And Then There Were Three (Kehlauremi)

No Way

Kehlani's POV

"Oh my god you look better than I expected. How do you feel?" I asked my aunt leaning over the hospital bed.

"I'm okay, after the x rays, they operated my broken arm and ankle."

"At least you're talking. When do they think you'll be walking again?"

"In a few weeks, of course with crutches, because of my ankle."

"Oh that's not that bad."

"And what about you? Weren't you on tour?"

"Yeah It's been fun."

"You left it for me? You shouldn't have done that. You know I'm a tough old broad."

"I had to, you were always there for me."

"Yeah but still. I'm gonna be fine soon, go back on tour."

"Well, I wanna spend a few days with you and the rest of the family. Then maybe I'll go back."

"Alright, I wish I could hug you, but I'm too uncomfortable and bruised."

"That's okay." I kissed my beautiful aunt's forehead. She has been my everything, my mother and my father. I'm so happy that she's out of critical condition. I probably should go back to the tour, because I love my fans and don't wanna let them down. At the same time, I don't know if things will be awkward or uncomfortable between Demi and I.

*1 week later*

I decided to fly to the next concert and surprise Demi, it probably wasn't the best idea but I did it anyway. I wondered if she had her lawyers send that email to me and if she was mad at me. I worked up the courage to knock on her hotel room door. Lauren opened it and asked if everything was alright. She then let me in and Demi was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Lani! I'm so sorry about your aunt. Is she better now?"

"Yeah um I wanted to ask you something."

"What?"

"Were you mad at me for leaving the tour? Were you behind those emails?"

"Mad at you? I thought you made the right decision. And what emails? I don't even know what you're talking about."

"Your lawyers emailed me that I broke the contract and could be penalized." Demi looked surprised and angered instantly.

"That's fucked up. They had no right to email you , it has nothing to do with them. I didn't even talk to them. Oh my...my fucking manager! He told me it was unprofessional. Like I give a shit." Demi grabbed her phone and held it up to her ear.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm calling my piece of shit manager. I'm gonna rip him a new asshole. I swear" Lauren offered me coffee or tea as Demi started talking on the phone. She was such a wifey sometimes. I followed Kittens to the kitchen area, but we couldn't help but hear Demi.

"NO YOU LISTEN TO ME MOTHERFUCKER! IT'S KEHLANI THAT WILL LOSE MONEY, NOT ME. SO MY LAWYERS SHOULD FUCK THE FUCK OFF!"

I peeped my head out and saw Demi hang up and throw her phone on the couch. She was walking over to Lauren and I.

"I need tea and cookies. I'm so fucking pissed right now."

"We could tell." Lauren said trying to lighten the move, she laughed slightly. She handed Demi a box of Chips Ahoy and poured her matcha tea.

"Thanks for caring about me and defending me, babe. But you didn't have to." I let Demi know. I'm used to being on my own and having to fight for myself.

"No, I do have to. You're my girl. I take care of my girls. I'm loyal." She kissed me. Sometimes I think that's all I need, a sweet kiss.