The guy down the street

Chapter 13: Barbies

As we arrived at the girls scout house, we see Demi standing alone. There were girls beside her looking at her and giggling. She sees us and joy covered her face. As she started to come over the group of girls moved in front of her.

"What the hell" Dimitri said "what's going on"

"Stay here" I said as I got out of the car.

I was nearing the group and I could hear what they were saying.

"Why don't you just drop out cause everyone knows we're better and we will sell more cookies than you anyway"

"Yeah, who would buy from an ugly girl like you"

I looked at Demi. She was curled up in a ball on the ground crying. When she looked up at me I could see the pain in her eyes, I could feel the sadness radiating off of her body, it were as she wanted to die. I pushed past the girls knocking some down. I bent down to Demi picking her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist as she wept into my shoulder.

I looked at the girls anger in my eyes "how dare you bully someone, how dare you. what in your right mind would give you the nerve to bully a fucking little girl. what is wrong with you. I will be informing your Girl Scout leaders and your parents" I scowled. As I was walking out of the group I couldn't help but notice the leader of the group of girls. Blonde curls, blue eyes, lip gloss. Becca Hollister's sister, Brittany. It's really gross how much they look alike. I walked to the truck and put Demi in the back seat before I closed the door I whispered in her ear. she looked at me and smiled. I closed the door and got in the front seat.

"What happened" asked Dimitri with anger in his voice "why was she crying" "who's ass do I need to beat"

"Well if your really want to know, we need a body bag, duct tape, and a dessert" I said.

"We hate them that much, who is it" he asked

I hesitated before I told him "Beccas little sister"

"Please don't do that it will only make them more mean to me" Demi pleaded

"Demi, are they are bullying you" said Dimitri concern in his voice.

"Yes...I know but I just want to....handle this on my own"

"Demi I don't-"

"Dimitri I swear if you don't let me do it so help me I will have a fucking bf"

"Ohh, she gonna have a bf and not just a bf a fucking" I giggled

"What the hell is a fucking bf" he asked

"Don't tell him, he will have to figure it out himself" I whispered as Demi laughed.

"Ok fine whatever ill get it out of one of you" he said sternly.

When we got to their house,Demi grabbed my hand and rushed inside, leaving Dimitri standing there in hard thought. We went upstairs to her bedroom and she pulled out her barbies.

"All my barbies have names and favorite things I like about them" she said holding on to a pink and purple miniature cupboard. As she opened it I was amazed by how many barbies there were. some with black and brown, some with red and blonde. "This is missy, I like her figure" she picked up another one with long dark hair, "this is Nikky, named after you, I like her hair". I smiled. Finished introducing me to her barbies and then played with her Barbie dream house.

The Barbies were playing soccer with an orbi. Miranda (controlled by Demi) had kicked it under the bed. As I reached my hand under her bed to get it I touched something, it felt like plastic. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out. To my astonishment it was a Barbie. She had black hair with a brownish red tint to it, but the hair was uneven and looked to be cut in different lengths and needed to be brushed. Her eyes were colored over with black sharpie but had clearly carved words into them that said fake. Her legs had little black marks on them that made it look like it had realistic hair. Last but not least were the arms, their was little tiny cuts where her wrists are. They were colored in with red. I looked at her and she was staring at me.

"What is this Demi" I asked concerned. She stared the ground with no reply. "Demi is this doll you". she nodded in reply. "why does it look mangled and have cuts carved in the plastic.

"Because I that's what I want to do to myself, that's how I feel I look"

"Demi you are eight years old don't think about that stuff it's bad

"I know, I saw My sister Danielle do it I watched her as she layed there staring at me, I saw the cuts on her arms and legs, I saw the life drain out of her eyes, I watched her die knowing there was no chance of life" she cried "I held her hand as she whispered don't let it happen to you, I didn't know what she was talking about, and now here I am going through what she did, after the funeral Dimitri started cutting himself. I have to live with these memories forever, for the rest of my life."

I was stunned. I did not know they lost Danielle to suicide. I thought it was a tumor of the heart. I watched Demi as she cried. I now understood why she seamed so scarred. Why she always seemed skittish when Dimitri wore short sleeves.

"Demi, I know how your feeling, after my mom died I felt like she abandoned me and I was bullied. I cut myself, a lot but I learned to get over it. I fought back that voice in my head and restarted my life on rockbottom. I also don't want you to go through what Danielle went through. I don't want you to make a permanent solution for a temporary problem."

"I don't want to do that either but that stuff gets to me"

"Fight"I commanded. I got up and pulled back her covers on her bed. "sleep always helped me get happy when I didn't want to be sad i want you to sleep."

"Ok maybe it will make me happy" she said as she climbed in bed. As I started to walk out the door Demi called me. "Nikky"

"Yes" I said turning around

"Thanks for talking to me about this I'm kind of glad you found the doll now"

"Your welcome" I said closing the door.

I went to the other side of the hallway to Dimitri's room. There he was on his bed listening to music. I walked around to the other side of the bed and layed down next to him. He didn't seem to notice I was there until I had layed down. He took out his headphones and looked at me.

"Get tired of playing barbies?" he asked

"No she went bed she seemed tired"

"Oh, well, what do you want to do"

"Umm, let's see"

"See what" he asked

"Ugg not like that"

"Like what" he asked

"Fuck!!"

"Already ahead of you" he said taking off his shirt and starting to unbuckle his belt.

"Wow Dimitri, really? your sisters here, she will here us"

"Don't moan so loud" he said trying to take off my shirt.

"Wow"

He had gabbed both of my hands and was on top of me. He leaned down and next thing you know our lips are glued together. I was finally able to loosen his grip on my hands. I pushed him away and turned around so my back could face him.

"What? too early?" He asked

I got up, went to my bag, and pulled out a strawberry flavored condom.

"What are you doing" he asked trying to see what i had as I turned around.

"Getting a condom, duh"

"You carry condoms?"

"Yea for about 3 days, Now, about the moaning" I said as I threw it to him.

"Yea you moan"

"The hell I do"

"I've heard you, I remember you going ,Ahh oh uh shit oh Dimitri ahh, am I right or am I right"

"Whatever you moaned"

"No I did not"

"Who was the one that went, oh Nikky baby girl damn OHHH"

"Fine, first one to moan loses"

"Deal" I said undressing myself. "Prepare to be amazed"

"You first" he said turning me around and kissing me.