Boulevard Of Broken Dreams [ Wattys 2015 ]

XXVII - "The Unexpected."

"Stop knocking anf fuck off!" she yelled slamming the door in Harry's face. "Jesus." 

The knocks bammed the door again, and they didn't stop. Kris froze when Demi came into the room, looking tired and pale. 

"Who is it?" she asked watching her friend's wide eyes. 

"Um, just some people who CAN'T MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS." Kris raised her voice so Harry could hear and stop with the knocks. 

"I'm not going. Open this door." Harry demanded from outside. 

"Is it, Harry?" she asked. 

"No it isn't." Kris put on a fake smile which soon turned into a frown. 

"Yes it is!" Harry yelled. "Demi, please, let me explain." 

She took a deep breath and started walking to the door, but Kris blocked her midway. 

"Demi, no. That bitch made you go through a living hell." 

"And I do need some explanation for all that, don't you think?" 

"He's gonna lie!" 

"Kris, just let go." 

She unlocked the door and pulled slowly. In front of her appeard a sweaty Harry, bangs under his eyes and red fists. She fought the urge to cry and made herself look angry, even though the pain and sleeplessness didn't let her. 

"Hello there. Oh, I see you didn't bring your cute blonde friend. We could have had a nice dinner, y'know? Fresh shit as a first plate?" she put on a fake smile. "Cheating with bullshit sauce as a second?" 

"Demi, it was all fake." 

"Besides of being an asshole, you're a dumb fucker too." she yelled, tears now covering her face. "You knew it would go live on TV." 

"I didn't-" 

"What did you expect? Me being a noob and not watching? Or thinking it was just Photoshop?" 

"Can you shut up for one minute and let me explain?" he yelled. 

"Don't you yell me to shut up." 

"For God's sake it was all fake. I knew you would watch it. I called you before to explain but you didn't answer. I called you a thousand times later, I came here and Ann threatened me with a claw hammer. I came later and Mickey started kicking me! The next six days I came here and almost slept on the doorstep but nobody would answer. I tried talking to Kris but she just yelled and yelled and some redhead made me leave. I'm sick, and tired of arguing with everyone so please, just listen. It was all fake. My father has threatened to kill you in these two months if I didn't break up with you because you weren't good enough. So I made this fake thing, I can even bring that girl who was with me to confirm it. I knew it was going to be on TV, and, I wanted to so my father could shut up. And then-" 

"Then what? We'd be living happily ever after? We'd be living; a lie?" 

"It was the only way. I could stay with you. Because; I couldn't; go the other way. I know that you're hurt and I'm sorry, I am so sorry-" 

"Your apologies won't fix this." she whispered wiping her tears with her sleeves. "All my life I was obliged to live in a fake ass life so everybody would be pleased and so, nobody would complain. I'm not doing that again, Harry. If your relationship with me is dangerous for the both of us, then, that's it. It's done. I don't want to be anybody's mistress or dirty little secret. I want to be me." 

"Demi, please, no." he reached for her hand 

"Stop." she shrugged away. "This thing was way too high from the beginning. I'm just the poor girl Harry. So let go." 

"I can't.. I don't want to." he held back his emotions, his pupils growing wide. 

"Goodbye." she said but her voice shook terribly, so she just closed the door in front of him. 

She tried and tried not to sob, but it was too strong. And she was too depressed to keep on. She collapsed into her best friend's chest, and the girl just wrapped her arms around her, holding her in place. 

"It's all good." 

"I, I love-" 

"I know, I know everything." Kris whispered closing her eyes.

Suddenly, Demi stopped sobbing, but became heavier in her ams. Way too heavy. 

"Demi?" Kris froze as Demi started shaking. 

She pulled her into the floor. 

Soon Demi started breathing uncontrollably, letting out horrifying sounds as her eyes rolled back. 

"Demi?" the terrified girl yelled pushing into her chest. "Oh my God. Demi?"

"Ann!!! Jesus, somebody help me!"

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They all sat in the waiting room as the doctor exited Demi's room. 

"Her health conditions are somehow fine, despite the glioblastoma. The cells are spreading quickly. She needs treatment." 

"Glio-what?" Kris frowned not knowing the meaning of the word. 

"Glioblastoma." the doctor repeated. 

"The fuck is that?" Mickey yelled, standing up. 

"Wait, you don't know?" the doctor froze as he watched the four look at each other confused. 

"Know fucking what?" Mickey yelled louder, watching Ian's skin get paler and his eyes widen. "The fuck is globestorm?" 

"Mickey, it's- it's glioblasto-stoma." Ian gulped down. 

"What is?" Ann asked but Ian held back the answer. "What is?" she yelled. 

"You all don't have a clue?" the doctor asked after walking around the room, nervous." 

"N-no?!" Mickey breathed in and out harshly. 

"M-Mick, Demi is very sick." Ian put his hand on Mickey's shoulder. 

"Sick? Sh-She was sick b-before, we can handle it, she'll get better right?" 

"Mickey, it's not tha-that kind of sick." he said, his eyes waterly. 

"The fuck?" Mickey pushed him off. "What is wrong with her." he grabbed the doctor by his collar, tightening his grip. 

"She has, g-glioblastom-ma." the doctor whispered scared. 

"The fuck is that shit? The fuck is wrong-"

"Demi has brain cancer." Ian yelled, soon regreting what he said.

They all stood in silence, so silent that it looked like none of them was breathing. Nobody ever said anything. Mickey slowly let go on the doctor and collapsed himself on the hospital seat.

Nothing ever lasts forever they say.

And clearly, sadness didn't.

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