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Alex's POV

I sat across from her at the dinner table. Staring at her. Maybe hoping that her clothes would fall straight from her body, showing me her toned sexiness again. She kept looking back at me as I was staring at her causing me to look down to my dinner, blushing profusely. I pushed the brusselsprout around my plate, my fork making tiny dig marks as I directed it around the dry meat and then the floppy oversteamed carrots.

"Eat." My grandmother ordered. I pushed the fork a little harder, just getting a hold of the slimy bugger. I put it in my mouth and let it sit against my cheek as I replied.

"Mmmmm, shit, so yummy." I replied overly happy, obviously faking it. She just rolled her eyes and lifted her plate, walking to the kitchen. I waited till she was out of sight as I jumped to the open window to my right, spitting it out, hitting the countless flowers that inhabitated the lawn. I heard my grandfather sigh and mumble something before he too took his plate and went to the kitchen. I looked at Demi. She was sat, perfectly poised as she placed some food in her mouth before placing her untensil down and her hands on her lap. I caught her glancing at me from the corner of her eye, I smirked. I opened my mouth to speak yet as she looked at me I became positively speechless.

"So... how you... you ummm. The name's Selena." I blurted out.

"Demi." She held out her hand. I looked at it curiously. What was I supposed to do with that?

"Umm, what do I do?" I asked. She looked so shocked.

"Shake it." She whispered cautiously.

I took her warm hand in mine, my hands closing hers like a sandwich. I felt shock course through my veins. I shook it up and down to what I thought was an appropriate 'shake'. She pulled back her arm after, massaging her shoulder while wincing.

"Nice shake." She said.

"Thank you." I smiled but it was quickly devestated as she replied.

"That wasn't a compliment." I may not have known how to 'shake' but I new when someone was being mean.

"Okay, well i'm leaving. I'll be in my room if you want me. Please, don't need me." I said as I walked out, leaving her probably pretty astounded. I needed out of the room. I couldn't stop looking at her and if I finally did stop looking at her, I kept thinking about her. It was getting out of control in my own mind.

...xXx...

Two days.

I had been here two painfully, agonizingly slow boring days.

And I was already low on my drugs.

Well, ecstasy to be specific. I couldn't smoke anthing, they would immediatly know.

I had already decided I needed a job. A job always kept me busy and gave me money. It always used to help keep me away from my old house and my mother's 'friends' who came over. I looked deep into my box, counting my pills.

65.

That just wouldn't do.

I need to get some.

But where?

Certainly no one around here.

Demi.

She could certainly know some people who do drugs. I mean, in every town, someone has to do drugs.

Drugs.

Drugs!

DRUGS.

The word pounded in my head. The constant word was matched like my heartbeat, constantly thumping against my brain. It wasn't to late, only 10:30, I could ask Demi now. I looked out my window, seeing hers straight across. I lodged mine open, the old wood creaking, and slipped my leg out onto the side of the roof. I jumped to the side of her house with a death grip on her window ledge. I knocked on the window when I was unable to open it. She stirred in her bed and walked lazily to the window ruffling her head and yawning. She was wearing only a bra and some red tight girl boxers which made me gawk at her body. Her eyes widened as she saw me. She opened her window and took my hand pulling me in. Clumsily, my foot got stuck on the window causing me to fall on top of her, pinning her underneath me.

"H-hi." She whispered.

"Hey." I replied.

Smooth you idiot. Wait- why would you care?

Do you like her?

No! No, of course not. Well maybe. And yet as I sat her on top of her I knew the true answer was a definite yes.

"Oh, sorry i'll get off of you." I stood up and she looked at her body, noticing the state of her dress.

"It's okay, it was fine." She said. She looked like she was thinking. "I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that-"

"I know what you meant." I said. reassuring her. She nodded. Then she raised one of ehr pefectly sculpted eyebrows.

"What are you doing here?"

"I was g-gunna ask you if you ummm... if... I can't remember." I lied. "Sorry for waking you up." I added.

"No, it's all cool." She sat down on her bed and motioned for me to sit next to her. She lay on her queen side bed and after a moment she spoke. "You can lie down y'know?"

