Behind Closed Doors - Demi Lovato / Lauren Jauregui / You

Chapter 17

I could form no words in my head. I was utterly speechless.

" Say something Em." Lauren whispered , taking a hold of my hand.

" What do you want me to say? That I was right all along? That although I was right , I had nothing to worry about?" I replied back , letting my voice raise a little.

" Stop shouting Emily." Lauren stated , taking a step back from me.
I knew this was how you would react. It's like every little thing irritates you these days."

" Pardon me for getting a little paranoid over my girlfriend's best friend liking her. What do you want me to do Lauren? Stand back and watch her throw herself at you?" I began , pacing the room.

" Stop being so stupid Emily. You know fine rightly that she won't be doing that. I'm with you. Not her. End of."

" So what? I'm supposed to leave it at this? I'm not supposed to be freaked out and worried that you might have a past with her? That she might try it on with you some night when I'm not there? Because that is not going to happen." I shouted back , approaching Lauren again.

" What then? You want me to stay away from her? Despite the fact that I've been gone months without seeing her. Is that not good enough for you? My word is not good enough for you. Yeah okay." Lauren started ,breaking into a brief laugh. " You have serious trust issues."

Anger began to build up within me. I could feel this burning rage travelling up from my stomach and I had a bad feeling about containing it.

" Trust issues? For real? Tell me Lauren. If Camila approached me and told me that she liked me and I told you , tell me you wouldn't feel the same as I am right now. Because I sure know as heck you would fucking kill her." I shot back , pointing my finger in her face.

" No , because I would trust my fucking friend to not act upon her feelings when she knows I'm in  a fucking relationship with you. That's how I would feel . Trust. You know , you would need to sort everything that is going on at home before you can start me about trust issues because clearly your head is not thinking straight at the minute. I said that Lucy likes me. Not that I've kissed her. " Lauren shouted back , throwing her hand threw her hair in frustration.

Shaking my head in disbelief , I turned my back and headed for the door without uttering a word.

" Yeah there's another thing.Are you backing away and not going to talk? You need to open up and talk more because look where that's left you now with your mom and dad." Lauren sarcastically replied , folding her arms across her chest.

" Go fuck yourself Lauren." I let out harshly before opening the door and heading back to my dressing room.

Pushing open the door of my dressing room , I was livid. How dare she bring up my own matters at home. What right has she got to become involved with this? This has nothing even to do with her and Lucy.

" Where the frick did you go to Emily?" A voice shouted, breaking me from my thoughts.

" What?" I snapped back , turning my whole body around to face the voice.

" I told you to stand right outside. I told you not to move and now we've had to stop the whole team from leaving as we didn't know where you were. Because of you , we are late. Why can't you listen to what I say?" Natalie raged , hurrying past me to lift her remaining bags.

" I'm here now for crying out loud." I said , grabbing my backpack from the table and pushing past her to get to the door.

" That's not what I asked. Emily , for Christ's sake just do me a favour for once in your life and listen to me when I'm talking to you." Natalie exclaimed, grabbing a hold of my arm.