I'm Glad me and Demi are friends, I just feel bad for her because Trace was her first Love. They were perfect for each other, of course, they weren't the perfect couple. They fought and bickered but at the end of the day they never stopped loving each other. And when he died I know that Trace took a little piece of both of us with him and I'm okay with that because I know that I wouldn't want it any other way.
"Demi your hair looks fine, let's go!" we were going to the town carnival that happened every year. Even though it's held in a church parking lat all the highschoolers come and get completely wasted was excited and a little sad at the same time. Last year we came with Trace and David, but a lot has changed in the past year. "Are you okay?"I asked. I knew this was harder for Demi than it was for me.
"Yea" she smiled. "Im just thinking" Demi is a strong believer in fate and I know she is defiantly sad about his death but I also know she is stronger and sees a better future. I think that's why she was able to go back to school and function…unlike me. I smiled and gave her a small nudge.
"So, are you ready for the time of your life?" I asked as we entered the carnival gates.
"No regrets tonight, okay" she laughed.
"Okay, no regrets, deal." I linked arms with Demi as we walked over to the ticket booth.
I felt a little self conscious cause everyone was starring, probably because this was the first time I've went out in public besides school. So I guess in a way this was a big deal.
I handed Demi five dollars "here you go get us drinks and ill stand in line for tickets." She grabbed the money and stuffed it in her pocket then turned and walked away.
Demi had been gone for awhile now and it felt like this line was never ending. I bet that the drink line was just the same, but it just didn't feel right to me. I pulled out my phone and decided to text Demi to find out.
Hey what's taking so long?
I shifted my weight, while I waited for her reply but she didn't. She usually always replies back within the next minute and it started to push five. I turned around to search the crowd; I looked over and could barely see the sign DRINKS in BIG bold letters. I pulled out my phone again still looking through the crowd just below the sign. I pushed call and waited for her to pick up, but of course, she never did. I went to call her again, but something caught my eye (well, more like someone ;). It was a boy; he had almond brown curly hair and chocolate eyes. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and dark blue jeans. You could see his biceps through his long sleeves. I tried not to stare but it was weird I just couldn't stop though, he was enchanting. I mean, yea I thought he was cute but at the same time, he was different. He wasn't your usual Tennessee guy that I see all the time.
He looked at me kinda funny, probably cause I was just standing there starring at him. He did an awkward wave and that made me embarrass. I gave him a quick wave then turned around so he wouldn't see my cheeks redden.
I finally got our tickets and set off through the crowd to search for Demi. Since she wasn't answering her phone I had to search for her myself. The sun went down and the moon raised, but I still couldn't find Demi. I was really getting worried because she was my best friend and I really didn't want to lose her too. I saw a sidewalk in a small ally and started to walk down it. There was a small walk way with a lamp just ahead around the corner. I saw a small park bench and a picture of Jesus surrounded by flowers of all sorts of colors. And then I heard her "stop, I don't want to!" I ran to the bench and saw Demi under this manwhore! He was forcing her to kiss him...I was shocked, and scared.
"get the Hell off my friend, or I swear to God I will call the cops!" that's scared him cause he jumped right off of her and fixed his shirt before running off back to the carnival. I looked at my fragile scared friend as tears started to for in her eyes. I leaned down and scooped her into my arms embracing her. Taking in her pain so she didn't have to go through it alone. "Demi what happened?"
She wiped her tears and looked at me disappointed.
"He tricked me…Miles" I just sat and listened her eyes were lifeless. "He said that he wanted to talk, that he'd never hurt me…" that's the other thing about Demi, she trusts everyone. You can always start fresh with her because she isn't one to judge.
"Demi did he hurt you?" she shook her head no then another set of tears fell. "But I'm sure he would have if you wouldn't have come and saved me" I smiled.
"That's what I'm here for, love" I smiled at her. "We have each other's backs..." me and Demi decided to ditch the carnival scene and go back to my house. We went up to my room and grabbed the nail polish and place a movie into the DVD player. It was a girl's night.
"So how was your night?" Demi asked. I just looked at her with an annoyed smile.
"O, I don't know half the time I was worried like crazy, but there was one thing" I smiled. "I saw this guy…"
"Was he cute?" she giggled
"Let me finish!" I laughed "yes he was very cute but I made a fool out of myself of course" Demi gave me a confused look. "I was just staring at him in till finally he gave me and awkward wave. I was so embarrass! It was horrible, but it doesn't matter it's not like I'm going to ever see him again" Demi raised her eyebrows.
"You never know" she smirked at me. I gave her a 'yea right' look and she laughed. "O, Miley, the perfect guy is right around the corner.." that's another thing about Demi she a strong believer in fate and destiny and all that palm readings and what not. I've never been into it because I've never had the faith to believe it. I sighed whenever the talk about the "perfect guy" came up I doubt it, because I've never been in a relationship where I was loved. That's why I've sworn to never date in high school, because I don't see the point.
I woke up and looked at the clock 4:30 A.M. I couldn't sleep and Trace was fresh on my mind. "Demi?" I gave her a small push, "Demi wake up." She groaned and then rolled over to look at me. "Do you miss him?" she rubbed her eyes
"hmm?"
"Trace, do you miss him?" her face fell when she realized what I was talking about.
"Of course, I miss him. I was in love with him" she gave me a weak smile. And a tear fell from my eye.
"I miss him so much, Demi" and then I started crying. "I miss everything that we used to do before he was gone…" I wiped my tears. "Im sad cause I didn't even get to say goodbye" Demi wiped another tear that fell.
"Miles, don't you think it's a good thing you didn't say goodbye?" I gave her a confused look. " …because he isn't gone, he's still listening somewhere up there in the stars he's listening, and even though he can't respond to your cries just know that when you look up in the sky he's watching down on us" Demi words were wise and comforting. She always knew what to say and how to say them. There was never a loss for words either and, she never held back words that needed to be said. Demi was brave and fearless; Demi was one of a kind and rare. I looked at the ceiling, and got an idea.
