-2010-
Demi´s POV:
I step out of the shower, humming one of my favourite songs.
I can´t believe I´m having a date with this really hot man called Wilmer Valderrama.
I have to admit I wanted this since I saw him for the first time not long ago.
I walk towards my bedroom and stop in front of my closet and put on the dress I bought specially for this occasion.
It is a tight black dress that hugs my body perfectly. Even though I never feel beautiful, I feel kinda good now.
I put on a blazer mainly to hide the cuts that are on my left arm.
I put on make up, grab my purse and leave my house.
I jump in my car and drive towards his house.
He is already waiting for me. He has prepared a precious and perfect dinner for us.
I smile, he is such a good man.
“Good night, Demi” He says and gives me a kind smile. I smile back.
Wilmer gently leads me towards the table.
The dinner goes perfectly. Everything tastes amazing. He is a great cook, I need to say that.
I know I will regret this dinner tomorrow or maybe in an hour or two. I will feel fat and stuff. Like always.
“You look so beautiful” He compliments me, causing me to blush a little bit.
“Thanks, you look handsome” I reply and go to grab the wine bottle.
Sadly enough, I somehow manage to throw some wine on myself.
“Oh shit” I curse and immediately stand up, realizing my dress is now wet with wine.
Wilmer stands up too and comes towards me.
He takes my blazer off and I completely forget that he can see my cuts.
“Come, I´ll give you something so you can change your clothes” He says, leaving my blazer on the chair before we head upstairs.
I sit down on his bed while he looks for something in his closet.
It´s when he hands me one of his shirts and I grab it when he notices my cuts.
His hand quickly grabs my arm and his eyes gaze at the red fresh cuts.
I swallow and hide my arm behind me as soon as I can.
But it is too late. He has already seen it.
“Demi, what was that?” He asks me and I can kinda feel the fear or anger in his voice.
“Nothing I…” I start, not really sure what I´m about to tell him but I need to come up with something. “It was the cat” I lie.
“You don´t have a cat” Wilmer says, raising one eyebrow up.
“No… But… A friend of mine does” I nibble on my lower lip, not able to look him in the eye.
“Demi…” He starts and sits on the bed making me sit by his side.
“Are you self harming?” He asks me directly. I swallow.
“No” I lie again.
Fuck, I´m such a liar.
“Demi. Don´t lie.” His voice trembles.
I can´t help but break down into tears.
He brings me into his warm embrace.
“Why?” He silently asks and places a kiss on my head.
“I hate myself”
“You´re perfect. At least in my eyes” Wilmer says and looks me in the eyes, wiping my tears away with the pads of his thumbs.
“I love you, okay? Promise me you won´t do it again because you will hurt me if you ever cut your precious skin again”
I nod my head, causing more tears to roll down my face.
“Promise me”
“Wilmer… I can´t” I mumble and that´s when he kisses me. “I love you.” He whispers against my lips.
“I love you too. I will try to stop. For you” I say.
He smiles and kisses me again, letting me know how much he actually loves me.
And I can tell it´s a lot.
