The moment Selena stepped out of the place with a huge bag hanging over her shoulders, she took a deep breath, letting all the air she missed so much filling her lungs. The fresh wind and breeze going through the airport sure felt like home to her. Being away, overseas for more than 2 years, battling, watching devastated families being tore apart was heartbreaking, thank God she was finally home. New York, city of dreams in America. A huge amount of people screamed, cheered, cried as they were all surrounding the plane while they waved the American flag in the air. She watched her mates running to their families, embraced by their children, parents, wives, husbands and all the people that counted the most for them. She couldn't help but wear a proud smile on her face. She fought with these people, everyday and every years, always by side. Every emotions possible were there. Happy tears were present, smiles, laughs, children squealing as they saw their father or mother. Selena clutched to her bag into a tight grip, her lips sealed into a tight line in a hopeful way and she was looking everywhere. She was hoping she could see those certain tears, this smile and laugh that were only for her. She didn't. Selena didn't hear that soft and melodic laugh that she loved to call her favourite song she could recognize from anywhere. She didn't see those sweet chocolate brown orbs that she always got lost in. She didn't see those long brown curls that fell on her shoulders in an angelic way. 'None' she thought. Selena didn't see that small smile she wished she could have seen for the past years. All her friends were drowning into happiness, but she didn't; her heart was now clenching. Selena stood there, observing everyone smiling. And she wasn't there. Demi was not there.

She should've known. Demi, famous 22 year-old pop star, wasn't going to stand in airport, waiting for her when she left for 2 long years. Selena has been out of the country for 2 years and she still expected her to be there waiting? This wasn't real life. Demi was now taking over the world with her music, she didn't have time for her. This idea was maybe running through her head but Selena had created a small gold place in her heart that was still hoping that Demi would come running in her arms, letting tears pool her eyes and letting her kiss her forehead and tender lips that Selena fell in love with. Selena wished that she could whisper those 3 words that could give the world a whole new meaning and Demi whispered them back, only for her and no one else.

Letting out a sigh, Selena shifted her bag over her shoulders and began to make a way through the crowd to walk home. Army has made her step out from laziness, she didn't mind walking home. She could watched New York under its real day. Green trees lining the parks, making small shadows that covered the streets, the weather was nice. Windy but there was still that heat. People were walking in a fast way bumping into her a few times while her eyes scanned everything. Famous yellow cabs from NYC were being stopped, hot dog stands were on every street corners and people holding up signs of any kind. After an hour or maybe a half, she finally arrived at the corner of the street where a formal house hidden behind walls of bricks was placed. Walking down the sidewalk, she stopped on her tracks and looked at it, analyzing. It made her smile, the house was exactly how she remembered. A little path was leading to a brown laminated porch that was rounding the house where benches, tables and chairs placed there. Red and yellow flowers were planted just in front of it and trees were a little bit everywhere, slightly hiding the sun behind their green-yellowish leaves as the wind made them move softly.

Selena blinked a few times as she watched with curiosity a black Mercedes come into the driveway and a girl that Selena haven't seen in so long, the girl that stole her heart from the beginning of everything stepped out of the car. Selena got caught up in her own breathing. She was looking at her from a distance, but her small heart was racing like crazy behind her chest; Demi, that beautiful and breathtaking woman was wearing a black and red dress that was hugging her curves under a small leather jacket. Her now dark brownish, almost black hair was curled, falling down her shoulders gracefully. She was now wearing glasses with a thick black frame. She held her laptop tightly to her chest, a coffee in one hand and her purse was hanging on her other arm. Making her way to her porch, she didn't even go in; She settled her laptop and coffee on the table, leaving her purse on the bench by the door, along with her heels that she took off as she walked up there. Biting her bottom lip, she opened her laptop and began to read something as her eyes were slightly frown, instantly focusing. Selena smiled as she watched her from across the street.

With hesitation going through her, Selena crossed the street carefully, feeling the smile that played on her lips growing at each steps she took. Finally in front of the house, she carefully opened the black fence and walked the little path quietly, Demi was not really hearing her despite the distance. She arrived at the small steps, Selena stood there, observing her and her beauty. As if that was possible, she was even more gorgeous than she was 2 years ago.

Demi's eyes were still reading the screen as she glanced away for a second to the corner of her eyes at Selena. A sudden surprise expression appeared on her face. Taking another look at the same direction, her eyes widened, her jaw dropped as she saw Selena standing by her porch. Demi was in her seat, shocked that she was seeing Selena, alive in normal clothes and not the army uniform and all. Tears were starting to filled her dark eyes while she stood up, walking towards Selena slowly to be sure she wasn't hallucinating or dreaming. Now standing in front of the young soldier, Demi lifted her hand to caress her cheek gently before placing it on her face fully. Demi let the tears run down her cheeks and a small grin made its way on her lips.

