Ellie's POV
Demi wouldn't be the reason I am in this condition, she has hit me before but she would never do this. Although she does hate me so who knows what she is potentially capable of.
I can't find the power to pull myself onto my feet and ask Demi what happened, then again she will be coming in here soon to remind me that I have to eat my breakfast. She might even know who the hell done this to me.
I reach for my TV remote because I am growing bored just so I can have a form of entertainment. When I turned on the TV the first thing that came on was CSI: Miami, I didn't mind this because I love to help try to figure out the criminals and watch the characters progress through the episodes.
Demi walked into my room, what I expected was her to moan at me for not having breakfast yet, but she actually looks like she wants to murder me. What the hell did I do wrong?
"Oh so I see you have recovered from last nights episodes then?" She said sounding snarky.
"I seriously don't know what you are talking about Demi?" I told her honestly.
"Oh so you don't remember how you have taken my boyfriend away from me and how I paid you back for what you done." I honestly can't recall any of this happening but apparently it did happen because she sounds so truthful.
"How have I taken your boyfriend away from you Demi I haven't even spoken to him. Also I have only met him once so I can't have taken him away when I refused to talk to him." I told her, by the look on her face she looked confused and angry.
"What the HELL do you mean you have only spoken to him once! You two keep on having private conversations with each other!" She was practically yelling at me to the point that I was on the verge of tears.
"I don't know what you're talking about Demi, I swear. All I know is that I have just moved in with you even though I don't see the point." when I looked up at her, her entire face fell as if she had been told the worst news in the world. Is that just because I told her I'm not thrilled with the idea of living with her.
"Y...You don't remember?" her voice was so delicate and she sounded so guilty, I have no idea why though.
"Remember what Demi?" I asked, she was really beginning to frustrate me.
"Oh my god." she stated her voice sounded like it was going to break any minute now.
"Demi what is wrong? Did I do something bad?" I was really starting to panic now and my breathing was beginning become difficult to get under control.
"You didn't do anything wrong Ellie, it was me." Now I am really confused. She looked at me and noticed my breathing was uneven, this resulted in her running over to me to make sure I calm down.
"Ellie breathe. Focus on my breathing and try to match it to yours." She was doing everything she could to comfort me.Her comforting me only made me freak out more because one minute she is shouting at me accusing me of doing things I never would imagine doing to her and now she is being nice and caring. It is almost as if she is trying to get inside my head and torture me from the inside till I can't take it anymore and go completely insane.
Once my breathing got back to normal Demi pulled herself up off the floor and rushed out of the room. Great now she's going to hate me even more than she already does.
Demi's POVOnce I helped Ellie even her breathing out I had no other choice but to leave the room. I can't believe I have caused my sister to have memory lose. Although she did deserve it, it was her own fault, maybe it will teach her not to steal other peoples boyfriends.
I walked into my room and threw my body onto the king-sized bed in front of me. I was getting so trapped in my thoughts it was beginning to get dangerous, I really wish Wilmer was her, he would know what to do.
But then again what reason would he have to come back here, I practically told him to never talk to Ellie again because I got jealous of how close they got in such little time.
Maybe Ellie's story about why she doesn't like men was actually a lie so I would bring her in which would give her the perfect opportunity to take Wilmer away from me. How sick in the head is she, to come up with a story like that just to prevent me from being with Wilmer.
My thoughts were starting to race and over power each other to try and get me to listen, which may I add was working very well. My anger was beginning to get the better of me again and before I knew it I was making my way back to Ellie's room.
I slammed the door open with so much aggression it made her jump back from where she was sitting and I could no longer control myself. I started throwing punches into her stomach and sometimes hitting her face. As much as I wanted to stop I couldn't.
Ellie was virtually screaming in agony but I still couldn't stop myself.
Ellie's POV
I was sitting on my bed thinking about everything that Demi had said to me and then my door smashed open making me jump. I looked up to see an angry Demi but before I could ask her what was the matter she started punching me with so much force.
Even when I was screaming because my body couldn't handle the pain she still wouldn't stop. Then out of no where she stopped what she was doing and pulled the anger on her face was replaced with an evil grin that would make anybody shake in their shoes.
I thought that it would be a good idea to slowly back away from her as much as it hurt but I needed to escape, but it made things much worse. She grabbed my wrist so tight making me wince in pain because of the fresh cuts on my arms, I think she may be making them bleed with the amount of force that she is putting on them right now.
While she was still holding onto my wrist, she dragged me out of the room and she made her way downstairs. Demi or should I say the Devil was really starting to scare me. I kept on thinking of ways to escape her grip and where I could possibly hide, but then I remembered the amount of force being applied to my wrist.
When we got into the kitchen she stopped in her footsteps and released my arm, I knew that gave me an easy get away but she would catch me just as quickly, so I just stood in the spot that she left me in frozen.
She walked to the windows and closed the curtains and then she proceeded to lock all of the doors.
"So you want to be treated like an adult, I'll show you exactly what it is like." She said with so much aggression.
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