Hello, From the Other Side

Chapter 14

Joe

The doorbell rang and I opened it eagerly. It was finally demi in the flesh. She had on a long cardigan, a top that said the only coke I do is diet, and high waisted jean shorts with high black heels that made her almost able to reach me.

"Baby!" she said jumping into my arms. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist causing her heels to fall off of her feet. "Ugh those are Gucci but I don't even care I just missed you!" she said.

I don't think I've ever been so happy to see a human being in my entire life.  "You wanna grab some grub? I bet you're hungry after that flight," I said to her. She nodded. "Yeah let me grab a shower and change then we can go," he said pushing her suit case inside as I closed the door.

"Where are we going? Nice or not so nice?" she asked me. "What are you in the mood for?" I asked her. "Chinese," she said with a grin on her face. "Okay, I'll take you to this awesome place I know a few blocks away," I told her.

She nodded and grabbed a pair of navy blue sweat pants, a black tank top, and a black cardigan. I don't even care, I think she's still beautiful with sweats and no makeup.

I took a seat on the couch as I heard the water start. I turned on the TV to watch the Giants game. I figured demi will be a while and I could get a few innings of the game in.

After a few minutes there was another knock on the door. This was unusual for someone to just be knocking on my door at 11 o' clock at night.

I got up and opened the door. "Barb?" I asked confused. Why was she here? "If you're looking for demi-" she put a hand over my lips. "Sweetie I'm not," she said. Sweetie?

She pushed me over and onto the couch and started to unbutton her shirt. I heard the water stop. "DEMI!" I tried yelling. Barb tried kissing me and I pushed her away.

Demi

I put on my sweats and tank top and walked out. "Did you yell for m-" I stopped. Barb had her shirt unbuttoned, and was literally sitting in my boyfiend. "What the hell?" I asked.

Barb leaned into him. He shoved her face out of his way. "See demi, he doesn't love you. You need to drop him," she insisted. I opened Joe's front door and grabbed her by the wrist. "You're fired," I told her.

"You can't fire me! I made you!" she yelled. "No, I made me. You just put my foot in the door. I had to work, but I'm done with all that now. You're fired," I told her as I shoved her out the door and turned the dead bolt.

Joe grinned at me. "I'm proud of you," he said. He half smiled at him. He could tell the situation bothered me so he grabbed his jacket and keys. "Are you ready?" he asked me.

I grabbed my black cardigan and slipped on a pair of flip flops and grabbed my black purse. "Lets go," I said.

We arrived at a small place called Grand Sichuan on 7th Avenue South. It looked like a small building, there was no other customers but me. I wasn't too mad about it though, the last thing I wanted to do was have to deal with paparazzi.

It was calm and peaceful. We were just sitting and enjoying our meal while I wore my sweats until midnight we fit left. We took some more food to go and when we got out it had appeared as if somebody had snitched.

3 photographers, flashing cameras everywhere. "Hey, can I just please get to my car?" I asked the paparazzi. "Yes, of course. Why did you punch your manager?" he asked. "I didn't," I defended myself.

"Why is Barb fired?" the second one asked. "No comment," I said. Joe finally took my hand. "Okay guys, give her some room," he said as we walked to the car.

"Man, these people are crazy," joe told me. I nodded. "Trust me. I know," I told him. He honked the horn warning them all to move as he started up the car.

We drove away followed by lots of vans to the apartment. Oh boy..