Let Me Teach Ya (Nemi)

The Moment of Truth

Demi's POV

"Wilmer!" I screamed out louder as I saw him turning around to leave. "Wilmer!" I screamed again, trying to get up to run after him, but my body refused. At this point I started to cry. I felt two arms shaking me as I yelled after Wilmer once more, "Wilmerrrrr!"

"Demi! Demi!" I heard someone say as my body was being shaken. "Demi, wake up!" I heard Mr. Jonas say as he carefully nudged me on my side. I sat up confused, looking around the room, and then back at Mr.Jonas. "You fell asleep, Demi," he simply said with a half smile. I just started at him, unsure of what to think. "Demi, you okay?" He asked me as he tried to look into my eyes.

"It was all a dream? But I was naked and you.." I saw Mr. Jonas sit up straight with a cocky smile plastered on his face. "But the police.. and Wilmer... Everyone came rushing into the room, seeing everything!" I said as I looked down at my now, dressed body.

"Demi, what are you talking about? They saw what?" He asked me as he placed his hand on my leg. I just looked at him.

"Everything! Then Wilmer left! I was trying to call after him, but-"

"Demi, it was just a dream, relax. Take a deep breath. It's all going to be okay. Trust me, nobody has even come close to getting us out of here," he said as he leaned back on the couch.

"Do you think anyone is even looking for us?" I asked him, a little scared now. What if we were stuck in here forever? I am too young to die. There are so many people I need to see. I wonder if Wilmer even knows I am gone.

"Yes, I had my security team call the police and notify them. I am sure they went to my house and saw everything, or at least saw the security footage from the night before when you came over," he said as he lifted his head to look at me.

I let out a deep sigh. "I should have never came over last night. All of this is my fault," I said as I looked down at my hands. If only I would have just went to sleep instead of calling Mr. Jonas than none of this would be happening right now. I saw Mr. jonas' snap up as soon as I said that.

"This is not your fault, Demi. You had-"

"Mr. Jonas-"

"We are past the "Mr. Jonas". I mean we have been stuck in this room for hours, and after all the lessons, I think it's okay for you to call me Nick by now," he said with a chuckle. I just smiled. I wasn't sure if he was trying to distract me, or take my mind off of things, but it wasn't working. I let out another deep sigh.

"Nick," I said with a smile, before getting serious again, "I just think that if I didn't go to your place, this would have never even happened. We both would have been safe and we wouldn't be in the situation we are in now," I said as I looked at him, trying to read his expression.

"And what situation would that be?" He asked me. I just swallowed and shifted in my seat.

"Nick, I think this was all a mistake. Calling you, these lessons, the kiss," I said as I looked at him seriously.

"The kiss? Are you sure about that?" He said as his fingers came to my chin, and his body leaned forward. His lips engulfed mine, and soon his tongue was begging for entrance. Once my mouth opened, his tongue was running along my lower lip, making me forget all of my previous thoughts. Just as I was going to wrap my arms around him, the door sprang open. Nick and I both jumped back and looked forward. I reached my hand out to avoid the blinding light, the was hitting my eyes, and to see who stood before us. There, in the doorway, were two police officers and Wilmer, with their flashlights pointed directly at us. I quickly sucked in a breath, and watched as Wilmer dropped his flashlight and took off in the opposite direction. My eyes instantly started to water. I sprang up from the couch and ran after him.

"Wilmer! Wait! Please don't go!" I yelled as I ran down the hall, trying to catch up. As I got closer, I reached for his hand. "Wilmer! Please!" I begged.

"Do not touch me!" He turned around and snapped at me causing me to jump. I took a step back, and watched as he turned back around to leave. I decided to chase after him again.

"Wilmer, please. You don't understand. That wasn't what it looked like in there!" I said once more as I followed him.

Wilmer stopped abruptly and turned back around. He was pissed. "Not what it looked like? Are you fucking serious right now! Demi, your lips were on someone else's!" He shouted at me even louder, making me flench. I hated when people yelled at me, especially Wilmer.

"Wilmer, I can explain! I will explain it all! Please just take me home so we can talk about this!" I said as I looked into his eyes. He let out a deep breath and ran his hand down his face. I think more than anything, Wilmer was just really hurt right now. "Please just take me home and we can talk about this! I will tell you everything!" I pleaded to him. He just rolled his eyes and started walking to the car. I wasn't sure if that was a yes, but it certainly wasn't a no, so I, once again, started to follow. As soon as we got outside, Wilmer's got into his car. I stood out there unsure if I was allowed to get in.

"Are you getting in or what?" He opened the door and asked me rudely. I quickly ran around to the other side of the car, and got in.

The car ride was silent. Neither one of us wanted to break the silence. I watched as Wilmer drove us to his house, and not once did he look over at me. I could tell he was upset. At this point, I was worried.

As soon as we pulled up to his house, we both got out, and went inside. I watched as Wilmer went over to the table and sat down. I decided to join him and sit at the table across from him. "Are you ready to talk about it?" I asked him. Without looking at me, he nodded his head.

"When you left yesterday-"

"Actually, I really don't need to hear any of it. Here is how it's going to go. I am over with the childish games. You either want to be with me, or you don't. I'm not here to fuck around. I have better things that I can be doing with my time. So, it's either him or me. What's it going to be?" He said as he leaned back and crossed his arms. I just stared at him, with my heart pounding. What exactly did I want? I wasn't even sure I knew how to answer that question. Did I want to be with Wilmer? The one who made me happy. The one who I have loved for so long, or did I want to be with Nick? The one who drives me absolutely insane. I wasn't sure I was ready for this decision, but I knew I didn't have a choice. This was going to be decided whether I was ready or not. I looked up into Wilmer's eyes and started to speak.

"I choose.."