I'd Go Through Hell and Back for You

I press the home button on my phone again and wait for it to light up. 2:53 it says. I sigh, the person I was supposed to meet is twenty minutes late. My hands start to shake and I keep looking around the restaurant and out the windows. I am so paranoid lately. I am constantly looking over my shoulder and my heart races when my phone chimes with a text. I am so sick of this crap! I just want this asshole to leave me and my best friend the hell alone! I was hoping that this meeting will help me resolve this mess, it was my last resort to saving Demi and Alex’s relationship. If I can’t get this person’s help then I am shit out of luck and will have to tell Demi about this secret.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard a familiar voice say my name. The voice I’ve been waiting nearly a half hour to hear. “Sorry I’m late, there was traffic. Plus you know me, always late.” Joe joked. Yes the one and only Joe Jonas. He was the only person that I could think of to help me.

I stood up and gave him a hug. “It’s okay, it’s given me time to figure out what I’m going to say to you.”

“I haven’t spoken to you in what, a year or more? So to get your phone call to meet up was a complete surprise.” Joe said as he sat down across from me.

“I know that it is probably bizarre to hear from me since we were never exactly close, but I need your help.” I looked down at the table as I chipped the paint off of my nails.

“My help with what exactly?” he asked. His voice mixed with confusion and curiosity

“Your help to save Demi’s relationship.” I said barely above a whisper. I looked up at Joe who was wearing a confused expression.

“I talked to her a couple days ago and she said nothing about having troubles with Alex.” He leaned into the table and folded his hands together.

“That’s because as far as she knows her relationship is perfect. Other than the fact that when I left her earlier that she probably was having second thoughts about it being perfect.” I scratched my head. I could see it in Demi’s eyes when she told me that Brian cheated on me. Those tears in her eyes weren’t just because she had to break the news to me, but because she she fears that Alex will do the exact same thing to her.

“Alex isn’t cheating on her, is he?” Joe cut me off and went into protective mode.

“No, Alex adores Demi and would never do that do her.” I shook my head rapidly. “But someone has been threatening me to break them up.”

“Then why are you coming to me and not the police?” he gasped.

“If I go to the police then,” I paused as I licked my lips. I looked around once again, paranoia really kicking in. Do I really want to go here? Once I tell Joe what is going on then I can’t take it back. The secret will be out and that is taking a big chance. “Then bad things can happen. One of many things, if not all, will transpire. This person is threatening Alex’s life, mine and Demi’s careers.”

“I’m still not following, if you go to the police then this person will be locked up and nothing bad will happen. And I’m not sure how Demi’s career can be ruined. The girl has gone through hell and back and is doing just fine.”

“Where that is true since Demi has been completely honest with the world about her past, there is ways to get around things. Where will she be if someone caused her to lose her record deal? Yeah she can find another label or do what Alex has done and put out her music with no label. But what if her fans thought Demi was a liar or hypocrite? This person can make Demi’s life hell with the media. I won’t let that happen. ruin my career but don’t mess with my friends. I have to find a way to save her relationship and her reputation.” I ranted without taking a breath.

“Okay I can see that, but why go through you? What’s this person threatening you with?” Joe questioned confused.

I sighed, bringing one arm down to wrap around my waist protectively. “At first the person knew that I would do anything to save Demi, but when I threatened to out them to the media and/or the cops then some how this person found out something personal about me, I’m not sure how, but they did. Now they are threatening my baby.”

“Your baby?” Joe’s eyes widened. “You’re pregnant?”

I nodded as I rubbed my stomach. I could feel a slight bump forming which made me happy. I hate Brian for doing what he did to our relationship, but I won’t let him ruin this for me. I am in love with my baby already and I will do this with or without him.

“Are you okay?” Joe asked concerned. I shrugged and my phone dinged with a text. I checked to see if it was from the asshole or one of the worry crew back in Maryland. If you hadn’t guessed yet I drove all the way to New York and on my way I text Joe to see if he was here or in LA, and to my luck he was in New York. He had to cancel plans with his brothers which made me feel bad, but I told him it was urgent.

The text was from Demi asking if I was okay. She’s sent me fifteen texts, Taylor and Priscilla have text me eight times each and called once, Lex has called five times, then there’s Jack who has text me twenty times and called ten times leaving four voicemails. I opened a new text and set it as a group text telling them all that I was fine and will call them later. Once I sent the text one came almost immediately after, but much to my dismay it wasn’t from one of them.

