Enemies to lovers

Chapter Two

chapter 2: 

Nick pov:

I actually slowly wished that we had hate sex. It would've been way better than regular sex. For some reason sex with Demi filled every void I had been missing before. She said for the weekend, so I knew I needed to make today and tomorrow count. I also knew I needed to get Demi a morning after pill, or pray she's already on birth control pills. something about her pussy, it felt like it was made for me. I fit perfectly inside it. Im just glad I was the first inside it, and hopefully the last. Not saying  I'd marry her, but she wont be able to fuck anyone else after me. I soon felt her body moving knocking me out of my trance.

"Dude, stop moving. I was falling asleep." i said pushing her. 

"okay well get the fuck out of my bed then. I'll move how I want to." she said pushing me back then checking her phone. "Oh my God, i cant believe i forgot." she must've saw my confused expression because after her statement she continued. "My parents are leaving for the weekend with my sisters for Madisons Pageant, but I didn't want to go and they sent me a text saying they just drove out." 

"Oh." i responded, truly i wanted to ask why she didn't want to go, but instead i asked, "So are we getting a morning after pill or are you on birth control." 

"Don't worry mom put me on the pill four years ago. So are you staying for the weekend before we go back to hating each other, or are you leaving now so i can start my show..." she asked pressing her lips together. I knew what I wanted, She knew what I wanted. I wanted to get this craving out of my system. Her taste out of my mouth, her body out of my mind. I answered her with a passionate kiss on her lips pushing myself on top of her body. I wanted to try something different this time though. I slowly started kissing down her body, her breasts, stomach, all the way down to her thighs. I nudged my nose onto her clit making her squirm. luckily she was still half naked from our previous encounter. I started breathing on her spot until her hand forced my face into it, making me suck her clean. I had never given head before, but watching her go crazy was the perfect amount of foreplay, making me love giving head. "turn over." I growled to her, as she she did what I said. once she was fully flipped in a doggy position, I inserted myself inside of her making us both sign in satisfaction. After continuously hitting her G-spot, I felt us both coming to a strong leg shaking climax.  

"Ah, fuck. I wish it was like that every time, Nick." she said out of breath, while I'm still inside her. I slowly inched out of her pulling her toward me. "No. Do not cuddle me. I don't fuck with you. you were so mean to me for so long. I'll fuck you, but like I previously said, just for the weekend."

"You think you were the only one hurt? Well news fucking flash, Demi, You hurt me too. I can never forget what you said about me. You were my best friend. I trusted you, with my heart and soul. I loved you ." I screamed at her. I couldn't take it anymore. she's always acted so innocent as if she doesn't know. 

"Tell me! Tell me what the fuck I did that was so bad. What did I say, Nick? Huh? what was so bad that I said. Because I know that I respected you way too much at the time to ever think anything bad about you. So tell me what the fuck I said." As yelled back I became incredibly horny and shoved my tongue into hers. where she kissed me back, filled with hatred.She took my body and forced it laying down flat on the bed. She yanked the follicles of my hair, with a burning fire in her eyes. She Then forced herself onto my cock. speeding up her pace moaning out as loud as she possibly wanted. "Fuck, Nick. Fuck, You feel so good." she moaned, which made me help and grab her hips to fuck her faster and faster making us both quickly cum.

In the Mist of our argument, we fell asleep within minuets, which I found my arms holding her waist. 

On the beautiful Sunday morning, I felt Demi's gaze on me. "Bro, you're making me uncomfortable. What do you want?" I groggily asked. She looked hesitant at first to respond then eventually did. 

"I need to know. What did I say?" she asked, slowly bringing her hand to touch my neck softly. In this very moment, I no longer felt hatred, I felt vulnerable. 

Flashback

It was four years ago and there I was coming home from camp. Before I made it home I had decided I wanted to tell Demi how I felt. I needed to express my devotion snd unconditional love for her. I wouldn't be able to go on another day if I didn't tell her how I felt. But first I needed to talk to her father. Not Eddie, her real father, Patrick. She told me quite a bit about him, but never went into full detail. I need to know what he did to her to make her to angry and hurt, so I know how to protect her in the future when she's mine.

I had finally made it to the prison. I had to wait a full hour before i could see him, and when i did I was speechless. He looks just like her, he didn't have an ounce of guilt on him, though. 

"Who are you? Why are you here?" he finally spoke. I was scared Demi would never truly forgive me for meeting her father.

"Im Nick. Demi's best friend" I responded shortly.

"she's told me a lot about you before I left. You're the diabetic, huh? You're here for her, yet, she said one wrong move and you're dead, buddy. Sugar too high you're gone, just like that. You want to know what she truly thought when you met. She thought you were weak, too weak of and illness to be anything in this world. She's why I'm in here. She's fucked up, leave her alone, Nick. She drives us good guys away. Run away before she crushes you. She already thinks you're weak." he said with a smirk. i could feel the tears dripping from my eyes. Demi thought that about me truly? Fuck her. I never thought I'd feel that way, but I hate Demetria Lovato.

End Flashback

"Nothing, Demi, just forget about it, okay?" I said, feeling myself getting angry all over again. I still cant believe she thought so little of me. She thought I was so weak I could die. I was a diabetic, not fucking living corpse. I had been diagnosed since I was thirteen, and I was pretty good handling it by now.  It hurts because she was there in the hospital with me whilst I got diagnosed. This is why it hurts more. I trusted her, and she betrayed me. Fucking bitch. 

"Nick, are you ignoring me? i've been calling your name for the past minute. Im hungry, i'm going down stairs to get food. You should probably eat too your sugar might get low or something, I don't know." She said, as she took my shirt and went downstairs. Now I was livid. Now she fucking cared about my diabetes, before she shitted on me. What the fuck was up with this fucking stupid mind game?  'you're weak' kept replaying in my head. I'll show her weak. I ran downstairs five minutes later and pushed her against the wall. She was trying to move from my grasp, which only made me stronger and more violent. I took my hands and wrapped them around her neck, lifting her legs up, shoving my cock in her. "Nick, Please, stop" she pleaded, trying to move away from me. "Please, Nick, Im scared." In that moment, I knew I hurt her. She had some sort of past with this I was unaware of. I pulled out of her and stood there hugging her tightly.

"I'm so sorry. I am still angry, and shouldn't have done that. As much as I hate what you did, Ill never forget what I just did to you. I forced myself upon you." I apologized, as I saw a tear fall down her eyes. I then slowly brought my lips to her, kissing her slowly with passion. This kiss didn't possess an ounce of hate. 

"I forgive you. My ,um, dad actually assaulted me  before he got arrested, so Im a little scarred. Lets Just forget this and eat, Okay? " she said, with her eyes shifting. Was her dad lying to me? Did I let four years go to waste? I couldn't tell her, she'd hate me even more. Instead of responding I nodded my head and helped her fix our breakfast. This was going to be a long morning.