we are just straight on screaming at each other, trying to be more exact and loud than the person in front of us.

"He could've done something to you! Why don't you get that?" My mom says. Tears are now uncontrollably running down her cheeks.

"He wouldn't." I say silently, metting my head fall.

"Why are you so sure?" She sobs.

"Because I know." I say, meaning the fact that Tyson kissed me.

I hope she doesn't get that... She would definitely go and tell Jordan. That's not what I planned on doing anytime soon.

"You always know and then you end up getting yourself into fucked up situations." She mocks, making my heart ultimately break in two.

♛

That's it, that's the chapter. Now go wipe your pillow, I see the tears.