Tick tock. Tick tock. Your time is running out. Break them up or I will have to take measures into my own hands and you don’t want me to do that.

I groaned and laid my phone back down on the table. I felt like I was in the fucking Pretty Little Liars. This shit has to stop and fast. “To answer your question, no I am not okay. Today I found out that my boyfriend cheated on me. I’m knocked up and probably going to have to raise this kid alone, which I don’t mind doing because my mom did just find raising me all on her own. Then I have this asshole threatening the lives of people I care about and my own. I can’t go to the police because if I do I’ll just look like a crazy, hormonal pregnant woman. I didn’t go to the cops two years ago, I figure out a way around the whole situation and I will do that this time. I don’t need the media in my business more than it already is.”

I unlocked my phone and clicked on the texts from the person and handed Joe my phone so he knew that the threats were real.

Joe ran his hands down his face with a sigh after he read through the texts. “How exactly am I supposed to help? If you’re too scared to go to the police then how is telling me any differently?”

“Because the person sending me those texts is a friend of yours. I thought maybe you can get him to stop and see that Demi is happy with Alex and to just leave her alone.” I didn’t have the person’s name in my contacts, it just says ‘asshole’ so Joe hadn’t realized that he does indeed know this person.

“What are you talking about? None of my friends would threaten a person.” he scrunched up his face. I could tell that he didn’t believe me.

“Well then you don’t know your friends very well because Wilmer is the one behind those texts.” I snapped. “Go ahead, go to the contact and check the number.”

I watched as Joe poked at my phone, finding what he needed to. His eyes widened in shock when he saw for himself that I was telling the truth. He dropped my phone on the table like it had burned him. The color drained from his face, I thought he was going to pass out or puke. “I’m so sorry. I never thought he would do something like this.” he apologized.

“You don’t need to be sorry, you didn’t do this.” I shrugged. “I get that Wilmer loves Demi and doesn’t want to see her marry another guy, but he’s taken shit too far. I thought the shit I went through with Debby two years ago was bad. But he’s taking the cake with death threats.”

“I’ll talk to him, I promise. Nick may be with Olivia and adores the shit out of her, but he would kill me if I let anything happen to you. And I would never forgive myself if something happens to Demi.”

“Thank you so much.” I said relieved. “I hate to put you in the position to ruin a friendship, but I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it. I’m glad you came to me for help and not try to do this on your own.” he smiled at me.

“You sound like Jack and Lex.” I smirked remembering to how they were thankful that I had finally came to them with the whole Debby fiasco.

“You have good friends.” he nodded.

“I do.” I laughed. “I probably should start back to Maryland. If I don’t get back tonight, they might send out a search party.”

“Okay, I’ll walk you out.” Joe said. He got up and took money out of his wallet and put down on the table. I went to get money but he insisted that he would pay.

As we were leaving the cafe I got these really sharp pains in my stomach. I screamed out in pain as I bent over, clenching my stomach. “Oh my god, it hurts.” I cried.

“Oh shit.” Joe gasped. “Come on, I’m going to take you to the hospital.”

Joe helped me to his car and rushed to the nearest hospital. The entire ride felt like a century. The pain kept getting worse and it terrified me. What if I am losing my baby? I can’t go through that. I watched the physical and emotional pain my mom went through when she lost Scarlett, I’m not strong enough to go through that. I just prayed that everything will be okay. When we go to the hospital, Joe helped me inside and yelled for a nurse to help. A nurse came out with a wheelchair and said she would take care of me. “Call Demi, please.” I cried as the nurse wheeled me into the back.

“Please let my baby be okay.” I kept repeating as the nurse examined me. Finally the doctor came in and said she was going to do an ultrasound to see if my baby is okay. Even then I just kept saying “please let my baby be okay.” I will do anything if I haven’t lost my baby. I’ll come clean to Demi if that’s what it takes.

“Miss Gomez…” I heard the doctor say. I opened my eyes and stopped talking. I couldn’t help but think am I dreaming when she started to tell me what she needed to. If felt like an alternate universe.

“Oh my god.” I breathed out as I looked at the monitor with tears in my eyes. It was real…