where the poison is

Diana wasn't sure she'd ever see Billie again. She didn't want to see Billie again.

She ignored the part of her that so badly wanted to kiss her, and hold her. Instead, she listened to the voice of anger. The one she should've listened to from the beginning.

"You shouldn't be here." she spits.

"I wanted to see you."

"I don't want you here, Billie. This is all your fault!"

"It's better that he knows. Now we can be together."

Diana stares at her like she's crazy. "Are you fucking insane?! Billie, I am not going to be with you. You're a child."

Billie frowns. "You don't mean that."

She shakes her head. "Leave, Billie."

"Say you don't love me."

The words evoke a silence. Diana huffs out a breath, then shakes her head.

"Go, Billie."

"Say it and I'll leave you alone. You won't ever see or hear from me again. Just say it all meant nothing. Say that I mean nothing to you. Tell me you don't love me."

Diana shakes her head. "I'm not doing this." she mumbles, pushing the door to close it.

Billie places her hand against the door to prevent it from closing, stepping closer into Diana's proximity.

"I love you. Either say it back, or tell me you don't feel the same."

"When you're older you'll understand-"

"That's not what I asked-"

"that it's not always so black and white."

"This is, Diana. It's as simple is feeling it. Tell me you want me gone, and I'll leave. I'm not going anywhere without clarification."

Billie received that clarification as she felt Diana's tender lips press against her own. And if that wasn't enough evidence, then the fact that she was pulled into the room should've done the job.

But if that didn't do it, then enough proof should've been the way Diana pulled their lips apart, and her hazel eyes met her own, and she said the words "I love you."

But that still didn't seem like enough for Billie.

"Show me." she commanded, wrapping her hands around Diana's waist and pulling her closer. "Show me that you love me."

"We can't." Diana whispered.

"He's not here. It's just us, baby. Show me that you love me."

Diana worked to fulfill the command, tugging Billie's clothes desperately, while with her words she fought to reject it.

"You should've left." she whispered, pulling Billie's shirt over her head.

"I can't leave you, you know that." Billie responds, smiling as Diana threw her shirt across the room, and then turned to push her pants down.

"This is wrong, Billie." yet as she spoke, her hands found the courage to rid the girl of her undergarments.

"I don't care." Billie responds, leaning her head against the door as a hand touched her shaft and rubbed it softly.

Her eyes remained shut as she felt lips press against her neck. She sighed in content, her hips assisting the hand that pleased her.

"I love you." Diana whispers against her neck.