Partners In Crime (lesbian Demi Fanfic)

Inseparable

                      {Demi's POV}
I really missed her. I haven't seen her since Halloween. It was all my fault, it always was. School has been so boring and it wasn't worth going anymore. I missed her beautiful blue hair and her grunge clothes. I missed the scent of her perfume, her beautiful makeup, which she didn't need. I remembered that Halloween night, her moans, her beautiful voice. She said I was perfect. She was drunk though, she probably didn't mean it. Of course she didn't .  it just hurt me how hurt she was because of me. Maybe I should go to her house. Yes I will today, if I can. I remember following her that one day. Her house was huge, she probably had a lot of brothers and sisters. I only had two sisters and I was the middle child. She had a big, gray pitbull. I've always wanted a dog but I am allergic to most. I'm allergic to cats too but I've always wanted a dog. Either way, it didn't matter. I would see her today. Maybe she would accept my apology, but maybe she wouldn't. I've been doing it more lately. It was already November 10, we had no school tomorrow . My cuts were mostly all over my wrists and I've been more angry with myself today. I was angry at everything but the only thing I could do was harm myself, it was a way to take out all my anger. I thought about it throughout most of fourth period. I couldn't take this shit anymore. I had to see her, right now, it hurt like hell. I can't explain it but I wanted to be with her everyday, all the time.
"Demetria do you know the answer?"
I looked up confused.
"What class are we in?"
Everyone laughed but I don't know what was so funny, I seriously forgot.
"Español.. And if you aren't going to pay attention you might as well leave."
I smiled to myself but didn't mean to show it. I slowly got up and walked out. I could hear the laughter as I left. I walked out the front door while everyone stared at me in disbelief.
"Omg isn't she that shy girl?"
"Wow Paige is influencing her badly."
"I can't believe she'd do that!"
I didn't care though, I just needed Paige right now. I felt good, it felt great to be bad. Paige didn't influence me badly at all, if anything she has helped me feel good about myself. I've been missing her so badly. Everything about her was so perfect. I ran to her house realizing so many things. I think I loved her... No I love her. I stopped in the middle of the road with those words in my mouth. I can't believe it. But she probably wouldn't love me back. That's what always happened.  Love never turned out good for me, never never.
"DEMI!" a familiar voice yelled from behind.
BEEP BEEP.
A car came in view and hit my side. The compact glided me to almost the whole other side. I tried to get up but the impact caused my head to hurt and my arms to lose their balance. I felt arms wrapped around me.
"HELP! PLEASE HELP!" She started crying as I closed my eyes.
"Demi, please don't..."
I didn't hear anything more, my eyes fluttered but the last thing I saw was blue hair.
                    
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                      {Paige's POV}
I cried as I held her close to me.
"Demi.." She was so beautiful, I've always wanted to see her sleeping next to me but never like this. I closed my eyes and intertwined her fingers with mine until I remembered that it couldn't be like this. She deserved better and I didn't deserve someone as  amazing as her. I let go quickly and looked behind. The guy from the car looked fine, he just hurt his arm.
"Don't worry I already called 911. They'll be here in a while." He didn't answer, he just looked down. Demi looked like she got hit, not that hard but not that softly. Her forehead was bleeding, I softly got the hair out of the way and put it behind her ears so they wouldn't get blood on them. More tears fell to the ground. This wasn't enough to kill her, I don't think.. Hopefully not. She was the reason I wanted to go to school. I just haven't gone because I couldn't face to see her. Her cuts. Was it my fault she did that to herself? I looked at her wrist and held back my gasp. Her sweater was filled with blood too, but not from the accident, only from her cuts. They were fresh. I hope it wasn't because of me. I held her close and cried until the ambulance came. They asked me so many questions but I couldn't process anything. I've been seeing Demi from a distance when she was coming. I was going to keep quiet and hide from her but then she stopped out of nowhere smiling at herself. A car came and I couldn't hold in my screams or my tears. I followed the ambulance. I was coming back from the store to buy my mom some healthy shit for the baby, which by the way it was her second month. When I saw Demi get hit I dropped everything and ran. Hopefully my parents didn't care. Actually, I don't  care. Demi is too important to me. They didn't let me ride in the ambulance so I ran after it. I couldn't lose Demi. I can't believe I tried to ignore the feelings I had for her. She's amazing, beautiful and she's the only one capable of making me smile. I think I'm in love.
I cried while running towards the ambulance. I am broken, I'm not strong anymore. My mascara was running but the thing was... Demi was worth becoming weak for.
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I waited and waited at the hospital. My phone had died and my parents hadn't   called at all so I didn't call them. Yes I was mad. My parents kept secrets from me and so did Demi. Why hadn't she told me? Why was she looking for me? Why wasn't it I that got hit and not her? She didn't deserve any of this.
"Are you family or a friend of Demetria Lovato?" A perky nurse asked. I looked at and she looked startled to see me in such 'horrible' conditions.
"Demi. And yes." I wish I was more than a friend though. Was I even her friend?
"Right this way mam."
I followed her into a pale room. Demi laid in the middle. I ran to her and kissed her forehead remembering that night on Halloween.
"Girlfriend?.." The nurse seemed displeased and in fact, disgusted.
"Yes.. Have a problem?" She shot her eyes downward and shook her head, then left. Fucking stupid people. I held Demi's hand through the night and morning remembering everything amazing about her, so basically everything. My hair was a mess and so was my makeup but Demi was worth more than it or me. It was 2 a.m and I still had my hand around Demi's. I swear I felt her hand tighten around mine, or maybe I was going insane. Demi had that affect on me. I kissed her lips and smiled. The most perfect human being ever to exist. I sat on the couch and although it was uncomfortable, I fell asleep.