Wilmer´s POV:
I enter Demi´s apartment, using the key she gave me a while ago, when she bought this apartment.
“Demi, babe, I´m here!” I yell, waiting for her to run up to me like she uses to do. But this time, this doesn´t happen.
I look for her in all the rooms but I don´t find her. Perhaps she went out with her friends or she´s just shopping.
I sit down on the couch and turn on the TV.
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I hear the door opening so I quickly stand up and turn off the TV since I didn’t really like what I was watching.
I see my beautiful girlfriend, who looks really tired, come into the house.
I can tell she´s been running because of her clothes and the sweat covering her body.
“Dem, baby…” I make her look at me, surprising her. She did not expect me here. She probably forgot that today we were going to hang out.
“Wilmer! What are you doing here?” She asks, trying to catch her breath.
I walk up to her and put my hands on her shoulders.
“We had a date today, angel”
“What? Really? I thought it was tomorrow…” She grabs her phone and looks at its screen for some seconds. “Shit…” She curses under her breath. “I´m sorry, Willy… I forgot” She pouts at me.
“It´s okay, sweetheart, don´t worry” I peck her plump lips before looking into her eyes.
“Where were you, princesa?”
“Oh, just working out” She says, smiling a little bit. “Again? I´ve checked your twitter and I saw that you work out a little bit too much lately… And when I called you two days ago, you said you couldn´t talk because you were working out… Dem, you´re worrying me, baby”
“There´s nothing to worry about, Wilmer” She seriously replies and pushes me away before heading upstairs. I follow her, of course.
“You don´t need to work out that much” I tell her as we enter the main bedroom.
“I need to. Trust me”
“No, angel, you don´t need to. Of course, working out is perfect and very healthy but… Not in excessive ways like you´re doing”
“What? I´m not working out in excessive ways, Wilmer” I can hear in her voice that she´s getting angry.
“I think you are”
“Well, I´m not” She sits down on the bed to take off her trainers and her white socks.
“I just want you to be okay, nena…”
“I´m fucking okay!” She yells and walks into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
I sigh and sit down on the bed, just where she was sitting some moments ago.
I hear water streaming at first but then I hear her sobbing.
Oh no…
I quickly stand up and go to the bathroom door.
“Demi! Angel! What´s wrong?” I ask, pretty worried about my baby.
“Go away” I hear her sob.
“No, sweetheart. Let me into the bathroom. With and by you always, remember?”
After my words, there is a silence and, eventually, she opens the door for me.
She´s only wearing her bra and her panties and there are tears all over her face.
“Wilmer…” She whispers and all I can do is hug her tight.
“What´s wrong, princess?”
“They´re all calling me fat… Whatever I post on twitter or instagram, there are always comments calling me fat… I´m so tired… That´s why I work out so much…”
I kiss the top of her head.
“I know, baby, I know. I´ve seen those comments. Trust me. I neither can´t handle with them. I´ve tried everything. I even messaged some of the haters to let you alone but…” I sigh. “Just don´t listen to them, my dear. They´re liars. Jealous people who only feel good by making others feel down. You´re so beautiful, my angel. You are the most beautiful woman I´ve ever seen in my entire life. And you´re not fat, sweetie. You´re so damn sexy…”
I make her giggle. That´s good.
“I love you, babe” She whispers. I smile at her. “I love you too, my strong warrior” I kiss her lips.
After the kiss we shower together.
