After losing their father and taking over his business they can't help but feel alone, that is until she gets offered a job after going viral online....
Me and demi had done nothing but train all day for the past week. And I was loving it. I had had a war of words with Toni and even rhea but I was yet to be challenged to a title match. The tension between me and demi had grown quite a bit since we went public.
We had both just gotten changed and we were sat on the sofa with Izzy and trav watching shitty horror films that were airing at the time. To be completely honest, I was bored as fuck. I had spent a lit of time in my apartment and I was bored of the scenery, there was a place I could go... but it held a lot of memories. Screw it, if I left that in finished mural do another day I was gonna go insane. I stood up and headed to my room, demi quick to follow. "What's wrong, where are you going?" Demi said, leaning against the door frame, I turned towards her and opened my closet "studio. You coming?" I smiled at her and she walked toward me, looking in to my closet. "Yeah, why do you need to change?" She asked burying her head into my shoulder. I reached into the closet and pulled out some overalls and a white crop top "painting scrubsz all of my art supplies are at the studio already" she laughed a little and moved out of the way so I could place my clothes on my bed. She watched as I got changed and I caught her walking a little closer; it was almost as if she was reaching out for me.
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I drove us both to the studio and when we arrived, I headed straight to my dad's office. It took me a minute to shake off the memories but once they did, I was okay. I headed to the storage room in the back and pulled out all of the supplies I needed. When I entered the office again demi had laid out a tarp on the floor and was sat on the table, smiling at me.
"What..." I said reluctantly walking over to her. She shook her head "nothing. Just thinking" she replied her accent evident in her voice. "About what??" I said inching closer to her. "About how cute you look in overalls" she smirked standing and wrapping her arms around me. "If you don't let go of me I'm not gonna finish the painting" I said smiling at her. She rolled her eyes "well, you could just not paint and-" she kissed me and slowly pushed me into the wall, earning a quiet gasp from me, she smiled after hearing it and trailed her kisses to my neck. "You're feeling confident.." I said biting my lip. "Yeah well I couldn't resist for much longer" she said against my neck, her hands trailing just past my lower back. Then she pulled away. I looked at her in confusion and she placed her finger up to her mouth, motioning for me to be quiet.
We sat in silence for a moment before hearing a door click. I looked at demi and she could see the panic surging through my body. I quietly ran over to my phone and texted my housemates. They were both still at home. Click. Another door and the sound of boots coming closer to the room we were in. We waited and waited until the door to my dad's office creeped open.
"Sydney! Hi. Uh I was just... grabbing a few of your things, to give to you!" Said my ex who sat in the doorway, completely shocked by my presence. I let go of demi's arm and she looked at me in confusion at who the man stood in front of us was. "That's thoughtful of you Jeremiah. Except I didn't ask you to do that, so, if you wouldn't mind. Get the fuck out of my dad's office." I smiled a fake smile at him and it was clear that he wasn't going to leave without provoking one of us. "Emily that's no way to talk to your boyfriend" I noticed demi's body tense up at his words and she tried to walk towards him, I stopped her from doing it and I wish I hadn't. "Ex boyfriend Jeremiah, or have you forgotten about the deal you made with Izzy and trav. Stay out of my life and I don't end yours." I said walking towards him. " Yeah about that. I'm sorry Em- I can't live without you." He stroked my face and I frowned at him. "If that were true then you wouldn't have cheated." I said grabbing his wrist and moving it from my face. He smiled and pulled away from me. "Why are you here jere-" I said sitting down on a nearby table. He laughed at me and said "I came for your things, I know you always have a change of clothes here and Em I need a piece of you with me" I looked at him in disgust, demi's face matched mine. I walked him over to the bag of clothes that I kept in the office and pulled out a blouse "this what you want?" I asked and he grinned maniacally, pointing at a bra that was in my bag. "I was thinking something more like that" "dude, what the hell. You're literally being a pervert you think that's alright and also you're misusing their name." Demi finally chimed in, realising I was to disgusted to speak.
She grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the room. "She may be too disgusted to speak but I want to let you in on a piece of her and my mind. Stay away and I might just be able to promise that you'll leave this studio alive." She smiled at him and slammed the door in his face. She looked out of the window and saw him walking to his car. Once it left she turned her attention to me, making sure I was alright. It took a minute for me to calm down but once I did I walked over to the bag that had my change of clothes in it and pulled out every single item that was in it. I handed demi the bag "go home get me a change of clothes and meet me on the roof. Please." I said smiling at her. She looked at the clothes I had just taken from my bag, they were my old clothes that I had owned for years. "I'll take care of them, don't take too long. Bring trav and Izzy if you want" I said pulling her face back to me. I kissed her once and pulled away, she left the room and I looked at the clothes. They were the only articles of clothing that I didn't get rid of, other than my painting clothes, it became clear that if there was remotely anything that was present in my life when Jeremiah was around, I needed to get rid of it before he ruined my life forever.
I grabbed the clothes and went up to the roof. I looked around at the fire pit and seating area that we all built a few years back. Looking back on the memories I wish we had spent more time up here. There was still some dry wood, lighter fluid and matches in the container that sat in the corner. I pulled out some of the wood, threw it in the fire pit and doused it in lighter fluid. This was the most effective way to get rid of him. Demi burst through the door with trav and Izzy and the look of worry in her face was enough to make me want to cry. "Syd demi told us everything. Are you okay!" Trav said hugging me. I nodded and pulled away, dropping the clothes into the pit and lighting a match. "I'm done with him..." was all I said before dropping the match and watching the fire blaze. Demi pulled me away the fire and sat me down. "I noticed you're in your painting scrubs but there is no new paint on your mural, why?" Izzy said smiling at us both. We exchanged a look of embarrassment before turning back to Izzy. "Cuz they were getting hot and heavyyy!" Trav joked and began poking me.
We continued to to joke and talk all night until 23:30 before putting out the fire and heading home. I showered and changed into a satin button down pyjama shirt with some matching shorts before getting in bed next to demi who had already fallen asleep. It took me a little while to get to sleep but once I had, I was out for the count.
