Status: slow
The Things We Do For Love
I walked up to the door of her house, or at least what I hoped was her house. I had traveled all this way, and I desperately needed this to be the right house. It had to be. She was famous now, but she was still my Demi, and I knew she would take care of me if I could only find her. I walked up the steps to her house and knocked on the door. It had been three years since I last saw her. Three years was a long time to not see someone. We were both so different now, both of having done things that we never had dreamed of doing. I knocked again, and prayed desperately that someone would answer. I needed her now, more than I had needed anything in the world. She was the last person who I knew would love me, even after I had done the unthinkable.
I had gotten pregnant.
I had gotten pregnant.
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First Time In Three Years
Demi and Dallas looked at me, shock in their eyes. I was the girl who planned on being pure until marriage, and yet here I was, sixteen and no longer a virgin. Sixteen wasn’t even that old, but I was going to have a baby. -
Everything You Wanted To Know and More
I paused for a moment to let her digest everything that I had said before I continued. I was amazed at myself and how calmly I was taking this all, it was actually quite amazing. -
What Best Friends Are For
"Thanks, Dems." I wrapped her in a hug. "That was seriously a life saver." She pulled back and smiled at me. Linking her arm in mine. "That's what best friends are for, right?" "Right." -
Tears and Surprises
Demi looked at it. You could tell she was slightly shaken "Can I see it for a second, Sammy?" -
Fights
My life was spinning out of control. First I got pregnant, then my parents kicked me out, and now Demi didn't even trust me. I was losing it. -
Breakdown
All of the noise was disorienting me, and I stepped forward only to fall onto my knees when the heel of my shoe hit the curb. I stayed there in embarrassment and fear, not wanting to get up and face the flashing lights again.