Here Comes The Sun (Demi Lovato/Naya Rivera)

Starstruck

I was cuddling with Naya on the couch, laying on her chest. She was playing with my newly cut hair occasionally commenting on how good this looked on me. "Demi, you know we have to talk about this right?" I closed my eyes and snuggled into her chest.

"I don't want to." She laughed and rubbed my back.

"Too bad, it's needed. Where do you want to start?"

I groaned, "How about when you became obsessed with me?" I looked up and winked cheekily.

"I had a crush on you since before I met you." She replied honestly. "That's why I was so nervous when I found out you were coming to play Dani. I guess you could say I was starstruck." I tried not to awh at that but failed. "Shut up. Anyway, when did you start to have feelings for me?"

"The-first-moment-I-met-you." I mumbled.

"What was that?" She smirked.

"The first moment I met you, you little bitch. You did something cute and it gave me a fucking fluttery feeling." I blushed, but tried to appear like my life didn't revolve around her smile.

"A 'fucking fluttery feeling.'" I nodded. "Wow babes you sure know how to flatter a girl." She chuckled, while I hid my face for the millionth time. "You're so cute." I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Yeah well you're an asshole." There was a moment of silence. "Naya can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

I leaned on my side so I could look at her, but not fall off the couch we were still seated on. "Do you remember when you were over after you brought me home that first night?" She shook her head yes and I continued, "Well you were in the bathroom for a while and I came to check on you. You were on the phone saying you did not want something to happen again, you know how bad it ended up last time. You also told me earlier that day you had a lot on your mind. What was wrong?" She looked nervous to answer, so I intertwined my fingers with hers for support.

"I have had a bad history with developing feelings for someone and them ending up hurting me." I feel her on a spiritual level right now. "I don't know if you knew this, but Lea called us falling for each other from the start. She just did not want me to get hurt. I used to have an eating disorder, and I- it was my way to deal with things. She just did not want to see me like that again. As for what was on my mind, you were. You made me laugh from the start, and I did not want to fall for you. You were so damn captivating though. You are child at heart, yet somehow have this edgy quality. It's adorable and sexy and you." I teared up and kissed her cheek.

"You don't have to get into it, hopefully we have a long time to learn about all that backstory." She looked at me thankfully, and I rubbed the topside of her hand with my thumb as a response. "I have stuff you should know though. Stuff you should know now." I took a deep breath before speaking. Okay, here I go.

"I had feelings for one other girl before. Her name is Marissa. I don't know if you know about her, but we were friends for an extremely long time. When I was younger I didn't really know what those feelings were, I just thought she was a really good friend. Maybe a year and a half ago I finally admitted to myself I had feelings for her, but it was showing long before that. When she found out... When she found out she changed. She made fun of me, told people I was a 'stupid lesbian,' and horrible other things. One night Wilmer found out, this was back when I was dating him. He freaked out and called me nasty things and he tried to ra-" Suddenly I couldn't breathe. I was screaming and I felt the tears streaming down my face. My whole body was shaking. Naya sprung into action and sat me down with my head between my knees. I cried as the memory came back full force.

"Let me show you what a man can do baby." One hand went down to my waist and tugged at my jeans. As he was about to pull them down I swung the arm he wasn't holding on to and slapped the smirk off his face. His eyes turned completely black. He gripped me by my shoulders and tossed me onto the couch, and when I tried to get up he pushed me back down climbing on top of me. His hands traveled all over my body as I laid there, useless as a pen without ink. He slammed his lips to mine and pressed on my breast. "S- stop." I whimpered.

All he did was laugh and pull down my jeans. He grabbed my hand and guided it to pull down his own, and when they were off he took my hand to massage his already throbbing erection. He then pulled down my underwear with his teeth, crawled up me looking satanic, and entered me.

I snapped back to reality and I was shaking. "Demi!" Naya screamed. I lifted my head up and looked her in the eyes. "What just happened??"

"Naya is it possible to forget something happened if it really traumatized you?" I had to put my head back between my knees.

"I don't know. What do you think it was?" Her voice shook.

"I- Wilmer raped me."

*2 Hours Later*

"Ma'am calm down please." The officer pleaded Naya to stop screaming. I was on my bed snuggling with a pillow from the Hilton's in my room recounting everything I recently remembered to another deputy. The former was trying to calm the Latina in my living room.

I flinched when I heard a wail and knew she broke down.

"Is that everything you can tell me?" The officer looked at my teary eyes. I nodded and followed him out into the main part of my home. Naya was a mess on the couch and I shook violently. "Thank you for this information. We will see what we can do." Both of them nodded and left, leaving me to collapse on the floor while my something cried on the cushions above me.

If you're wondering what happened, after I told Naya that Wilmer raped me, and descriptively what I remembered, she flamed up with the fury. In a matter of one second she was on the phone getting police to my apartment. I was numb the whole time, unable to believe something that was blocked out from my mind and replaced with another memory for months. What we found out is without proof they can't do much, but they will investigate and let us know what happened. I don't know to feel better or worse, but as I crawled up to the crying girl in my broken state, I knew as long as I had her it would be okay.

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