All alone. No one to lay down with. Demi began to think if she made the right decision to end her relationship for good. She wanted to call Wilmer but hesitated, she needed to learn how to be more independent on her own and not to lean on someone for her own healing. So, she decided to do what she did best. Drink. That was her solution to everything, drugs and alcohol. She drunk until she fell into her usual deep sleep.
"Hello" said Demi, as she got up from the bed the next morning hungover.
It was her long time best friend Kehlani. Kehlani and Demi met through high school and clicked ever since. She was always there for Demi no matter how big the situation was.
"Hey bitch, what are we doing today!" said Kehlani excitedly.
"I have to head down to the studio and record some music, if you wanna come along that's fine, and then after we could get something to eat."
"Someone was telling me about this night club, we should go!" said Kehlani, hoping that Demi would agree. Demi was never really the party type since she was always dealing with work stuff and when she USED to be focused on sobriety and well being.
"I don't know...." said Demi.
"Girl, stop being so boring all the time you need to loosen up and have fun. I know you've been stressed out lately so let's go. Pleaseeee." begged Kehlani.
" Okay fine, but come over so I can find something to wear." said Demi, already regretting her choice.
"On my way right now"
After Demi and Kehlani got back from the studio, they went straight home, getting prepared for their night ahead. They both found something sexy and eye catching to wear. They both knew they'd be bringing someone home tonight, drunk or not.
"Bitch we about to get some dick." said Kehlani, as Demi laughed.
"Let's go lani!" Demi yelled playfully.
As they got to the club, people were dancing, drinking, and getting high. Demi knew she should've stayed home because it was a trigger to her seeing people do the things she did that she wasn't suppose to be doing and Kehlani didn't know that she relapsed back into drugs and alcohol. She wasn't planning on letting her know either, she was tired of people trying to control her every move and she knew what she was doing was wrong but refused to let anyone know.
As she sat at bar, she watched everyone enjoying their lives, laughing and dancing, wishing she was in that place but know matter how hard she tried she couldn't get out of her state of depression. She felt horrible that Kehlani dragged her out here and she wasn't even having a good time. She saw Kehlani dancing with Odell Beckham, someone she had a quick fling with and they never spoke since. They didn't have any hatred for each other, they just didn't have anything in common. It was simply just great causal sex, that was all he was good for.
"Hey Demi, how you been?" asked Odell, as he came over to her.
"I've been okay, how about you"? she responded.
"I've been doing great actually, but why you over here looking lonely and shit" Odell joked.
" I don't know, you wanna go back to my place?" Demi found herself slipping those words out, instantly regretting what she just asked, but to her surprise Odell agreed. Demi went to find Kehlani to let her know she was leaving in Odell's car since they went with Kehlani's Range Rover.
"You better have some sexy lingerie under them clothes" Kehalni whispered into Demi's ear as she giggled. Demi wasn't gonna lie she was excited of what would happen when she left. As her and Odell left they went straight to his house.
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