You had been with Billy Lee for a while now. You were... obsessed with him, really. He came into your life when it was at its darkest. Him and the group gave you purpose, a reason to wake up, a reason to fight, to belong. You clung to him like a lifeline.

Now you were outside by the fire facing off against another girl, in front of the others. Some kind of example, some kind of lesson. Billy was always trying to teach the group something — dominance, loyalty, control.

“You two are gonna tussle,” he with a smirk, watching you both like it was a game.

“Whoever wins gets to sleep in the house with me,” he added casually, like he's not adding fuel to the fire.