She Told Me Not to Worry (SEQUEL to He Told Me Not to Tell) COMPLETE

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Demi's POV

"Demi? Demi," Nick repeated, snapping me out of my daze.

"Hmm?" I asked once her got my attention. He had come over again, and we were watching TV together after Kenzie went to bed. I haven't been able to focus on anything besides my worries about my daughter. I couldn't get her off of my mind.

"What's up?" He asked, Turing off the TV so our full attention was on each other.

I sighed. "I don't know," I said while throwing my hands in the air. "I just don't know what to do. I don't know what else I can do. I don't know how to he what Kenzie needs," I ranted.

Nick took my hands in his. "Shhhh, listen. You're her Mom, and that is what she needs."

"No, Nick, you don't understand. I've been trying and trying, doing whatever I can think of, but she's not getting better."

"Of course she is. You can't see it because it's a slow process. But, Demi, you're helping her tremendously."

"How do you know?" I challenged. I was looking straight into his eyes. I could tell he was searching his brain for an explication, but he never answered. He just sighed and leaned back into the couch. "You see? How am I supposed to know that I'm enough for Kenzie? Nick, what if I don't had what it takes to help her?"

"I think you do have what it takes."

"But what if I don't?" I asked again. "And what if all of this is my fault."

"It's not."

"But what if it is? What if this is because I didn't remind her enough of how much I loved her? What if I did something wrong while raising her, making her doubt her worth? Her beauty? What if I was never enough?" By now, I was almost in histerics. Tears were welling up in my eyes, and it took everything in me to not break down.

"Stop saying that," he told me. "Demi, listen. You are the best mother I have ever known. I'm sure that what Kenzie is going through has a lot to do with what happened when she was younger. This isn't your fault," he explained.

I didn't know what to believe. Yes, he's probably right. This does probably have something to do with Kenzie's past. But that still doesn't take the blame off of me. I was supposed to be everything she needed. I was supposed to make it all better.

"Believe me, you are enough. And you will help Kenzie with whatever she needs. And I'm going to be her the entire time."

I was so lucky to have Nick in my life. I know we've had our share fair of issues, but he's still has never left. He's been there for me in my hardest times, and now he's here for Kenzie. She's lucky to have a supporter like him. And I'm so happy he's willing to help. I can't do this on my own.

"It's late, I should be going," Nick said, reaching for his phone and keys. "Are you alright?"

I nodded, wiping my eyes. "Thanks, Nick."

"Just call me. Whenever either of you need me, I'm just a phone call away. I'll be here."

I nodded again and walked with him to the door. He gave me a final hug and a kids on the forehead. I looked up at him, and our eyes locked together. We stood there awhile, just staring at each other. I took in every feature of his face, and for a split second, I knew there was nothing to worry about. It seemed like our faces started getting closer together, and my heart started to race, but in a good way.

Suddenly, I turned my face. I don't know why, but I just couldn't do it.

He tried to act like nothing had happened, but I could tell he was a little hurt. "Alright, bye."

"Nick, wait. I'm sorry. It's just we have such a good friendship, I don't want to mess anything up."

"Hey, it's fine. I understand," he told me. "I'll see you later."

"Alright, bye."

He stepped out the door and turned around. "And remember: just call me." I nodded and watched him walk to his car. Once he was gone, I closed the door and locked it, then headed up to my room.

I almost regretted how this night ended, but Kenzie needs him now more than ever. I'm not going to get us in a situation that will cause issues. I don't want to lose Nick.

Aahhhh I'm not good a writing romance! Lol I've never been in a relationship, so I have no idea how it feels. Yes, I'm a loser and have never dated, but that's only because no one I've actually liked has shown any interest in me. Besides, less relationships cause less problems, right?

Anyways, as usual thank you for your reads, votes, and comments.

P.S. Thank you for your opinions on what you think this stomach thing is. Truthfully, I'm too scared to go to the doctors because I don't want there to actually be something wrong with me. I don't want to tell my parents because they will definitely make me go to the doctors. Going to the doctors is NOT cheap. I don't want to waste their money and end up not finding anything wrong. I think I'm just going to wait this out, and if it gets worse or the pain increases, then I'll say something.