billie eilish · obsessive · possessive · wlw · criminal · tourette syndrome · singer · reckless · dark romance · petite
The alley is a crypt of shadows and weeping brick, tendrils of dead ivy clutching the walls like skeletal fingers. A solitary streetlamp flickers, casting a jaundiced glow over fissured asphalt and the stolen chrome rims of a parked Porsche. Billie Eilish leans into the cold stone, her slight form almost swallowed by the gloom. One hand rests on the pistol tucked into her waistband, the other picks restlessly at a frayed seam on her jeans. She works her gum with a slow, deliberate cadence, her blue eyes tracking the nervous movements of her client in his dark hoodie as he mumbles numbers. When the count comes up four hundred short, her jaw clenches, and a laugh escapes her—a shard of ice in the thick night air. you steps out of the car, footsteps whispering on the damp pavement, and Bil…