"Am I dreaming or you're there?"

A small whisper with this simple question sent shivers to Selena's body. It was soft and sweet. Her voice was soft and sweet. A smile appeared on her face as Selena whipped away those tears with one hand, the other placed over Demi's. "I am there." she chuckled lightly.

Demi let out a small laugh and soon enough, her arms were wrapped around her neck, bringing Selena into a strong and tight embrace. Her arms quickly rounded her waist, holding her close as Demi cried inside her neck. Selena was trying to calm her down by smoothing her hair in a soft manner and moving her hands down her back. After for what seems like hours, Demi pulled away, drying her tears with the back of her hand, smiling and sniffling. She backed towards the doors, taking her stuffs and went to open her door. "You… you want to come in for a while?" she asked nervously, making Selena smile and she felt her knees go weak at the sound of her voice.

Selena was now sitting at Demi's small kitchen table as the singer was checking whatever was baking in the oven, the strong smell of cookies was going through the house. Demi was changed in black skinny jeans and red plaid shirt, barefoot. The two young girls were sitting across from each other; a glass of water between Selena's hands and a glass of wine between Demi's. Demi was tapping rapidly in a nervous pattern on her glass as Selena watched her fingers going, not really knowing what to say. Silence was really heavy at the moment, probably the heaviest thing. They were staring at each other from time to time, trying to not make the other notice. Demi was trying to convince herself that Selena was truly back. Selena, on the other hand, was focus on breathing, she couldn't believe Demi was sitting across from her.

Taking a sip of her wine, Demi finally spoke, "Since when are you back?" She set the glass back on her table, letting the wine slide down her throat.

"Three hours ago, it's good to be home." Selena said, slightly relief. Demi smiled weakly, not wanting to let all her emotions fill her again. "How you've been doing?"

"Good. I'm working on my 3rd album. I'm pretty quiet these days." she explained. Selena was looking at her, feeling like a sharp knife was cutting through her heart. Everything was hard now. Both of them seemed to know it, but no one wanted to mention what happened within the two years. What happened to each other? None of them knew. What each of them wished they had done was in game.

"I never got your letters… If you sent any." Selena said instantly regretting her words.

"But I did. I've written to you…" she informer her as her eyebrows frowned.

"And where were they?" asked Selena in a firm tone which came out wrong. She remembered all her friends and mates receiving letters, but not her. Demi stared at her as tears came out from her eyes slowly. She wanted to start an explanation. Selena deserved to have one.

That was until someone came through the door. A tall man, brown hair, brown eyes and pretty build up.

"Hey babe." the guy said as he walked over to Demi, pecking her lips lightly. Demi pulled away nervously, sending him a fake smile as she quietly dried her tear and stood up next to him. "Who's your friend?" The unknown person asked as he placed his arm around her shoulders tightly, looking down at her. A look that she used to give to Demi.

Demi kept looking at Selena who was suddenly standing in front of them, with her bags over her shoulders, she finally decided to answer, "Jason, this is Selena… An old friend of mine. She just came back from a long trip."

The guy, apparently named Jason, stuck his hand out for Selena to shake as he smiled brightly, "I think I've heard about you, you're in the army, right?" Selena nodded, shaking his hand. "It's nice to meet you. It's also nice to know that my girlfriend's friend is back, I believe she was worried that you wouldn't come back."

My girlfriend's friend is back.

This line made Selena realized what Demi was trying to tell her.

Selena sat in her dark living room, in front her TV. It was showing the celebrations of soldiers being back in America. She quietly watched as they showed some footage of men surprising their wives. Women surprising their husbands. Or parents surprising their children. As tears sting her eyes, she took the remote and turned the TV off. Laying down on the old couch, she closed her eyes, trying to rewind and understand the previous events.

Demi had a boyfriend. Selena made some research and they've been together for a year now. Selena's head began to ache from the thought. She didn't know what to think. Obviously, it wasn't plan for her to come back from war with this kind of news. Her heart has been stepped on when Demi and Jason explained their relationship in front of her as if she cared. She did, just not the way they thought. The truth is Selena wasn't depressed, or maybe a part of her was, but she was mostly angry and mad because of the way she found out about them. Demi never sent one letter to her when Selena sent a few. And when she asked her about it, she couldn't answer.

Then she went home. Quietly, in the night, she simply went home alone when everyone was celebrating. She didn't want it to happen this way, but she couldn't predict the future, and this future happened. Without her eyes in front of it.

