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Demi's pov

Wilmer breaks up our little bonding moment by speaking up.

"I love you both so much!" He says squeezing both of us.

Even after all these years I still love Wilmer. This feels right and I don't think it should. At this point I don't know anymore. I'll let it all play out.

I wish I was able to forgive Wilmer sooner so our family could be together. But would we even be together? I wonder where we would be now. Maybe there's still a chance. I don't know if I'm ready for that yet. I wish I wasn't so iffy and could make a decision. I guess I should wait. Now's probably not a good time to make a decision. And one as important as this.

We're all laying on one couch that I think is only meant for two but I don't care. We all stay silent for a few moments but it's a comfortable silence.

"Wilmer, you can continue." I say embarrassed because I stopped the conversation with my crying. Man, I've gotta stop crying so often. Oh well, who cares if I look like a hot mess. That's my thing.

"Oh" he says.

One night when I wasn't thinking straight I went out. I didn't get drunk or anything I knew Wilmer was at a club so I tracked him down. I drove there to look for Wilmer. My mom was babysitting Maya for me at my house as I went out.

I just sat at the bar waiting for Wilmer to show up. I turned off my phone when I heard it ring. I guess I kinda looked lonely so some guy bought me a drink. I politely declined. We spent the whole night talking and at around two in the morning is when I decided it was time to go home. I guessed that Wilmer was at a different bar. 

As I got in the car paparazzi hounded me. The guy from the bar followed me out when he saw me get surrounded by cameras. The cameras eventually went away as I found my car. Before I knew it this random stranger was opening the door for me. 

Even though Wilmer's betrayed me I'm not going to do the same. I just smiled and walked a little faster to my door. He leaned for a kiss just skimming my jacket. He had a sudden change in look when he realized I turned away on purpose.

"You little... Nobody turns away from my love!" He said furiously. I got scared and tried and get my body in the car. But before I knew it his lips were on mine, my body pressed towards my car and him leaning so close to my body, that he was touching the car. 

He let go and walked away.

"Ha.. Wasn't that fun, love." I cringed as he said that.

"You ran away from home, you left your husband and this happens. This was your fault this you caused it. I was merely here to play it out if it hadn't been me it would have sure been someone else." He smirked.

Scared out of my pants I raced home as fast as I can in my car. I just wanted to shower all night and sleep all day the next day. 

Once I had reached my home I opened the door to something I wasn't expecting, Wilmer. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

He holds up his phone. Expressionless. 

"Who is this?" He asked, pain evident in his voice.

I didn't answer there's a brief silence.

"Demi. Answer the question I am asking you!" He spoke louder with a boom in his voice.

I couldn't speak. I didn't even want to think about what happened yet alone explain it to someone who hardly cared about me.

I think I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. 

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