Chapter 12-Picking up Demi

Selena's POV:

It was Tuesday. I was flying into Chicago tonight and tomorrow I was to pick up Demi before eleven. I was so excited, but nervous, to see my best friend. I've missed her soo much. I packed up a day worth of clothing and zipped up my suitcase. I was so excited! I could barely hold in my excitement!

Mama drove me to the airport. I arrived at LAX at two o'clock. I walked to check in. Then I headed toward security. This was my least favorite part of flying: security. I walked through security slowly but just fine and headed toward my gate. It took me an hour to get through security, no surprise from LAX, and it was now 3:15. I had forty-five minutes left until my flight left. I decided to get a magazine.

I picked up the newest edition of People when I saw me and Ariana on the front cover on National Inquirer. I grabbed it too. I grabbed a candy bar and a soda.

I got to my seat and read the story about me and Ariana. She had told them that I cheated on Demi with her. What the fuck? Why would she say that? Yea, she was good in bed, but not that good. I said Demi's name instead of hers. That part was isn't the article.

I threw away the story. And flipped through my People magazine. I wasn't really reading, more skimming, because I was so excited.

Finally I was allowed to board my flight. I got into my seat and drank a sip of my soda. I ate my candy bar.

We touched down in Chicago three hours later. I literally jumped out of my seat. I was the first one off the plane.

"Selena," a teenage girl said, "can I have an autograph?"

"Of course," I signed her iPod case and gave it back to her.

"When is Demi getting out?"

"Tomorrow," I said beaming.

"Tell her Kristin said I love her and I'm glad she got help."

"I will, Kristin." I said and gave her a hug. I skipped toward the baggage claim and picked up my suitcase.

Outside there was paparazzi. Great.

"SELENA! SELENA! WHY HAVE YOU BEEN IN LA? WHERE IS DEMI? WHY IS SHE IN REHAB? IS IT TRUE YOU HOOKED UP WITH ARIANA?" The paparazzi cried.

Flashes filled my eyesight. I ignored them and put my Kate Spade black patent leather bag in front of my face to block the flashes. I walked to the Jag that was picking me up and drove me to the hotel.

I checked into my hotel and headed up to my room. I unlocked the door and stepped in. My room was beautiful. I couldn't wait to bring Demi to it tomorrow. Then we could make love like we used to. I missed her so much. I missed her body so much. I missed the way she sucked on my clit, the way she pinched my nipples, the way she kissed me between heavy breaths. I missed everything about her.

I went to a local Taco Bell and got a chicken quesadilla and two tacos.

I then went to bed at like eight. I was so excited today that I wore myself out.

I woke up the next morning and got dressed. I headed down to the front desk to request my car to pick me. Ten minutes later my car arrived and I went to go pick up Demi.

I arrived at Timberline Knolls and hour later and walked into the treatment center.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up my fiancé," I told the lady at the front desk. I followed her to a room where I had to fill out some forms before I could see Demi. And then she walked in.

I smiled. There was my baby girl.

Demi ran into me and gave me a hug. I smelled her. She smelt… different, but good different. Like all the smells of her inner demons were gone. I broke the hug to kiss her. It felt so good to have her lips pressed against mine.

"So you ready to go to the hotel? Our flight leaves tomorrow." I told Demi.

"Yes, let's go." Demi grabbed my hand, like old times, and led the way. I stared at her ass. It got bigger. I like it. I like it a lot. We got into the car and headed back to the hotel. Our hotel room had a small kitchen and I was gonna make us spaghetti for lunch.

We arrived an hour later at the hotel. I rushed Demi up to our room so I could cook. Demi flopped onto the bed. Her boobs had got bigger too. I really liked that. I'm a boobs kind of girl.

"So, tell me about it." I said cracking the spaghetti and then sitting on the bed.

"Well, I did a lot of crying, I a lot of screaming and yelling, and a lot of thinking."

"Why'd you cry?"

"Because of my insecurities. I just never felt good enough for you, Selena. I always felt like you started hanging out with me because no one else liked you in high school and I was just second best. I always felt like you had a thing for either Miley or Tiffany."

I laughed. "Honestly, Miley got on my nerves a lot then. And blondes aren't all that great. I prefer brunettes." I said smiling. "Besides I hung out with you because you were nice to me. No one else was. And that's why I fell for you. I love you more than anything." Yea, that's why I cheated on her.

Demi smiled showing her teeth.

"So why did you scream?"

"Because of all the shit all my biological dad did to my family. He put his hands on those that he swore he loved. HE drank all his problems away. He just wasn't around and I've carried that anger around for years. When I cut, it felt like I was releasing that anger, like I was hurting my dad the way he hurt me."

"What did you think about?"

"Baylor, us, our wedding, that bitch Ariana, just anything and everything. I think I'm gonna change the sound on my newest record."

I drained the pasta and put it on the plates. We ate our pasta together and then we kissed. I think I know what was gonna happen next.

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