~𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖~

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FEB 7TH 2019

It had been a few days since my last woman standing match and demi had been trying her hardest to make us a thing again. I admired her efforts, I really did, but she was trying at the extremely wrong time, I had been super busy with helping Ami buy furniture for her apartment, she had moved into the free apartment down the hall, the furniture that was already in the place wasn't the best so I had been picking up and constructing brand new pieces of furniture, for my sister and Xavier. I knew she just wanted things to be good again, but it was honestly just getting in the way. However, I did promise her that I would go out with her tonight, we were going out to different bars and we would get some drinks, she jut really wanted us to spend some time together, alone.

I had spent all morning finishing up my sisters apartment while she took care of her son, it was honestly exhausting but I didn't mind. I had just showered and Demi was still at the gym, though I knew she would be home soon, I had to be quick because I didn't exactly know what i was going to wear, and sitting around in underwear and a robe may give off the wrong impression. I looked around for a while, pretty much tearing my closet up, and found nothing to wear. "ahhhh! WHY?!" I shouted, sitting down in the pile of clothes on the floor, a click of the bedroom door indicated that I wasn't home alone anymore "something wrong?" came the familiar Aussie voice from my doorway "YES! I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!" I exclaimed, sighing loudly. I glared at her upon hearing her laughter, she walked closer to me, moving me out of the way. "how about, you model a few outfits and I choose one. Then, I find an outfit to match." she said, i took a moment to think about it before nodding and picking up a few items of clothing. After a little while of trying out outfits we found an outfit that we both liked, and she found an outside that corresponded pretty nicely.

Syd:
Outfit-

Hair-

Makeup-

Demi:

"Right, you ready?" She asked, stepping back into my room, I nodded with a little sigh, taking her hand so she could lead me to her car. I probably wouldn't eat tonight, not in public anyway, she knew that but she was happy if I snacked throughout the day instead of eating full meals. She drive to a bar called "EVE Orlando" in Orange Ave. It was a nice place, a pink lighting surrounded the room and music filled our ears as we stepped inside. there were a few workers on the floor, cleaning up drinks, giving customers food, etc etc, as well as a bartender and a chef behind the bar. "you fins us a table okay, I'll get us some drinks" she said before leaving me, I found a table pretty quickly, faster than demi could get the drinks, but it wasn't long before she arrived with two drinks. "A Pina colada for you, and a whiskey-coke for moi" she said, placing the drinks on the table and taking a seat opposite me. "thank you. but, why?" I said, playing with the straw in my drink "because they taste nice? I don't know" she replied jokingly "you know that's not what I meant. Why are you trying so hard to get us back where we were?" i said pulling my hand away from the table. "because, that's what I want, and what you want, you just won't admit it. I mean, come on Sydney you were so lost when we broke up, that doesn't happen to someone who doesn't care. You can spit that shit to Adam, or Vince, or even Drew, but I see right through it." i sighed and sat back "so, that's what you think? You think I don't care? Of course I care, I just don't always show how I feel." I took a sip of my drink before sitting back against the seat. "well Sydney, you should try showing your emotion a bit more, you know, maybe if you did we wouldn't be sat here as friends." I was taken aback by this sentence, was she really saying that it was my fault we broke up. "speak for yourself." I blurted out a little too loud, I didn't mean it it's just what my mind wanted me to say. "what do you mean by that?" 

"I mean, you didn't talk to me and you were stressed because of how much I opened up to you, and now you're saying it's my fault we broke up because I didn't open up. Dem, I feel like you know everything about me and I know nothing about you, because you haven't opened up" after that sentence we both went quiet, and the longer we sat in silence the more awkward it got. "this was a bad idea, I-I'll go." I eventually said rising to my feet, but before I could leave the club my name was called my the Aussie and I was requested to sit back down. My back rested against the chair and I slouched slightly to make myself more comfortable. "fine. You're right, you know pretty much nothing about me. I don't open up to a lot of people, I don't want to seem.. y'know weak. but, I trust you. My full name is Demi Rose Bennett, I am 23 years old. My favourite colour is Red, and black, but people class it as a shade not a colour. I have a younger sister, who lives in Australia with my mom and dad. My favourite sport, besides wrestling is soccer, football, whatever you wanna call it. I have 2 dogs, Barry and Luna, they're very cute, I like cats as well, and snakes, snakes are cool. And I think I'm madly in love with someone, sat opposite me, right now. And they don't feel the same.." there was a pause after that, I put my drink down "you're wrong, that last part. that person, she's madly in love with you as well, but she's bipolar, mentally ill, going through a lot of stress and isn't the most prepared for a relationship. Now, it's getting late. We should probably go" I said standing up again "No. I'm not done telling you everything yet." my stomach turned a little bit as i sat back down, preparing myself to listen to her story...