CHAPTER
Nicko's POV
I'm worried about Demi. It's been a week since the incident with Wilmer happened, and she hasn't said anything about it. Whenever i try and bring it up she just smiles and changes the subject. I don't even know how i didn't kill him. Everytime i think of that bastard every ounce of muscle in my body wants to rip him limb from limb... But i know Demi still feels for him, No matter how crazy it sounds I know she does. She needs to heal from everything he did to her. I don't know the details and to be honest i dont know if i want to. I walked into the kitchen and Demi was sitting on the couch looking into the fireplace. I watched her for about ten minutes and she just sat there staring. "Demi" I said softly. No answer. More staring. I walked over and took her hands. "Demi" "Whaa-" She looked up as if she had been in a trance. "You wanna go somewhere?" She looked at me. "What do you mean?" I smiled as i realized where we are going to go. "Surprise." "Nickoooooo" She whined at me, almost sounding like her old self. "Nope, pack your bags. It's gonna be cold though." She winkled her nose. "How cold?" "Just pack warmly." I got up and walked away to arrange the calls.
Demi's POV
Nicko is dragging me somewhere cold. At least I can bundle up in thick clothes that way no one knows how fat I'm getting. Wilmer's right. I'm worthless. How stupid was I to even think that Nicko would like me. He's doing this for pity. No guy will ever love me. I have way too much baggage. Well, I have to go pack. ...I wonder where he's taking me. I hear him talking on the phone and just has I reach the door to eavesdrop Nicko opens the door. I look up with guilt written all over my face and he smirks. "You know, that's not very polite." "Yeah well neither is kidnapping me and taking me somewhere that's fucking COLD." He started laughing at me then. I just stared at him while he sat there and laughed hysterically. After a couple of minutes, he stopped and wiped his eyes then sat there smiling like a freaking goofball. "Your such a dofus." I said laughing and smacked his forehead then walked back to the bedroom to pack. Nicko went with me to get some of my things a couple days ago. Ever since the... incident, Nicko had become increasingly protective of me. I don't get why. Im worth nothing, Im a fat ugly slut just like Wilmer said. Everyone knows it. Why are they all lying to me? Getting out my suitcase i came across a pair of Micky Mouse ears. Tears flowed down my face. My date with wilmer after the first time he hit me was rushing through my mind. I sat on th bed and cried. Soon the tears turned to sobs and the sobs turned to wails. I heard the running of feet and knew that Nicko was running to me. I could always count on that man. I felt the bed sink next to me as he pulled me into one of his famous Nicko hugs. I held on like a lifeline. Nicko started to rub my back soothingly. "S-s-sing to m-me" I stuttered out inbetween sobs.
Nicko's POV
I heard sobbing coming from the bedroom and the next instant i was running towards it. As I entered the room I slowed to a walk and saw Demi laying on the bed clutching Micky Mouse ears and crying. Without saying a word I laid next to her and pulled her into the biggest hug i could give. She curled up into my side, sobs racked her body. "S-s-sing to m-me?" I stammered out. I kissed her forehead and began to sing little things to her.
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind it was, meant to be
And I'm joinin' up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
But I'll love them endlessly
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs
The dimples in your back and the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly.
I won't let these little things slip, out of my mouth
But if I do, It's you.
Oh, it's you, they add up to.
I'm in love with you, and all your little things.
I trailed off when i realized that Demi's breathing had leveled out and she had fallen asleep. All i could do was stare at her. I couldn't bear to move her... She looked so peaceful and innocent. There was no trace of the sadness and the pain that she had been through. All that was left was two large bruises that wrapped around her throat. A reminder of that day until they healed. I looked down at Demi again. So beautiful, I hoped she knew that. And that one day I would tell her the way I felt.
