Crash and Burn

25. No

TW: Mentions of drugs, drug use and violence.

Another month and a half had passed since that day and it was now the beginning of July. I texted Demi that night and simply asked if her team knew. After fifteen minutes of berating Kelsey on the phone, completely losing myself in the midst of my anger and blaming her for letting me find out this way, she simply told me that she thought I knew. The news of our breakup spread fast in her team, but no one knew the real reason why, or at least that was what I assumed. I never told them, but I wasn't sure if Demi ever did. They did reach out to me to ask for my help to make sure that Demi doesn't fall too far off the wagon when she's back in LA, where there was no one constantly keeping an eye on her. I was reluctant, but I agreed eventually. I was still keeping my promise to help her through this.

I knocked on Mel's door as I walked past it, sighing when I didn't get a reply. I walked downstairs, quickly grabbing a piece of paper and scribbling down a note for her. I'd text her, but bitch blocked my number. I still remembered how she tearfully burst into my bedroom that day she found out.

Flashback

"Did you know?" I looked up from my book and saw Mel standing in my doorway with tears flowing down her cheeks. "Know what?" She stormed over and tossed her phone on my bed. I stayed silent, listening closely to the lyrics while finding the melody and chords oh so familiar. I glanced down at the phone and saw the song title. Sober. She told the world. "Yeah, I knew." I leaned back on my headboard intending to continue reading but the book was snatched away from my hands and flung across the room. I didn't even get to look at the fucking page number. "How long have you known? I know that you haven't spoken to her since you came back crying that day so you have to had known then. How could you leave her in her time of need?"

Unbelievable.

I scoffed and got up to grab my book. I skimmed through the pages, seemingly trying to find out where I stopped but in reality, I was just distracting myself so I wouldn't breakdown in tears as the memories flashed behind my eyes. "You don't know the half of it. Don't judge me when you don't even know what happened." I never told Mel what happened that day. I couldn't do that to either of them. Mel looked up to Demi too much and I didn't want to ruin that image, and Demi obviously still wasn't ready to admit it yet. "Demi won't ever leave you in your time of need, no matter what fucking happens. You disgust me, Alexandra." She picked up her phone, turned on her heel and slammed the door on her way out.

Flashback over

She hasn't spoken to me since. I looked down at my watch and saw that it was almost noon. I pinned the note onto the fridge and grabbed my keys, driving over to where was now my hellhole.

To say I was relieved when I didn't see the same car parked in the driveway was an understatement. When I tried the door, dread filled my body when I found it unlocked. The moment I stepped into the house, two furballs flew to my feet and started jumping up my legs. "I missed you too babies." I walked over to the couch hesitantly, afraid at what I was going to find but was pleasantly surprised when it was clean. I sat there playing with the dogs for a few minutes, trying to stall for time before going up to see Demi. When they both calmed down and started lying on their backs to practically demand for belly rubs, I got up and started walking upstairs. Time to face the music.

I stood outside her bedroom door listening intently for any voices. After a few seconds of not hearing anything, I knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a reply. Demi let out a scream when she saw me come in and I felt my cheeks flush. There she stood, right outside her bathroom door, naked as the day she was born while drying her hair with a towel. "I-I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting a reply so I just came in. I um, I'll let you change." I closed the door and leaned my back against the wall. Well that was awkward. I was broken out of my thoughts when a voice called through the house. "Hey Demi! I brought your stuff!" That fucking voice.