"What are you doing here?", I asked. "You were upset, and you answered thinking it was Lily. I knew she wouldn't be here, so now I'm here", he said. I shook my head. "You gotta go." He shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere", he said. "What happened?" I sighed. "Lily knows. He frowned. "Knows what?" He thought about it for a second. "Oh! About us?" I nodded. He let out a deep breath. "Fuck", he said. I nodded. "Tell me about it", I said.
I walked back into the living room, leaving the front door open for Jake to come in.
He sat across from me. "Is she pissed?", he asked. I nodded. "Yep. Packed her things and everything." "Well shit", he said. "Why are you still here?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Part of it my fault. I wanna try and make it up to you and Lily", he said. "That won't help. She's so mad." I got up and grabbed a bottle of bourbon and two glasses from the kitchen. I poured us both a glass. "Thanks", he said.
It was quiet for a while.
"I just fucked up. Nothing more, nothing less", I said. "Where is she now?" "I have no idea. She won't go back home because of her dad, so probably some hotel", I said. He nodded. "Do you wanna go look for her?" I shook my head. "Let her be alone for a while. I think she needs it. Her dad, us, it's just getting too much", I said. He nodded.
"Let me know if you need anything", he said as he got up. I nodded. "Thanks." He smiled and walked out.
I grabbed my phone and called Lily. It went to voicemail. "Hey it's Lily, aka your fave. I don't have time for you right now so leave a message!" I smiled.
"Hey, it's me. I know you don't want to talk to me right now, but I'm worried. At least let me know you're okay. I love you..", I said.After a little while, I called again. "Hey it's Lily, aka your fave. I don't have time for you right now so leave a message!" I sighed.
"Hey, it's me again, but you probably knew that. All I need is to know you're okay, please. Just send me a text or something..", I said.I decided to write some more, so I grabbed my laptop.
After about half an hour, I finally got a text from her. "I'm ok, don't call me again." My heart dropped. "Don't call me again". Anger was building up inside me. I threw my phone against the wall and yelled. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I broke everything I could break.
I stepped out the door and just ran. I ran until I couldn't breathe anymore, which took me about 40 minutes. I stopped to catch my breath. "Where even am I?", I thought to myself. I looked around. Walls were covered in spray paint, the street was full of trash and I spotted a few small groups of people, who seemed like some type of gang members.
I started running again, just thinking about how quickly I wanted to got away from here.
Eventually I got to a coffee house. I stepped in and sat in one of the booths. A lady walked up to me. "Hi there, welcome to Alex'. What can I get you?", she asked. "Uh, just a latte please", I said. She smiled. "Coming right up." She walked back to the bar. I sighed and played with one of the spoons that was still on the table.
"Sorry about that", I heard. The lady was back with my coffee. I handed her the spoon as she put down my latte. "I'm sorry, but do I know you from somewhere?", I asked. She smiled. "Probably not." I sat up. "I do. I just can't put my finger on it", I said. "My name is Demi. You probably know me as Demi Lovato, but I don't go by that anymore", she whispered. I snapped my fingers. "Camp Rock", I said. She chuckled. "That's all?" I nodded. "Yep. Why don't you go by Demi Lovato anymore?", I asked. She sat across from me. "I quit my career when my wife, Alex, died. She put her entire life in this so I didn't want it to die with her. I've been working here ever since and I still love it", she said. I was quiet for a bit.
"I'm so sorry", I finally said. "It's okay. It's been almost one and a half year now. She would want me to move on", she said.
"Babe, I'm gonna pick up Nicky from school. I'll see you in a bit", a woman said as she kissed the top of her head. Demi smiled. "See you later baby", she told her. "Now where was I."
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If Only She Knew (Lesbian stories)
Storie d'amoreEmma is a 19 year old girl. She's has nothing but good things in her life. She just graduated and she has the perfect boyfriend. Her biggest secret is that she's in love with her best friend. She's determined that no one will ever find out. But will...