Demi
"Demi?" Stella begins.
I stayed quiet.
"Demi?" she said agin.
I, again stayed quiet.
"What the hell! De-"
"What the living fuck do you want!" I yelled.
She stood quiet. We were on the highway going to a house in Ohio where I bought a condo a few years ago. It was a getaway from my oarents and now because I knew one way or another: I was leaving. For sure. I stopped the car at the side and turned to the now frightened Stella.
"Look. I'm sorry."
She stays quiet.
"Okay. Look whole point we left was because I had enough 'complications' already. I'm sorry. I need to think. Okay?"
She stood quiet and turned her head away.
"Sorry." I said while turing back and putting the car back into the highway.
"He hurt you."
"What?"
"He hurt you." she responded.
"Stel-"
"Tell me the truth. Please."
"Yes. Yes he did."
And the ride just stood quiet.
3 hours later:
"We're here." I said when I pulled up into my private parking stop. She got her bag and got off the car. I got off too and got my bag. I began walking (with Stell following of course) to the elevator and up to my condo.
The condo looked simple. It was just like any other. It had a great view of downtown Dayton.
"Okay, well first thing is that you're stuck with me for a few more weeks. Second, we have to lay low around here. Wilmer can probably easily find us. Hopefully he wouldn't. Third, I'm gonna got to the market and buy some hair dye."
"Wait, hair dye? For what exactly?"
"I really hate this brown ombreish look and I really want to change it. Probably back to black or whatever."
"Can I come with? I hate my hair color too. Probably I can find a cab or something."
"We just went through this. You're staying with me longer then what we all had planned." I got my car keys and went towards the door. Of course Stella followed.
After the store
"I still don't understand how a light shade of red is suppose to come out in your hair."
"There's something called bleach."
"Oh how I missed the first time you talked." I opened the door to my condo door and went in.
"Remember the rules. Lay low until I tell you."
"Why? It's not like I'm in Witness Protection. Or Princess Protection." She said with a smirk growing on to her face.
"That was a one time thing man. Selena made me did it."
She stayed with the smirk.
"Whatever. Just listen please. It's for your and my own good."
"Okay, so where's the food. I'm starving."
"I'll order."
An hour worth of waitng for some mf pizza:
"That, that was good."
"It taste better than pizza in LA." I said back.
"That black is really suiting you." she said while cleaning up all of the dyes and bleaches and stuff we used for our hair.
"You don't look half bad yourself." I said while cleaning up and throwing away all of things we got from ordering.
"Well, I'm gonna go to bed. There is another room in here right?"
"I got this place before I had you."
"Oh. So, where am I sleeping?"
"With me gorgeous."
"When will the struggle end." We both went to room. The thing is, there really is another room, but, I want her close to me. She's my baby. We got to the room and went towards the bed. We got to bed with her last words saying,
"I love you mom."
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Fanfiction"For the world, you are someone, but for me, you are the world." Isn't it just peculiar how your family for example, makes you go with your "mom," even though she never really wanted you in the first place? Demi, (well I mean "mom" since grandma...
