Partners In Crime (lesbian Demi Fanfic)

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{Paige's POV}
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
I stared at her and answered, "um, what do you mean?"
"Paige.. We're almost gonna graduate, its January 20. WE GRADUATE IN MAY, PAIGE."
I stared at her. Well fuck I haven't thought about that... Okay I have but I didn't really want anyone to know.
"Um.. I kinda want to be a psychologist. I just, I'm not smart enough, not good enough. I don't know."
"Paige don't say that baby girl, you are enough, better than enough." I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Everyday I fell more in love with this girl.
"How about you Demz?"
She stared at the ceiling for a while and then looked down. Finally she met my gaze.
"Um I wanted to be a singer.."
"Wanted.?" I asked.
"I just, I can't." She looked down again. I held her.
"Demi, you probably didn't think you could stop hurting yourself and look at you now. Your scars are so beautiful but you do not need any more. I didn't think I could fall in love and look at me now, I mean I'm stuck with such an amazing, beautiful, just the perfect girl." She looked up at me and smiled, I kissed her and smiled back.
" I love you Demi, I believe in you."
"I love you too Paige." We kissed some more. Suddenly, I felt the urge to crawl next to her, and so I did. I held her and she held me. Together we fit like two pieces of a broken heart. Suddenly my eyelids closed and I fell asleep.
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I awoke to the smell of beer and sausage in the morning. We have been staying at demi's house and today we were going to look for a job. We needed an apartment to ourselves... I mean for many reasons. Soon Demi and I would start our own loves... maybe even get married.
"Hey babe." Demi kissed my forehead and smiled wide.
"Um did you just win a million dollar lottery?" I asked and she laughed.
"Oh Paige, being with you everyday is like winning over and over again."
I couldn't help it, I blushed. It was weird, I love her and she loves me but she still makes me blush everyday.
"Well I feel like a winner having you." I kissed her and then headed to the bathroom. While I brushed my teeth I asked,
"So should we work at target or Walmart?"
"I say... We flip a coin." I rinsed my mouth and laughed. I got a coin.
"Heads is target and tails is Walmart." I flipped the coin and it landed on heads. Demi smiled, that beautiful smile.
"Target it is." I changed into my typical clothes and looked into the mirror. My black jeans, white shirt, blue hair, and choker.
"Um, Paige, I think we have to wear something more... Casual?" Demi was wearing some fancy jeans and a blue shirt.
"Okay okay.." I looked in her closet and chose out a black shirt and kept my black jeans. I left my choker and tied my hair back.
"Good? Not too grunge?" She winked at me and I flipped my hair. She drove us to target to get registered.
"Thank you ladies. We'll call you next week to let you know. By the way, do you both have to work together." I was about to answer but Demi did,
"No sir. It'll be just fine." I stared at her but she just smiled to him.
"Alright, thank you." As we left I asked her, "why the fuck..."
"Things won't always turn out like you want them Paige. If I don't get it, I can get another job." She looked at her shoes while she kept walking.
"Demi, why are you insecure? I hate seeing you like this.."
"Then maybe you should leave."
I stopped and gasped. The surprise didn't let me answer. She kept going, I couldn't even see her face.
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After all we've been through, this is how we end? Why the fuck did I believe in love in the first place? This is my fault. I cried and cried, I cried so much it felt like my energy got drained. I didn't know where to sleep so I went to a party. I didn't even know what was happening. I just kept drinking and drinking. I just needed alcohol, to forget. I did everything anyone offered. Then a blonde girl came up to me,
" I saw you dancing, you'd look better if I was by your side." Her friends in the back laughed. I didn't even know why, but i kissed her and lead her to a pink room. I started at her figure, which couldn't compare to Demi's. Her fake boobs weren't even as big as Demi's and her ass was flat. Her blonde hair was dyed and her eyebrows hadn't been done in a while but she had big blue eyes and big luscious lips. She wore too much make up though. She stripper off her clothes and laid on top of me, I couldn't help but think of Demi. I reached out for more vodka and took a shot. My head was spinning and suddenly, my clothes were off too. We kissed and scissored, she turned me on but only because I was thinking of demi. Oh Demi, her beautiful freckles. The way her hair falls into place and how curvy she is.
"You enjoy that?" The girl flicked her tongue in and looked over at me.
I moaned in response, "Demi..."
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Keep going."
By the time we were done it was already morning.
"Does this mean we're a thing?" She licked her lips and I answered,
"um.." I felt sorta bad, what the fuck happened to my heartless me?
"I suppose." She smiled and kissed me but I didn't feel a thing. A lot of people were on the floor and in the tub. We slid the people out of the tub and got in to take a shower. The girl massaged my breasts and looked over at me,
"Am I doing it right?"
"Mm. Yeah.." I wonder if this girl is barely going lesbian or if she's still on drugs. But she did have a way with her hands. When we were done I went to the mall and the girl followed.
"What's your name anyway?" I asked.
"Lilly. Yours?"
"Paige."
"Love it babe." She giggled and held my hand. What the fuckkk.
{Demi's POV}
I watched behind a cart and couldn't stop staring. Paige was holding hands with a blonde babe. I looked down at all my fat and my scars, which were fading. I was losing her, no I lost her. She was fading just like my scars. I could bring one of them back though, and I will. Maybe I should be more like her. She was very skinny and I was so fat. Maybe Paige didn't love me after all, was it all fake? I ran into the bathroom. The disgusting smell hit my nose but I didn't care. I sat in the stalls and cried.
"Um are you okay?" A young girl peeked under the stalls. She looked around 14.
"Come out." She smiled. I opened the door and she looked up at me.
"You're beautiful, I hope you know."
I looked down, no no nope.
"My names Jasmine. You don't talk much huh?" She giggled.
"Well um no?" She grabbed me by the hands and looked at my wrists.
"You're doing well, I wouldn't want you to destroy that for a boy... Or a girl. And you're already skinny. Don't hurt yourself." She smiled. She had dark brown curls and light brown skin. She had a few freckles on her cheeks and her smile was perfect.
"Thanks, but... I -" I looked up and she was gone. She did make me feel better about myself though, and she was right. On the floor where she was, there was a bracelet with charms that said stay strong. I placed it on my wrist and smiled to myself, then walked out the bathroom..
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The fresh wind hit my face and I realized how alone I really was. Paige would always mean something to me, even if she didn't care about me anymore. I know we were something that, we had to. We fit together right, like two pieces of a broken heart. Without her I feel like my other half is missing and I think to myself, is there even a point of living anymore.?