The doorbell rings.
I grab my black hat and walk to the door. Jack is here to pick me up. One of the main reasons I'm going with my boyfriend is because I still don't trust Ashton. Maybe he's planning something sinister. Having my boyfriend with me will help me feel safer at the funeral.
I swing the door open. It's not Jack. It's Billie and Noah. Dressed in black suits. Black headphones hanging around Noah's neck. Big smile on Billie's face.
"Ready to go bury that pathetic pig?"
"You didn't get an invite, Billie?" I frown. "Thought you weren't interested in attending the funeral."
"Oh, I'm not interested." She chuckles. "I just want to see the utter fury on Priscilla's face when she sees me at her son's funeral."
"Going to the funeral will look good on Billie," Noah adds. "Paying yo
