Concentrate.

Chapter Twelve.

She's Leaving, Demi.

It's Tuesday. The day my parents and Marissa have been dreading for months. Marissa has been trying to convince me to stay for three days. I feel bad for just leaving them like I am but I have to. Marissa is telling Demi once I am at the airport. I'm hoping she doesn't find out before because I do not want to deal with that beforehand. I just can't.

(A/N switching to Marissa's Point Of View for a little, I will let you know when I have switched back to Sophia's)

Fuck, I know Sophia asked me not to tell her but the only way she is going to stay is if Demi knows beforehand and even then, I don't think that'll work but if I am honest, I will try anything. So I try calling Demi, no answer, great. I spam her texts in hope to wake her up. It's 6:47am, her flight is at 12:30pm. Come on, Demi. I decide to drive over to Kim's house. Hopefully she will be there. No, me and Demi are not on great terms after what she did to Soph but I need her help so bad right now. Once arriving to Kim's apartment, I ring her bell multiple times "Come on!" I say to myself, finally she opens the door "What the fuck are you doing?" She asks me, I barge past her into her apartment "Where is she?" I ask her "Who?" She asks rubbing her eyes, I groan "This isn't the time to play fucking dumb, where's Demi" I reply, she shrugs her shoulders "Her house, her apartment? I don't know I haven't seen her since the whole Sophia thing" She replies, I nod and leave her apartment. I drive to Demi's house. Her security already know my car registration so the gates open and I drive up to her house. I jump out of my car, keys still in and run to her door. Once realising I left my key to her house in my car, I ring the bell, same issue as I had at Kim's she's asleep. "Demi come on, answer" I say to myself, looking at my watch, it's 7:30am already, she will be leaving in 1 and a half hours and Demi needs to wake up, agree to the plan, then think of what she's going to say. This isn't going to work, Fuck. Fuck. Just as I'm about to give up, I see a sleepy looking Iskra Lawerence walk to the door "Fuck Demi, what are you doing" I groan again to myself, pissed that my best friend could be this hoe like. I wait for her to open the door. Finally she does. "Take your time won't you?" I say, she rolls her eyes "Where's Demi?" I ask, she points to her bedroom and I walk quite fast considering Batman and Cinderella are jumping at me, I stop and turn around to Iskra "Oh and get your shit and go, she doesn't need you anymore" I reply to the innocent looking model, her mood changes and she just nods, knowing exactly what my point is, Demi's hoe like ways are changing. I burst into Demi's room, waking her up "What the fuck, Marissa?" she groans at the daylight I bring in by opening her curtains "Don't what the fuck me, get the fuck up. Shower and get dressed. We have stuff to do and not a lot of time" I say to the half naked woman in the bed "Why? What's going on?" She asks, clearly and understandably confused by my outburst "Oh, nothing to serious just Sophia is moving to New York today, using the excuse she wants a new start but clearly still pissed at the hoe stunt you pulled on her and then continued to after. So, while you shower and get ready, think of some damn good words to make her stay" I reply, a little to forceful, her whole expression changes and she looks at me "She's leaving? Today? No, No. Fuck Marissa, what have I done?" I hear her say "Never mind that, get ready Demetria!"

(A/N Marissa's POV has now ended)

"Where's Marissa?" I ask my mom who is sat facing me on the sofa, she shrugs her shoulders unknowing of my cousins whereabouts, time was ticking and as much as I didn't want to, I had to start my journey to the airport "Lets go" I say, my parents nod and we get our jackets on to go. I sit in the back of the car with Jax on my lap, he is flying over another day as he can't come on the public plane with me. He will get there Saturday when my parents fly him out tomorrow. The journey is silent just the sound of the radio playing in the background, my mom clearly upset of my departure, my dad a little more understanding drives us there.