Collecting The Pieces

Joe's Stay

Demi's POV

A few minutes have passed after Joe said he was coming over. I was nervous. My mother was probably still awake, she will kill both of us if she cached us together. 

I heard something hit my window

" Demi! Demi! " i heard Joe's voice whispering from my backyard. 

I looked out the window that was behind my guitar stand.

I saw Joe wearing the same clothes as he was wearing before I came in the house. He had tiny pebbles in his hands.

There was a stair case jammed onto the wall of the outside of the house in case of a fire. He climbed the stairs still staring at me.

When he finally reached the window I opened the window and hugged him.

" Joe! You didn't have to come, everything is fine " I lied once again hoping it wouldn't become a habit. 

" Then why were you sobbing? " he asked while I helped him get in through the window. 

Once he touched his feet onto my floor i felt even more worried. 

I had the feeling that my mom was going to come in anytime soon to check on me. 

" I was crying because.." i said realizing that he really wanted the truth.

" My mother banned me from seeing you! " i continued speaking in a whisper. 

" What? Why? " he asked walking towards my bed. 

" She was pissed because I came home after my curfew! " I whispered heading towards the bed to sit next to him. 

" I'm sorry Demi! This is all my fault. " he said looking at me with hurt in his eyes. 

" What? No it's not. I was the one that completely forgot about my curfew. So it's my fault.. " 

" No its my fault. I should of introduced myself to your mother and told her that we were going out for dinner. So its my fault! " He said trying to prove me wrong. 

I laid down on my back and let my feet hang off the bed. 

" Your tired? " he asked me smiling 

" A lil bit " i confessed 

" I should get going then " he said standing up from the bed. 

" No! Please stay! " I told him too loudly. 

" but your Mothe--"

" My mother will come in at about twelve o'clock to check on me, I'll hide you in the closet or something then I'll set my timer to wake you up at eight o'clock in the morning for you to leave " i said taking breaths in between sentences.

" Good plan baby! " He told me smiling.

" Thanks. Alright, we have twenty seven minutes to talk and then I'll hide you somewhere. " i said chuckling

" Alright" he said grabbing my hand. I looked at him with a smile.

Be glanced down on the floor and saw my bloody tissue.

" Demi, what's this? " he asked releasing my hand and bending down to pick up my bloody tissue with his two fingers. 

" Joe, I'm sorry-- " 

" You cut again?!" he asked, tears started to form in my eyes. He looked at me in disbelief when I didn't respond. 

" You did. " he said, he looked disappointed.