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Demi's POV

"Thank you Las Vegas!" I say waving to the crowd and blowing kisses as I get lowered down from the stage. When I make it down, I step down and then go backstage to my green room where Carter was asleep. I'm about a week into tour and let me tell you, touring with a baby is exhausting. Especially because Odell isn't here. Yes, I have help from my team but they can only do so much because Carter is the most comfortable with me or Odell and he only has me with him right now. Odell ended up making it all the way to the Super Bowl, but I saw online that he lost the game. I was a little sad for him just because I know how much he wanted to win, but part of me also really didn't care. I changed out of my wardrobe and had Cesar take out my extensions and then we all headed onto the tour bus for our next stop. When I got on my bus though, I saw Odell and I literally froze. Why does this man keep popping up on me?

"Hey." He breathes out with his hands in his pockets and I look over at the door to see max give me a guilty smile as he carry's my bags in. I rolled my eyes annoyed as I moved to walk past Odell and into the back room so Carter can lay down. I kind of took my time back there because I honestly have no idea what to even say to him. That's then that I notice Odell had a suitcase back here and I was even more annoyed. When I heard Max leave the bus, I gave myself a few words of encouragement before walking out to the main part of the bus and he was sitting on the small couch.

"What are you doing here?" I ask frustratedly as I lean against the counter.

"Because I wanted to see my son and I can't even imagine how hard it's been for you to travel with a baby without me here to help. I also wanted to apologize for things I said to you. It wasn't fair and you had every right to doubt me." He answers and I take a deep breath.

"So does that suitcase back there mean your staying?" I ask looking anywhere but him.

"I mean, I hope so. I want to be here with you and Carter, but if you don't want me here then I can just go back home and I'll fly out to see Carter a couple times a week." He replies and I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"I don't want you here. I can't stand to be around you, but we have a son and Carter needs you. You can stay, but we're in separate rooms and I don't want you near me." I finally decide because it really makes no sense for Odell to have to travel that much just to see his son when he can simply just stay. I need to get over myself anyways because Odell and I will have to be around each other and I need to get used to it no matter how much it hurts.

"Alright then. Thank you." He says and I nod before walking away, but he stood up and grabbed my hand quickly. "Demi.. I-I'm sorry for everything." He says stuttering lightly and I feel tears fill my eyes. "I promise you that I'm going to prove to you that I didn't have sex with those women and I'm gonna do whatever possible to get you back." He continues and I roll my eyes as I pull my hand away.

"You told me that the only reason I gave you a chance was because of Carter. If you think that so much to the point where you went out to get attention from other females, then why the hell are you trying to get me back? You think I wanna be with somebody who doesn't believe I actually love them or doesn't think I give them enough attention? Cause your dead wrong if you think that." I ask him as I finally turn to look at him and my heart broke when I saw how hurt and sad he looked.

"I didn't say that I think you don't love me. I believe you love me, I just think that you never would feel this way about me unless we had Carter. You know you wanted nothing to do with me relationship wise before you got pregnant, so yes, I think that you convinced yourself to be with me and then fell in love with me in the process. I also never said you don't give me attention, I said that if it weren't for Carter then you probably would want nothing to do with me. I also didn't purposely go out to get attention from any women Demi. I got drunk and she came up to me and I didn't stop her. Okay? So stop twisting my words. I know what I did was wrong, but stop making it sound so much worse than it is." He responds looking defeated and frustrated at the same time.

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