Forever and Always

Chapter 22

Demi's POV
After we finished at the Hard Rock Cafe, we all went right to our rooms. The whole time, Dani had acted as if nothing was wrong at all. The sad part is that, I almost could believe that she was perfectly fine. It scared me, made me wonder how easily she could hide something from me.

The moment I closed the door, Dani pulled me to her and crushed our lips together. I was caught completely off guard and it took a second before I kissed back. When I finally did, she turned us around and walked me back to the bed. Dani pushed me down, climbed on top of me and kissed up my neck and to my lips.

"Danielle," I said when she moved back down to my neck.

"Hm?" Her hand snaked up my shirt and under my bra.

I was so going to regret stopping but I wasn't going to let her put this off.

"You need to talk about this."

"I don't need to do anything," Dani responded and her hand moved to unclip my bra.

"Yes you do."

She removed her hand, stopped kissing me, and rested her forehead on my shoulder. Finally, Dani picked her head up and her face hovered over mine.

"Can we just leave it?"

I placed my hand on her cheek. "You can't just leave something like this, sweetie."

Her jaw tensed. "Well I sure as hell can try."

Dani got off me and I sat up.

"Baby-"

"Don't, Demi," she closed her eyes and held her hand up. When she opened them again, they were wet with tears. "Please, just stop. I'm not going to talk. I'm not ready to talk."

"But-"

"Jesus, Demi, what the fuck do you want me to do?" Dani snapped and I flinched. "Do you want me to fucking break down? Would you like to see me lay here and cry so much I can't breathe? Is that what you fucking want?"

I stood up. "I just don't want you to hold anything in. It's not good for you."

"It's my way to cope!"

"Find a different way!" We were both shouting in each other's face now.

"News flash, people can have different ways to deal with things. Not everyone has to be the same as you."

"I didn't say you had to be."

"Then stop trying to make me talk."

"It's unhealthy to keep things bottled up!"

"You know what," Dani threw her hands in the air and walked to the door, "I can't do this right now."

I walked after her. "What are you doing?"

Dani opened the door and walked out. "Finding a different way to cope!"

She stormed down the hall and punched the elevator button.

"Alright, fine!" I shouted to her. "Do whatever you want to, I don't fucking care!"

Before I could see the look on her face, I slammed the door and stormed back to the bed.

I was lying, I did care. I cared more than my angry self wanted to admit. Honestly, I didn't know why I was mad really. I was mad that she wouldn't talk, I was mad that I couldn't get her to talk, and I was mad that I let myself get mad. I wanted to go after her but I was pretty sure it would just end with more yelling.

I sighed, got up, and got ready for bed.

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Dani hadn't come back all night. I wanted to wait for her to come back but we had to leave to go get ready for the New Years Eve concert.