*Yes finally you've all been asking, you are welcome, enjoy fuckers*
"We need to talk." You sat beside her on the bench beside the house, "What's up?" She took your hand in both of hers and you could feel her shaking. "Dems what's going on?" She look you in your eyes and they were glassy. You crinkled your brows in pain from her crying and she cleared her throat, "I uh- I need help leaving John. He's uh, abusing me." She let some tears slip and you took her in your arms rubbing her back, "and when I'm with you and open my doors and get me water and look at me with those loving eyes, I see how I deserve to be looked at and I can't leave here and go back to L.A. to him." You nodded your head in agreement and let your wheels turn. "I can call my State Trooper friend and have him come down here take a statement and then go to your house and handle John. He won't be able to hurt you ever again." She sat up and wiped her eyes, "Are you sure he'll handle it?" You giggled, "Of course Russ would take a bullet for me." She giggled and laid her forehead on your shoulder. "Now about the way I look at you..." She looked up and I pressed my lips to hers feeling her kiss back and wrap one hand around my neck pulling me closer. "Woah kiddo! I get to your party 20 mins late and your making out with a celebrity? Who are you anymore?" Russ joked, you stood up and hugged him. Pulling away you looked at Demi and she nodded, "Listen Russ, I know you have the day off but can you do me, well Demi mainly a favor." He nodded and Demi went on the explain the horrific man she was with and it all clicked. You sat beside her the whole time and held her hand rubbing her wrist soothing her. After she filed her statement you took her inside for a minute and let her cool off. Walking over to the sink your rinsed you hands and grabbed a cookie, "Thank you so much. This was supposed to be your day and I stole it." You set your cookie down and walked over to her draping your arms around her neck, hers around your waist pulling you close, "Babygirl, never be sorry for getting yourself help. If today was the only time you had then thank you for speaking up." You really didn't care, she didn't help and she got it, that's all that mattered. She pressed a sweet kiss on your lips and pulled you towards the backyard, "Let's get you back to your party. You did just graduate college." Demi thought about how amazing you were as you walked hand and hand towards your mom.
Later that night you and Demi were sitting on the living room floor watching TV with your parents when a news report came on, "27 year old Johnathan Carlos was arrested earlier this evening for domestic charges pressed by his now ex girlfriend Demi Lovato. Arresting officer Russel Jones said only one sentence to the media, 'You owe me Y/N' as he took Jones to jail. More on this mysterious Y/N to come." You all laughed at the last part and said your goodbyes. You rode with Demi to L.A. to stay for a few days and look for jobs. The two of you lucky to have each other, Demi saved your life at 17 and you saved hers at 26.
