well alright, i’m bad … but then you’re no prize either!
a/n; tw for drinking, smut, very toxic relationship dynamics
billy dunne. rockstar, successful, top of his career, living for the spotlight.
billy dunne. alcoholic, coke addict, on a downward spiral leading nowhere good.
you loved them both, at some point. back when the first version was the real version, when he was sweet and loved his music and loved you, when he spent hours awake writing songs instead of doing whatever substance he could get his hands on, or fucking his way through whatever city the band was stopped in. you’d loved him back in pittsburgh when you were just two stupid kids, and you’d loved him in la at the height of his career. you suspected he’d stopped truly loving you somewhere along the way, new york or nevada or whichever city you’d been in when he’d decided you were off the tour, sending you packing back to hazelwood.