Let Me Teach Ya (Nemi)

I'm here

Nick's POV

"Demi? Demi?" I called out, but heard nothing. I looked around the room, unsure of what had just happened. I couldn't remember anything. I placed my hand on my throbbing head and looked around the room. It was a complete and utter mess. There were so many things thrown all over the place, but I was not sure why. I started to walk deeper into my house, following the shards of glass that were scatter along the the floor, most likely from the vase that had been knocked over. Once I got closer to the hallway, I began to see droplets of blood. At this point, I started to panic. I stood there for a minute with my hand on my forehead, trying to pinpoint the last of my memories.

I stood there for a few minutes, replaying the events of last night. I can remember Demi calling me and telling me how scared she was to sleep alone at her house. I told her that she could stay with me for the night, until we got some cameras up at her place. I remember getting into the car and going to get her. Once we got back I remember taking her around the house and showing her the house. I showed her where she was going to be staying, and then, oh yeah, and then I was out drinking some wine in the living room. I stood there as I rubbed my forehead, and continued to think things through. I remember Demi came out through the hallway, looking breathtaking, and then we started talking. I turned around and pointed towards the living room of where we sat. I imagined us sitting there, carrying on our conversation. I remember taking Demi over there by the wall. I thought as I shifted my attention towards the wall. Next, I remember showing Demi how we can fuck up against the wall. Things got heated, and we ended up kissing. I can remember stopping her, like an idiot, and telling her that we shouldn't cross that line, and then I remember leaving to get some food. I paused and now faced the door. Okay, I got food, and came back home. I remember opening the door and seeing Demi standing there pissed off. She was holding the computer in her hand, pointing at the screen. I thought to myself as I turned from side to side to see if I could find the computer that she had in her hand, but I didn't see it. I looked back at the door and continued to reply last nights scenario. So, I came home, and then I remember Demi upset, very upset. She wanted to know what exactly was on the computer, and then, then, fuck! Why can't I remember what happened after that? I thought to myself as I took a deep breath and then looked around the room. I decided to go to the security room to look at the tapes from last night.

I walked back to my security room on the south side of the mansion. I needed to know what exactly happened last night. I sat down in front of the computer screens and began rewinding the tapes. I went as far back as when I saw me opening the door and seeing Demi just standing there. I watched as Demi stood there arguing with me. The next thing I saw, caused me to move closer to the screen. I leaned in a little, I watched as two people, in skii masks, abruptly come through the door. I saw Demi standing there screaming, unable to move. One of the masked people grabbed hold of me while the other one stuck me with a syringe. I grabbed my neck, and felt for the puncture. I continued to watch the video as I saw myself falling to the ground. I watched Demi turn, and run away from the two people, but she wasn't fast enough. They grabbed hold of her, and one placed a towel over her mouth, making her pass out, most likely from the chloroform. I could feel myself becoming tense and heated. The thought of anyone hurting Demi made me incredibly aggravated. I let out a huff and continued to watch. I fast forwarded the video a few minutes and saw Demi being dragged into a white van that was parked outside. I zoomed in, trying to read the license plate number, but it was unrecognizable. I watched the van drive off, and paused the video when I got the side view of the van. I looked closer and was even more confused, "Is that one of the JOCO vans?" I said out loud to myself. Just then my phone went off. I looked around, and pressed my pockets, trying to find where I stuck my phone. When I finally found it, I clicked talk.

"Mr. Jonas? This is the security guards from JOCO, I was just reviewing last nights tapes and noticed one of our vans leaving the parking structure after hours. Is this something that you were aware of?" They asked into the phone.