A/N: I am so sorry that this is short. Something came up while I was typing so I decided I'd give you this instead of nothing.
Jenny: Yes she's back and ready to talk.
NickiMinajlover: Yeah she's a dick/jerk and she still will have those moments, but the old Demi is still there and she will make and appearance.
"Hey Miley can we talk?"
I'm staring right at my best friend apart from Selena.
"What the fuck, Demi?"
"Can we talk?"
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I want to talk."
"And I say no."
"Well I won't leave."
"I can call the cops."
"Miley, please just let me explain."
"Fine, you have thirty seconds."
"I left because I had to. It is the worst decision I made. I wish I wouldn't of left. I know you wont believe me, but I need help."
"Okay the only reason I am allowing you into my home right, now is because I want the whole story not bits and pieces. So come in."
I sit down in her living room. I do a quick sweep of its layout, when a picture catches my eye. It's of her wedding, which I didn't go to. Next to it is of the bridesmaids and then there is one of them and the maids of honor/best man. It's Miley and Emily in the middle then to Emily's left is Monica and Alycia and to Miley's right is Selena and Taylor. That was supposed to be me. In Selena's place, Taylor and I were originally going to be Miles maids of honor/best man.
"Start."
"I'm sorry for not being there. I promised and I broke it."
"Well, Demi you've broken a lot of promises."
"I know. I'm happy for you and Emily though. From what I saw your daughter and son are lovely."
"Stop with the side talk and start Demi. I haven't got all day."
"Right, where should I start? Let me start with the day."
"Please do…"
I know you guys are going to kill me. I left you hanging again, but I promise the next chapter will explain everything and anything. It's just this week and next are hectic because of some family matters.