Demi's POV
Naya is taking me out tonight. As much as I want to stay home, I couldn't.
"Hey babe, you ready ye-" I turn around to find Nays staring at me.
"Yea I'm good. If your done staring at me?" I chuckle.
"Not yet babe." She walks up to me and wraps her arms around my waist, having our bodies close. She nuzzles her face in my neck, taking in my scent. I feel sweet soft kisses trailing up to my jaw line. My knees are starting to get weak. She kisses my lips.
"I'm just going to use the bathroom okay?" I try to get out of her grip but she tightens pulling me closer. "Babe!" I whine
"Just to use the toilet, right?" She questions. I then remember wrists. How I just showed them to her, without thinking.
"Yes" I reply. She raises her eyebrow, but soon lets me go to use the bathroom. After I'm finish, I flush and wash my hands. As soon as I step out of the door. Naya is standing there waiting for me. She thrusts out her hands, making me place mine in her hers. She flips them over revealing the still, new scars and scabs from before. She examines them before looking up at me.
"I still don't understand." She kisses my wrists and let's them fall at my sides.
"Maybe if you were me, you would." I mumble low enough for me to hear.
