He knows there's something wrong as soon as she makes her way into the room. She's wearing some black sweatpants and her hair has been pulled back into a messy bun.
'You okay?' He asks softly as she makes her way over to the table and sitting down.
'Mmm...' She replies quietly. She pulls off her sunglasses and places them on the table as he passes her a bottle of water.
'What's wrong, Dems?' He asks.
'It doesn't matter.' She replies.
'Yes it does.' He says causing her to sigh.
'I just-' She begins before the door swings open and Phil makes his way in.
'Did you two have a good weekend?' Phil asks making his way over to where they're sitting.
'It was alright.' Nick replies and Phil glances at Demi who shrugs her shoulders.
'You feeling okay?' Phil asks causing her to sigh.
'What's with the 50 questions?' She mumbles pulling her phone out her pocket and glancing down at it.
'We worry about you, Demi.' Phil says and Demi shakes her head.
'I'm fine; can we just get on with this so I can go home?' She asks.
'Not until you tell us what's happened?' Phil says.
'Why the hell do I have to tell you? Can't I keep anything to myself?' Demi replies reaching for the bottle of water.
'Okay, don't tell me what's happened but speak to someone, Demi. Whatever it is I promise it won't be as bad as you think. You know talking about things helps you process it all.' Phil says and Demi glances at Nick who nods his head.
'I don't want to talk about it just now. I just want to get this over with so I can go home.' She replies quietly.
'Okay then... Give me two minutes to grab some contracts I need you both to sign and then you'll only be here for twenty minutes at the most.' Phil says standing up and leaving the room.
'How are things with Bomba?' Nick asks.
'We split up.' She replies glancing back down at her phone.
'Why? I thought you really liked him?' He says and she shrugs her shoulders.
'Let's just say I saw what he was really like.' She replies.
'Did he hit you? I swear to god if he lay a hand on you I'll kill him.' Nick says and Demi shakes her head.
'He didn't touch me.' She replies.
'Good. Now are you going to tell me what's really going on before Phil gets back?' He asks causing her to sigh.
'I'm pregnant.' Demi almost whispers.
'Pregnant?' He asks and she nods her head.
'Bomba thinks, no demands I get an abortion because apparently we're just not ready for that kind of commitment.' She replies rolling her eyes as she leans back on her chair and glances up at the celling.
