I Hate You, Don't Leave Me ~ Nemi

Emotions

NICK'S P.O.V.:

After leaving the avenue of Demi's therapist building, I sighed with a slight smile on my face and feeling a kind of freedom I haven't felt in a while. I decided to eat a pizza on my way back home, since Priyanka told me not to come back for dinner, and then went back to our house.

I entered listening to absolute silence and thought she was sleeping, so I sat on the couch and checked on my notifications. I had a text from Joe.

Joe ~ you should've finished already. How did it go? What happened there?

I smiled slightly and dialed his number. He took the call quickly, which made me chuckle. He really wanted to know everything.

"Nick, I've been waiting for your call since 6 p.m." I chuckled again.

"It took us a while to finish letting everything out. About two or three hours, precisely." I said with a grin.

"Wow, that must've been wild." I nodded.

"It was. We talked about everything, literally." He gasped on the line.

"Did you talk about ummm...about what you guys had? Or almost had, whatever." I chuckled with a nod.

"Yes, we did. It was kind of chaotic to be honest. We cried like idiots in a moment but...also, you won't believe what she told me. I really never thought she had those thoughts about me."

"What did she tell you?" I chowed down on my lip.

"She told me, she never reached out for me cause she thought I wanted her to die when she...overdosed." I said in a whisper.

"You're joking, aren't you?" I sighed.

"I'm not. I can't believe she thought that...I told her that I would've...died right after her that night if she died." There was a moment of silence and I knew he was smiling on the other line.

"I'm proud of you, bro. And...did you tell her something that exposed you?" I chuckled scratching the back of my neck.

"Well, just the truth. I told her I never reached out for her before the events because...I was in love with her." My brother gasped again and I chuckled ready to hear him gush about the situation. But that obviously, didn't happen.

"Oh wow, it feels really cool to know you were in love with her, and you loved her to die for her. I thought you were just best friends." I closed my eyes as I heard my wife's voice close to me and sighed.

"Joe, I'll call you later." I hang up on him and turned my eyes up, to glance at Priyanka, standing in front of me. "Is it cool to spy?" I asked her with an eye roll.

"I'm not spying. I came to greet you peacefully and heard you talking all in love about her." I sighed and stood up.

"I don't wanna talk about this."

"You really don't? Cause I think if we want our marriage to improve we should talk through this." I chuckled angrily.

"I don't want out marriage to improve if you don't trust me. And I know you don't. So leave it there...we'll talk tomorrow." She chuckled and whispered her next words.

"You never got over that cokehead." I frowned and stopped in my tracks while in the stairs. I turned around and glared at her.

"How did you just call her?" She shrugged.

"I called her cokehead, is not what she is? Cause I swear I still remember she overdosed with oxycodin three years ago." I bit my lips and walked to her pointing at her chest with my finger.

"You call her that way once more and I'll ask for the divorce." I saw her confident expression change to fear and she shook her head not understanding me.

"You're not being serious. You really wanna divorce just because I called her a coke-"

"Don't fucking say it again. You know nothing about Demi, about her life and about the reasons that made her relapse. Stop talking shit about her just because you're jealous of her, for no reasonable reason." She chowed down on her lip and crossed her arms over her waist.

"Do I really have no reasons to be jealous of her? Cause if I remember well, you just said you were in love with her and you would've died if she died." I sighed loudly and grabbed her arms.

"Priyanka, you're my wife. You're married with me, I don't understand why you get jealous over something I felt three years ago. Demi was my best friend for most part of my life, I don't need you to understand it and be happy about it; I'm just begging you to respect her and respect me if I wanna help her with her life."

"You're gonna go back to her and forget about me. That's why I get jealous." I shook my head and hugged her.

"I won't go back to her. Chill. We never dated." She sighed.

"But you almost did."

"It doesn't matter now. It's on the past. Now, I'll go to sleep...and you should too." She nodded and I walked upstairs quietly.

Once I got to our bedroom, my phone vibrated and I saw a notification I truly wasn't expecting to see.

Unknown ~ hello, this is my new number. I changed it last year and I just thought maybe you'd want to have it...just in case. Um, that's all. Demi.

I raised my eyebrows with a smile on my face and added her contact to my list under the name "Demi". I wanted to name her with more love, but I knew if Priyanka saw it, she'd make another drama about it. And I was already full of her dramas. Mostly, when she played the victim like she did downstairs.

You may think I'm a jerk for saying this, but I got to know her in the year of marriage. She was possessive, jealous and obviously an actress.

After I got under the covers ready to sleep, I looked to the ceiling in the dark and smiled slightly before stretching my arm to my right and grab my phone.

Nick ~ thanks. I already added you to my contacts. Bye.

I texted her knowing she wouldn't reply cause I even sounded not happy to talk to her, even tho I was. But she surprised me, as always.

Demi - Bye

I left my phone on the bedside table and closed my eyes with a sigh before smiling again. I really did miss her all these years. She used to be a part of me...