"Billie." She practically jumped out of her skin. She just couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. She turned to see Mya's perfectly kept head stick out of the door down that hall. People were starting to arrive and Mya was obviously not in the best state of mind.

"Help." She squeaked, as Billie walked down the hall and into her room. "Is everything okay, Mya?" She whimpered. Billie had been avoiding Mya for most of the week, knowing that if she looked into her eyes for a minute Mya would demand to know what was wrong with her. "Black or red?" Mya asked.

"Um, pardon me?" Billie asked, sitting down in the solitary chair that was placed in the corner. "Bra, black or red? Which do you think Chris would like more?" Billie shuddered, thinking about the black bra Chris had ripped off her body and thrown over his shoulder mere nights ago. "Red." Mya smiled and nodded, "That's what I was thinking."

Billie took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She knew there would only be a few more hours and she could be on a plane ride home, and wouldn't have to see any of them for a very long time. "So. You and Alex are looking pretty shitty." Mya spoke, nonchalantly as she sprayed on some perfume. "S'cuse me?" Billie mumbled out, not really wanting to hear it anyway.

"You and Alex, you look like you fucking hate each other." She said. Billie's eyes snapped open. "I do." "You do?" "Fucking hate him." Mya laughed whole heartedly. "Sure you do. hate, want to rip his clothes off, pretty much the same thing." She said, applying another coat of lipstick.

Billie rolled her eyes. There really was no point in arguing with her. "Hey..." Billie looked up at her again. "Did anything happen-" She stopped to pop a mint into her mouth "With Josh? He's being very distant the past couple of days, I mean he hasn't asked for sex all week- Even if I tell him he's on a ban from the stuff he always asks as if I'll give in or something. He was so sweet and lovey before and now... I don't know." Billie laughed.

Mya spoke about sex like it was something you could hold over a person, like a fucking ransom. Not something you did with someone you cared about, someone you really really loved, or someone you just plain out wanted.

"I fucked him."

She didn't mean to let it slip, but she froze as soon as she did. She stopped breathing and just let her mouth hang open, waiting for the peircing scream to escape from Mya's painted red mouth.

But nothing happened. Mya went on plucking her eyebrows and touching up her foundation. "I-I mean, he fucked me to- I mean, we did it..." Then Mya laughed. She goddamn laughed.

"Calm down, Bee." She spoke, turning around to plop herself down on the little table, sitting there in her wedding dress. "Do you remember Dan Brown?" Billie let herself collapse back into the chair, finally taking a breath. "I don't get it." She spoke, more to herself that to Mya. Mya rolled her eyes. "Do you- Remember- Dan- Brown."

"Your ex boyfriend, right? That stock broker guy?" Billie spoke Remember? The man who she dumped because he spoke another womans name during sex. That one. "Well, remember that night when I went to the airport."

"Yeah..." Billie replied, furrowing her brows.
"Well, I never intended to go home... I... met him." Billies eyes went wide, although she couldn't really say anything. "What the fuck do you mean you met him?" Billie asked, with alot less bite than intended.

"He called me last week. He's getting married too... next month... he wanted to see if there was anything still there." She shrugged, turning back to the mirror. "Did you tell him you were getting married to Chris." Mya laughed as if Billie were an idiot. "Of course not! We met for dinner, had some drinks, some laughs and went to a hotel room. It was just like what you and Chris did, pretty much." She shrugged once more. Nothing ever fazed this woman.

"Are- Are you going to tell Chris?" Billie breathed. Mya laughed again, that really full and loud one. "No! Were getting married now, and I guess were even." Billie couldn't breath again. This was all one huge mistake.