Secrets

Gift Of A Friend

Nick's POV

"Don't lie to me Nick, your career is in my hands. I'm going to ask you one more time. Are you and Demi together?"

I sighed and shifted in my seat. I couldn't figure out why Phil was pressuring me so hard. I looked at the anger in his face and decided to confess.

"We just kissed, once" I admitted. "We got a little to deep in the mood. That's it, we're not together. We broke off all romantic connections already."

Phil let out a relieved sigh and leaned back into his seat. "Good" he said firmly. "But I'd like you to know that because of your shenanigans, Wilmer and Demi are no longer together." He explained. "I'm assuming it was your idea to take it that far. You ruined a perfect six year relationship".

"But I thought" I stopped myself mid sentence. I realized that Phil thought I didn't know about his setup between Demi and Wilmer. I never thought that Phil would do something like this. He was so desperately was trying to hold on to this lie he created.

"Never mind" I said trying to protect Demi's name. "I realize what I have done. I didn't mean for it to go that far. I just want Demi to be happy." I said

Phil nodded. He thought for awhile and then spoke. "You're free to go Nick" he said pointing at the door. Based on his facial expression, I knew this wasn't over.

I don't what the problem was with Demi and I being together. Demi and Wilmer weren't together anymore so why would it be a problem. I had never seen Phil like this. He was always so supportive in our relationships with people.

Demi's POV

"Are you sure you're okay by yourself?" Kelsey asked before leaving.

"Yeah, I'm okay" I assured her. I had asked Kelsey to come over the day after Wilmer left. I wanted somebody to rant to. That situation was frustrating. I couldn't talk to Marissa because she was already mad at me. I couldn't talk to Nick because he was the cause of this. So I called up Kelsey. She always had my back.

I closed the door and signed. "I'm finally alone" I whispered to myself and slid down against the door. "I'm all alone" I repeated, while looking around my living room. I sat against the door for awhile until I felt my eyes get heavy. Batman jumped as I finally began to leave my spot. His tail began to wag as I wadded my way past him.

"Not right now Batman, mommy needs some rest". I told him as I hobbled up the stairs. Flopping down on my bed, I sighed. Who had I become? I asked myself before drifting off to sleep.

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I was startled awake by a knock on the door. I glanced over at the clock which read six o'clock a.m. Who the fuck is that. I thought to myself still lying in the bed. The knocks grew louder an faster. I groaned and threw the covers off of me. Mumbling to myself I stomped down the stairs.

"Who is it?" I yelled before reaching the door. Nothing. "Who is it?" I yelled again while standing at the door. Nothing again.

"Do you not know how to fucking speak" I yelled, swinging the door open. There was no one there. I froze and glanced around. My breath got heavy as I noticed a little box on the step. I stepped out the door, and looked around. No one. I picked up the box and quickly stepped back into the house. I noticed a little note attached reading: from your secret admirer.

Out the of the box, I pulled a necklace with a simple ring attached. On the ring, in small print, it read: for my love.

I smiled, but couldn't help wonder who it was from. I hadn't been with anyone in awhile. I was sort of spooked. I sat the necklace back into the box, and placed it on the counter.

I had been avoiding my phone for awhile. I put it on silent and left it alone. It was the last thing I wanted to have, those things caused so much pain, but I knew I couldn't go missing for forever. I picked up my phone and slowly powered it on. The only thing I noticed was a text from Nick.

Nick: Hey

Fuck. How could he. I'm not responding.

Me: Hey

I sent the text and then laughed at myself. I'm such an idiot.  I placed my phone down and then went to get some water. As I finished my water, there was a loud crash of glass. I jumped and dropped my glass. I slowly inched around the corner to see my front window shattered.  I gasped as I could see straight through to my lawn. I noticed a brick lying in the glass. Careful not to but my self, I picked it up. Attached to the brick, a paper read: why would you text him, I liked you first.

What the hell.

I don't have anything against Phil, I just wanted to add some drama. And this secret admirer thing is getting out of hand, who might it be.