Just a small filler...
One of my fav songs ever on the side. Listen to it..
It kind fits the chapter. So sad :(
Demi P.O.V.
‘Skylar, open up! You gotta hear this!’ I yelled as I practically abused her front door. With a shocked face she opened the door, her eyes still red and puffy from the crying. ‘What’s going on, Demi?’ she asked me as she rubbed in her eyes. I pushed her inside, closed the door behind me and sat her down on the couch. ‘You ready to hear this?’ I asked her, excitedly. ‘I guess so…’ she said, lifting her shoulders. ‘I… arranged 3 tickets for the One Direction gig!’ I yelled. It took her a while to understand, but then her eyes opened wide as she stared at me in awe. ‘Are you kidding me?! Really?!’ she yelled, jumping up. ‘Yeah!’ She jumped on top of me, making me tumble down on the couch as she hugged me tightly. ‘You better not be shitting me or I’ll kill you!’ she yelled. ‘No, I’m not kidding.’ ‘Omg, thank you, thank you, thank you!’ She hugged me even tighter, making it hard for me to breath. I could feel tears falling down on my face before she got up and started running around the house, while still screaming. Then she stopped in her tracks and her mouth opened wide. ‘Oh. My. God. I’m going to see them live. I’m going to see them in real life. Not on the screen… but in real life. The same building. Breathing the same air as them…’ she started to cry and hyperventilate. ‘Woah, calm down baby,’ I said grinning, while rubbing her back as I pulled her back onto the couch. ‘Now breathe, you don’t wanna die before you can actually see them, do you?’ I smirked.
Still laughing because of Skylar’s reaction, I opened the front door to my own apartment. Skylar was soooo happy and that made me happy. I saw Daniel sitting on the couch, alone. Thank God, Kevin’s gone. ‘Where were you?’ he asked, not even looking up at me, just creepily staring into the distance. I took off my jacket and gave him a questioning look. ‘Eh, like I told you? I was going to pick up Angie at Niall? I already dropped her off, but apparently you didn’t notice when I said I would drop by Skylar as well?’ ‘Well, you were gone a long time, eh?’ ‘What?’ ‘You were gone for at least an hour and a half, picking up Angie would only take a minute. What did you do?! I bet Niall didn’t mind!’ His face was written in anger. What was his problem? Would he think I would cheat on him?! ‘What?! You don’t trust me?!’ ‘No, I just don’t want you hanging out with them any more Demi. It’s not you I don’t trust, it’s them I don’t trust.’ Tears were threatening to spill. What was wrong with him. I looked around the room and saw an empty bottle of whiskey. Wow, he was drunk. Again… ‘You don’t make any sense Daniel! You’re fucking crazy!’ I yelled, before covering my mouth. Shit, I didn’t mean to say that! ‘Fucking crazy, eh?! I’ll show you fucking crazy!’ He yelled as he got up. Before I could dodge him, his fist hit me square in the face. I tumbled down against the wall, where he would kick me in my stomach repeatedly. I covered my face and took in all the kicks in my stomach, while I silently cried. Is this how it all has to end?
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I opened my eyes and looked around the room. No Daniel. I released the breath, I now notice I was holding, and carefully got up. My entire body was sore. I limbed my way into the bathroom and looked in the full-length mirror. My lip is busted and had dry blood all over it, just like my nose, but the rest of my face seemed fine. I pulled on some sweatpants and a loose tanktop, before I limbed my way into the kitchen to prepare myself some breakfast. My phone rang and I quickly got it. ‘Hello?’ I asked as I swallowed. ‘Hey, it’s me,’ my foster mom answered. Fuck! ‘How’s everything over there?’ ‘It’s great, I already have a lot of new friends. My grades are pretty good too. How are you two?’ I asked quickly. ‘A lot better actually! James got a promotion at work!’ she said. James, my foster dad, has been working so hard for a promotion, so I’m glad he finally got it. ‘Wow, that’s great!’ I said smiling. Even though I had a lot of fights with them, I still want them to be happy. ‘But, I actually got some homework to do…’ I said, really wanting to cut it off, I still don’t feel comfortable about lying. ‘Stop cutting me off!’ she said, irritated. I sighed. ‘sorry…’ ‘So, what I wanted to say is; your dad keeps on calling us. He keeps telling us how bad he wants to see you...’ my breath hitched in the back of my throat. ‘Shit… I- I don’t know if I want to…’ ‘It’s all up to you, honey. Contact him whenever you want to.’ I shook my head, already knowing she wouldn’t see it. ‘Thanks for the warning.’ ‘No problem honey. Go make your homework! We love you!’ ‘I love you too. Give James a kiss and tell him I am proud of him!’ I hung up shortly after that and sighed. How long should I go on like this?!