Selena slowly got up from the couch and went straight to bed as she still heard the cheers going wild on her street.

As Selena was buried with memories, Demi was sitting on her bed, slowly getting ready to go to sleep when Jason walked through the door. The moon hit her face perfectly, he thought she looked stunning in the light. He smiled and walked over to her who finally looked up from what she was doing.

"Babe, I'm going home. It's getting late." he said to her as he gently kissed her forehead. "I'll come back around the same time tomorrow. I have some videos to shoot." Demi nodded absently. Her mind was preoccupied by Selena. Her coming back was a lot to handle. "Dems, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired. I have a lot on my mind. You can go home, I'll feel better tomorrow." she told him with a weak smile. He whispered a small 'okay' and pecked her lips before leaving the house.

Demi took a box from under her bed and a notepad with a pen from her nightstand. She didn't lie to Selena. She wrote her letters. One each day she was gone, there was one letter for the day. She simply never found the strength to send them. The box contained 730 letters. During two years, she found herself writing to Selena about how her day was, how much she missed her and loved her. Even when she started dating Jason, she never wanted to stop. Maybe because Demi knew that her relationship with him wasn't real. She didn't love him and neither did he. To be honest, the whole relationship was fake, but none of them wanted to admit it and if Selena found out about this, Demi would never forgive herself for letting her go this easily.

She went through all the letters and found the last one she ever wrote to her. It wasn't in an envelop like the rest. It was just folded and Demi unfold it, wanting to read the words she wrote down.

Selena,

730th letter. Crazy, huh? I know it is. I don't know how long you've been waiting for one single note from me but by now you probably already gave up on waiting. And that's fine because I understand you. I'm a jerk for not giving you news, but I don't know how to respond to them.

It's nothing with me being a singer. My career hasn't take over my life. I just don't know. You were always so supportive to me and I loved this quality about you. And I was supporting you, even though, every time, I might have sound a little selfish.

Demi had a small smile on my face as the memory came flashing back.

After Selena's uncle died, Demi never knew how hard it was for her girlfriend to get through it. She was with her at her funerals, at her family reunion, at home helping... Demi was everywhere just to support Selena.

But one day, she didn't know anymore. Selena was acting like a hero getting through this. Acting like a protector to most people and yet, even though they were dating, she wanted Selena to protect her. And there she was, at the moment, laying sideways on Selena's bed, deep in her thoughts, in the dark. Night had came and she knew Selena was out to keep her mind fresh since the funerals just happened today, but she waited for her because she couldn't contain the thought of not being protected anymore. Even though she felt safe around Selena, she was insecure.

"My pretty girl." Demi turned her head towards Selena's bedroom door and saw her walking through it.

"Hey," she smiled shyly, "I was going to call you but you didn't answer my text and I personally didn't want to sleep in my car." Selena grinned at her with her eyebrow raised. "I climbed through the window."

Selena chuckled and went over to her bed, laying next to her as she placed her arm around Demi, spooning her tightly, "Have told you how I love you lately? And how grateful I am?"

"Not really." she whispered sadly.

"I am. I'm so grateful to have an amazing girlfriend like you. And I love you so much, even if I don't tell you everyday. Never forget that. Because it means a lot that you're there for me… It means the world." Selena whispered back to her, kissing her shoulder tenderly.

"If you fall, I'll fall with you. We fall together." Demi said as she pressed her back into Selena's front.

"Yes, I fell. In every way, I fell with you and I don't want to climb back up."

"I don't feel protected." Demi revealed quietly. Selena looked at her, confused. "Not that I don't feel safe when I'm around you, but I see yourself being protective to your family and you told me that you'll never let them down… And I know that sounds selfish, but sometimes, I wish you'd be that protective to me." Selena looked at the girl and kissed her lips softly.

"Baby doll, I love you." Selena whispered on her lips. "I don't protect you like the way I protect my family. Me, I rescue you from everything because you deserve it. You even deserve way more than that and I just don't know how to give it to you." Demi silently let tears fall from her eyes as she kept her forehead against Selena's. "And you want to know a secret?" The younger girl nodded curiously. "You rescue me. I don't know what I'll do or even look like without you."

"You'd be screwed." she joked as she stole a long kiss from her girlfriend.

Selena was probably screwed at the moment.

What nobody knew is that Demi's heart was being a shattered glass. Reality wasn't really a dream anymore.

Sometimes, you simply find something in your folders & you discover that you have a full story ready to be posted. Here's what happened.

Crazy life was crazy. Making a little come back :] This is only the start like the prologue. I'll post the next one when time will let me.

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