Danger Signs // Demi Lovato // 4

52. Do All The Things On Our Minds

Back home, I changed into some sweats and washed my face, struggling to get the waterproof mascara off.

My mind was racing, thinking back to what had happened in Jordan's room. I lay on my bed, eyes closed so I could remember every detail. Jay's hesitation to answer the question. The way Jordan asked Jay if she was still taking anything. It was... almost like he knew something I didn't.

I opened my eyes to darkness. So much time had passed and I hadn't even realized. I was too caught up in my own head. Rolling to my side, I flicked the lamp on and found my phone. It was dying so I put it on charge before going to Instagram. I hesitated, but clicked on my messages and went to my chat with Jordan. We didn't talk much, our last messages being from when Jay wasn't at school after Paige died.

Slowly, my thumbs typed out a message. I read it several time before hitting send.

Me: Hey I don't really know how else to ask this but I was wondering if you knew anything about Jay and if she's still getting Ritalin or doing anything else I should know about

A few minutes later, Jordan was active and he started typing.

Jordan: She hasn't told me anything except for today. But I don't think she's doing anything like that anymore

I stared at the message for a long time, not sure what to think. I wanted to believe Jordan and believe in Jay, but something in me screamed that there was something going on that neither of us saw.

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The next day, Jay came over with some movies we'd both been wanting to see. We grabbed a bunch of snacks from the kitchen before heading up to my room. I dug into a bag of Doritos, an awkward silence falling over us. Jay stayed still, eyes unfocused as she stared intently at something. I tried to follow her gaze, but couldn't tell if she was looking at the TV or the candles I had recently set up on either side of it. They were more for decoration than anything else because I had never lit them and I couldn't even see myself lighting them. And the last thing I wanted was to forget to blow them out and go to bed.

"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked.

She seemed to snap back into reality, finding me watching her. She looked horrified, like I caught her doing something bad. I licked my fingertips clean of cheesy Dorito dust. "What?" Jay said.

"I asked what you were thinking about," I repeated, putting a clip on the bag and setting it on the nightstand.

"Oh, nothing really. Just zoned out. What do you wanna watch first?" She held up the movies for me to see while I got the Xbox ready.

"Horror first. Then we can lighten the mood with the funny ones," I said, taking the horror movie from her. After I put it in the slot, I added, "Just know I'll be really scared and hug you a lot."

"Am I supposed to have a problem with that?"

I made sure the curtains blocked out as much light as possible and used the controller to start the movie. Jay held her arms open, leaning back against the pillows. I lay cuddled up next to her, her arm around my shoulders.

During the scary parts, I jumped, holding Jay tighter. She laughed slightly at me and I wondered how she wasn't as scared as I was. There were some parts that caused her to squeeze me a little more, but she never squealed or squeaked in fear like I did. She found my fear to be cute and entertaining, so a couple times I told her to focus on the movie.

During the next two, we still cuddled laughing together until our sides started hurting. I was crying from laughter by the end and we sat up to stretch.

Jay leaned down, tilting my head up to kiss me. I welcomed it quickly, opening my mouth when Jay's tongue flicked my upper lip. Our bodies pressed together, trying to get as close as possible, lips working in sync.

On my back, Jay leaned down over me, kissing my lips until deciding to move down to my neck. She kissed the sensitive spot under my ear, making my mouth open and my head tilt back a little. I heard a little giggle and she nipped my ear before moving back to my lips. Her fingers trailed their way down my stomach, to a spot between my legs. She had stopped kissing me and saw me biting my lip as I waited to see what she was going to do to me.

My pants weren't very thick, so she was able to find my clit easily and started rubbing it. It would have felt better without two layers of cloth between her fingers and my skin, but she made it feel good, both of us knowing we couldn't do much with Maia in the house.

I kept my moans quiet, covering my mouth with both hands for extra muffling, until my phone rang and Jay stopped.

I sat up again, almost out of breath and grabbed my phone to read Maia's message.

"Wanna get food with us?" I asked Jay, her response to grin and nod her head eagerly.