Eternally Tragic; Love Will Remeber (A Demi Lovato Fan Fiction) Sequel to Sad

Chapter Five: Back To December...

Elizabeth's Point Of View

"So this is me swallowing my pride,

standing in front of you saying I'm Sorry for that night,

I go Back To December all the time,

Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,

Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine,

I'd go Back To December, turn around and make it all right,

I go Back To December all the time..."

The words played from my phone, sending an immense hatred down my soul. I have been thinking about that song ever since I stepped out the door in Demi's apartment a long time ago. I never should have left her like that and I never should have broken something so beautiful between us. I hated myself knowing she was in pain, I left her alone to battle her demons when I should have been with her.

Even though, The Art Institutes was my main priority, I had to choose Demi over my studies. It felt wrong to leave her just to go to college. I hated myself so much that I even dropped out of the boarding course and took general courses instead. I had more time for myself to think and I didn't have to stay at school twenty four hours a day.

Demi's Point Of View

Selena and Taylor had left for work so I was home alone. I woke up early and went for my morning run then came back home to shower and eat breakfast. After I ate, I went to dress in black skinny jeans, a red AC/DC shirt, heeled boots and my leather jacket. I went to the mall for a few hours to shop for a new wardrobe. After loading the car, I crossed the street to a bookstore in search for a good crime book. I ended up buying three crime series DVD's and two crime books. Before finally heading home I decided on stopping at Starbucks'.

Entering the store, I went to the counter and ordered my usual- a banana muffin and a white mocha latté. While waiting for my order, I looked around for a good place to sit when my eyes caught sight of something- someone. My heart had stopped beating then began to beat with adrenaline speed. My hands began to sweat and shaked. My knees buckled.

"E-Elizabeth..." I stuttered. It had just rolled out of my mouth without me ever thinking of calling her out.

"Demi..." She said with a shy sympathetic smile. Our eyes locked, gazing into each other. For a moment, I was petrified.

"Uh... Do you want to sit?" She asked, gesturing to the seat across from hers.

"Uhm... Sorry, I-I can't... I have to get back. Selena and Taylor might be worried." I spoke with a shaky voice. A part of me wanted to stay with her but another part just wanted to run away and cry.

"Oh... okay. Can I at least give you my number?" She asked. I nodded my head biting down on my lip. I took the tiny piece of paper from her and stuffed it in my jacket pocket.

"I'll see you around" She said with a smile. I turned my back on her after nodding my head, but, before I could actually walk away, my feelings over took me. I turned around to face her once again and took three steps forward.

"You know... I've got the same old number... just in case you were wondering..." I spat in a sense of anger and sadness.

I hated the feeling around my chest. I felt as though giant rubber bands tightened around my chest, making it impossible to breathe. My eyes watered and my knees buckled again. My hands and knees trembled uncontrollably as I tried to control my breathing. My chest tightened and my throat started to ache. The lump in my throat made it difficult to hold back the tears.