Nick POV
Joe and i left quickly and headed over to Demi's Aunt's house. I pounded my fists against the front door and waited. I saw the shadow of Demi's aunt emerge out of a room. She unlocked the door and rubbed her eyes.
"What are you doing here Nick? It only 6am" she croaked.
She looked behind me to see Joe, who had a blank expression on his face. She looked back at me with confussion in her eyes.
"Come in"
We walked in and sat down on the sofa. "Would you like a drink?" she asked.
"No thanks" i said "Can you sit down for a minute?". A look of concern passed through her eyes, but she sat down.
"Last night i was with my family catching up, and Demi came running to my door." I looked down at the floor then continued, "She was crying and she stunk of alcohol, and i think maybe drugs as well. Anyway she kept apologizing to me, saying that she'd done something wrong, and when i asked her what she'd done," i said with a crack in my voice. I looked at Olivia in the eyes, "She was raped."
She covered her mouth with her hand as tears spilled from her eyes. I shifted over to her and wrapped my arm around her frame.
"Where is she?" she asked between sobs.
"We don't know" Joe said, his eyes holding back tears, "We came here to see if you knew where she might be"
She wiped her eyes and sat up. "S-She was at a party last night, and she said she w-was supposed to be staying at her friend Sarah's"
"Do you know where she lives?" i asked hopefully.
"N-No but she's been on the phone to her a couple of times, i'll go and check to see if she's saved her number on the house phone."
She searched through the numbers until she came across the name 'Sarah'.
"I found her!" she exclaimed.
"Can i talk to her?" i asked.
She dialed the number and handed the phone to me. "Uh, Demi?" the girl on the other line asked, "Why are you calling at this time in the morning? And where did you go last night?"
"It's Nick Jonas" i said. She didn't speak for a couple of moments. "Is this Sarah?" i asked.
"Y-Yes" she stuttered.
"Do you have any idea where Demi is?"
"Uh n-no. She was supposed to s-stay over at mines last night but she left the party early"
"Do you know who she left with?"
"I-I'm not sure but people were saying that she left with Dylan, but i don't think that's true because she hates him."
I squeezed the phone tightly in my hand and clenched my jaw. "Thank you." i grumbled and hung up the phone.
He is a dead man.
Demi POV
I treaded through the empty street thinking about what happened. Why did i let him violate me like that? I could have stopped it. I know i could've, but i didn't. I let him take advantage of me and now i hate myself even more than i already did. I didn't think that was possible.
My whole life i've been used then thrown to the side like a piece of trash. People have tormented me for no apparent reason and i've never known what to do to make them stop. First it was my father, who got up and left me, Dallas and my mom on our own, then it was the bullies back in Texas who called me fat and reminded me everyday that everyone hated me, and now Lauren, Holly and Dylan, who've scarred me in in so many ways, that i don't think i'll ever recover from it. Why did God make me this person that everyone hates? What did i ever do to deserve this miserable life?
One of the only people in my life that kept me somewhat safe was Nick, and even the thought of him can't stop me from what i'm about to do.
I stared down at the dark blue abyss that held my fate as a tears streamed down my face. This is my only way out.
