In Real Life (Nemi)

Every Time You Lie

Thank God, my team wasn't in the studio yet, when I got there. I was so angry & disappointed, I was sobbing, uncontrollably. Why did I tell Nick I was pregnant? Oh yea, I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to play with his emotions. I was pissed off & I was definitely out for blood. Nick's blood. I gasped, when I heard the studio door slam shut. I turned to see Nick standing there, his hands balled into fists & his gaze angrier than I have ever seen.

"Are you really?" He asked in a loud, bitter voice. I said, nothing. I furiously, wiped at my tears, matching Nick's outraged expression with my own. Nick took several steps toward me, his eyes never leaving my face. I was a little afraid of him right now, to be honest. "Tell me the truth, Demi. Are you really pregnant?"

"What would you do, Nick?" I was curious right now. What the fuck would he do if I was? "You'll still marry Olivia. And knowing her & the way she feels about her reputation, she'd want me to keep quiet or just go away." My tears were subsiding now, because I was so heated. I was determined to draw more blood & I didn't need tears to do so. I didn't want to show him how upset I was by all of this.

Nick stammered, "I'd be there, of course."

I couldn't help but to laugh, loudly. "Oh really? You gonna take us both to Utah & make us your sister wives?" Nick shook his head, looking down at the floor.

"Tell me, please. Are you pregnant?" Nick asked again, in a soft voice, that shook with worry.

"Don't worry, Nick. I wouldn't bring a child into this mess. I know you feel nothing toward me. I know you don't love me & I would never make you do something you don't want to do." My voice was quiet, but firm.

Nick's eyes met mine. "Just because I don't love you that way, doesn't mean I wouldn't support you or our child."

"Olivia would be pissed. What would you do if she wanted you to have nothing to do with me or our baby?" I crossed my arms in front of me, waiting to see how he answered that.

"Olivia wouldn't do that." Nick sighed.

"Yea. Okay. Nick you are oblivious to the real her. Oh my God. She has said so many nasty things to me behind your back, it's ridiculous. She's not the nice sweet girl you think she is." My tone was softening a bit.

"Like what? What has she said?"

"I'm not going to bad mouth the mother of your child." I rolled my eyes, then sat on a stool.

"Whatever. Demi, just tell me the truth. Are you really pregnant?"

I bit my lip as I looked up at Nick, thoughtfully. Should I let him off the hook yet? I was kind of having fun now. I smiled at him. "So how did it happen, Nick? I thought she was taking the Depo shot?"

Nick rolled his eyes & let out a frustrated sigh. "She missed a shot appointment & when she finally got to reschedule they told her she was pregnant."

I stared at him for a moment, not believing that he was actually this stupid. My faint, evil smile turned into full blown laughter. He glared at me, sighing again. "Seriously? Oh Jesus, Nick. Do you even know that she's really pregnant?" I was still chuckling.

Nick made a face. "What? Of course she's really pregnant. Are you?"

"Let me enlighten you, my friend. I have friends on the shot. It takes at least three months to get your body back to normal & it usually takes over a year to get pregnant after you go off the shot. So either your precious Olivia is lying to you or she went off that shot the moment she met the amazing Nick Jonas." I was amused by this. I don't know why. I was almost done with all this nonsense. Nick could choke on his happiness right now. "I'd make sure she's really knocked up before you make an honest woman of her." I stood up & turned away from Nick. I didn't want to look at his face anymore, since my heart was aching right now.

"I think I'd know if she weren't pregnant, but thanks. I will keep that all in mind. Now are you going to tell me whether you're really pregnant or not?" Nick's voice was almost threatening now.

I turned to face him, a mischievous smirk on my face. "It will be very obvious in a few months. Stay tuned." I tried not to laugh at the farce I had created.

Nick rolled his eyes once more & his face clouded with sadness. "Why are you doing this to me?" He asked in a pathetic tone. I shrugged my shoulders, giving him a smug look. "Demi, please stop this."

I groaned, my eyes glancing upward. "I'm not pregnant." I didn't look at him.

He let out a tiny breath of relief. "Are you telling the truth or am I going to find out in twenty years that you were lying when my son or daughter comes to find me?"

I grinned, looking at the floor. I looked up at Nick, my eyes looking into his with serious regard. "I'm not pregnant." I said in a more convincing tone.

"Why would you lie to me like that?" Nick's hurt expression tugged at my heart strings.

"I wanted to make you squirm, if even for a minute. I wanted to hurt you like you hurt me." I explained, tears filling my eyes now. Nick stared at me, incredulously. "Do you know how bad it hurt that you made love to me, then acted as if it was no big deal the next morning? I'm your best friend & you hurt me more than I ever thought you would."

"I'm sorry, Demi, but it wasn't a big deal for me." His soft tone made me want to punch him right now.

"I know. And now I know that you don't give two shits about me. You wouldn't have been there for me & a baby. I know that without a doubt in my mind." I was trying not to blubber, so he could understand me.

"Demi, I do care about you. I love you. As my friend. I'm just not in love with you." Nick took a step toward me as if he wanted to hug me & I put my hand up, taking a step away from him.

"Spare me your lies. If you cared about me at all, you wouldn't have had sex with me & you certainly wouldn't have made me feel like shit the next day."

"What was I supposed to do? I didn't want to give you anything to make you think that we could ever be together. I had no idea at that time that you felt anything other than friendship for me. I'm sorry we had sex. I'm sorry I hurt you. It wasn't intentional. I swear to you, I would rather die than hurt you. I lo..."

"DON'T! Do not say you love me. It's insulting." I wiped at my face like a mad woman, anger being my only emotion right now. I glared at him. "Get the fuck out of here & out of my life. Go be a perfect little family with your precious beauty queen. Go choke on your happiness for all I care!. I never want to see you again. And I pray to God, one day you realize that I was right about Olivia & I will laugh my ass off when she takes you for all your worth in alimony or child support or both!" I let out a hysterical laugh. Nick stared at me like I was a psychotic stranger. I could tell he wanted to say something, but he knew I wouldn't let him. He sighed, then turned & walked out of the studio & hopefully, out of my life for good. Maybe, then, I could get the fuck over him.