Demi
I had stayed at Nick’s apartment a little longer than Maya and Selena. I was so tempted to stay the night, since I had a lot to talk to Nick about. As I wake up on my living room couch, with Selena and Maya were on the floor, I had checked my phone. I let out a soft sigh when I had read a text from Nick. “Hey, Dem. I’m going out for a bit. I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I hope I can get to see you tonight. I can’t promise that I won’t do anything stupid, but I will try my best.” I shake my head at the thought. I look over at Maya and Selena, who still are asleep. I roll my eyes and make my way to the kitchen to find something to eat when I hear a knock at the door. As I open the door, someone just busted in, causing me to fall.
“Can I help you?” I asked, annoyed. As I tried to get up, they stopped me.
“Yes,” the voice says. I scrunch my face at the voice, trying to figure it out. Olivia, Nick’s ex-girlfriend. “Don’t ever talk or see Nick again.” She snarled.
“Excuse me?” I ask, furiously. “You guys broke up at the end of senior year. And to mention you guys lost all contact. Don’t come in here telling me what to do with my life, and what he should do with his life.” All she did was laugh. “Oh, wait, I remember. You are a pathetic bitch, Olivia. All beauty queens are, pathetic little bitches.” I get up and punch her square in the jaw. “Nick is mine now, not yours. He will never want your boney pathetic ass again. Are you forgetting what he told you the day he broke up with you? That you shouldn’t come back in his life, that he wants nothing to do with you anymore?”
“I wouldn’t waste my breath, if I were you.”
That’s it, I was even more furious. I push her against the wall hardly.
“Stop acting all tough, Demi,” her laugh was so annoying. I punched her again, but in the stomach.
“What the hell is going on?!” a husky voice said. I looked over with my eyebrows furrowed to see Nick standing in the doorway.
“Babe,” Olivia starts, obviously thinking the break up never happened. “I came to talk to her and she just attacked me.” By this time, Maya and Selena were awake.
“Don’t call me that,” his voice is angry now. “We broke up years ago, Olivia. That means no more, bye-bye, I don’t want to see you ever again. And to think you are blaming this on Demi?” he let out a laugh. “You deserved it, honestly. You’re trying to break us up. Well guess what? I’m in love with Demi. I never loved you. Not once. Ever wonder why I didn’t say ‘I love you’ when we were together? Well now you know the reason why!” Nick came over to me and snaked his arm around my waist.
“It’s been like what? A day since you got together and you say you are in love with that thing?” Her annoying little laugh made me want to punch her again.
“I’ve been in love with her since day one, Olivia,” he starts. “It doesn’t matter how long we’ve been together. I was in love the first day I saw her.”
All she did was roll her eyes. I lashed out and grabbed her hair hardly, punching her hardly in the stomach. I felt a hand clasp around my arm and pull me away. Nick. I became more furious.
“Stop, now,” he demanded. “What the hell has gotten into you?”
“Oh, so you claim you hate this pathetic bitch, and don’t want me to act on anything?” my voice cracked as I looked at his, Maya’s, and Selena’s faces.
“Yes, but you don’t do it like this,” he says softly, pulling me close. “You could be more civil.”
“Yeah, okay, coming from the criminal!” Selena says.
“Shut up, Selena,” his voice is stern. “You are nothing like me; you can’t handle the charges of assault. I know you. You barely had yourself together in treatment.”
I shake my head, breaking out of his grasp, making my way out of my apartment, snarling at Olivia.
I went for a walk to clear my head. What the fuck is his problem? Does he think I’m not tough? That I couldn’t stand up for myself? At least I don’t go around robbing places, or taking someone’s car. He really pissed me off. How can I call him my boyfriend if he’s going to talk to me like that? He isn’t like that, criminal or not, he still is sweet when it comes to relationships. I sigh and make my way to Marissa’s house. I sigh seeing her car isn’t in her driveway. “Hey, Riss, I stopped by your house but you weren’t home. Text me when you can or when you get home.” I look at the text and hit send, feeling a tear roll down my face. How can I do this? How the hell did I become..this monster? I can’t even believe what I did, but it had to be done.
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That night, when I was back in my apartment, I heard my phone buzz. I look to see Nick’s name pop up. I sigh, knowing I still haven’t heard from Marissa, and that he’s still angry at me. I look at his text and bite my lip. “Hey, babe, I knew what you were trying to do to Olivia. I was just angry with her that I took it out on you. I really am in love with you, Dem. I’m going to be coming over in a few to show you how sorry I am and how much I love you. Hope you’re ready ;)” I chew on my bottom lip rereading his text, and then I heard a knock on at my door. I jump up and run to the door to open it.
As Nick comes in, he pushed me against the wall, and colliding his lips with mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him more fiercely. I push him to the couch and lay him down and sitting on top of him. His hands slip up my shirt, taking it off in one swift motion. I move my lips down to his neck, aching to kiss him all over. I swivel my hips, making my area rub against his. His groans powered me to do more, way more. I pull off his shirt, still moving my part against his. I was getting wet, and to the point where I couldn’t take it anymore. I lowered his pants just enough that his throbbing friend was out. As I lower my pants, I feel him pull my face down to kiss me. I lick his bottom lip, to drive him more crazy. His noises make my heart race, making me crave him even more. “I really am sorry,” he whispers in my ear, sending me over the edge. I slide myself on this throbbing erection. I bite lip to keep my moans under control as I move myself on his member. I move faster and faster with each of his moans and groans, matching mine with his. I throw my head back the faster I move on him. As we reach our climaxes together, I slow down, leaning more on him, as I reach my climax. He snakes his arms around my waist, grunting as he climaxes. I roll off of him cooling off. “I told you,” he says, turning to me. I can only nod as he presses his lips against mine.