"Oh yeah, okay." I lie next to her. My heart was beating so loud I bet she could hear it. Her arms were draped across her stomach and I had mine propping my head up behind me.

"So why are you here? In this neighborhood I mean."

"My mother died. I had no where else to go."

"So you do drugs?"

I was kinda speechless at that moment. How did she know?

"I heard your grandparents speaking about it." She answered my unasked question.

"Yeah, I do drugs. I guess when your parents do it, your more likely to do it yourself. I've tried to quit, it was pretty useless. It's not like I wanna do drugs, I guess these days I just need them to continue really."

"I understand. So what's it like?"

"Well for E, I guess it's like your brain is clogged. You can't really think of anything that has hurt you in life and it makes you feel deeply happy. It can make you hyper and gives you tons of energy and other times it can make you layed back and relaxed. The affects are the worst. Most drugs eat away at your brain cells and affect your body functions and parts. When your coming down off your high everything that you couldn't think of come rushing to mind and hurts you more than it regularly would."

"Oh. Interesting. Can you die from drugs?"

"Yeah, most certainly. I know many people who have overdosed and died and some whom almost overdosed and said it was either terrible or euphoric."

"I would like to try drugs, just once at least in my life."

"That's what I said. Now I do almost every drug thinkable. It's not worth it. Don't ruin your life because your curious."

"My life is already ruined." She rolled over, blocking me out.

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously. This girl seemed to have a great life. Better than mine at least.

"I hate life. I just don't like it anymore. I wish I could overdose on drugs." I rolled her over, looking her straight in the eyes.

"You don't want that." I said seriously. What was with this girl? She seemed to practically the perfect life.

"Yes I do. I hate everything." Demi started crying. She put her head down so I scooted closer, pulling a sheet over her before draping my arms around her waist and closing the distance between our bodies.

"It will get better. I promise."

"Stay with me tonight?"

"Yeah, sure, i'll be right here." She cried some more before falling asleep in my arms. I stared at her face. She was breathtakingly gorgeous. Everything about her screamed and shined perfection. As soon as I heard the footsteps around the house in the morning, that was my cue to leave. I found a piece of paper, jotting down my apologies for leaving. I lifted my leg through the window, then the other. I got a tight grip on the tree that was placed between our two houses. I attempted to jump to my house holding onto the branch like I had done before but apparantly it decided to do other things and break on me. I was flung back, hitting onto her roof and then slipping off. Luckily, I grabbed onto the gutter.

"Holy fuck." I said to no one in perticular. I saw movement in the corner of my eye to see and old lady and her dog walking but stop to watch me struggle.

"BURGALAR!" She screamed, running off with her dog, her arms flailing in the air. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Fucking crazy old people." I was trying to pull myself up but I wasn't strong enough. I looked down to see a sharp thorn bush underneath me and a garden deweeding prong. That could hurt.

Just my luck.

"Let go of the house, and come down with your hands up you fiend." I heard someone shout. There was the old lady I saw previously, yet in her hand now was a item that looked quite alot like a tazer. She was creeping closer gingerly, a wicked grin plastered onher visage.

What the fuck do I do now?

"Come down here now so I can deal with you." She demanded again.

"Fuck off you ol' hag!" That was a huge mistake. She walked to me and pressed the button on her tazer. At first all I saw was a long wire fly out and attatch to my leg. Secondly, I saw the lady press a button. As soon as the shock ran through my body I screamed, releasing the roof and falling to the ground landing on the weed puller and the rose bush. It burn my body, my heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest and then I thought it had completely stopped. I looked to see my now black, burnt hands. My whole body had smoke radiating off of it. I could feel the garden prong in my shoulder causing blood to weep out of the puncture wound. I looked up to see Demi peer out her window.

"SELENA?!" She ran back inside and then all I could see was her leaning over me.

"Call an ambulance!" Someone shouted.

I saw a light.

A white light.

My mom always told me to stay away from the white light.

Yet I didn't really want to.

I walked to it, putting my arm up, about to touch it.

When I touched it everything stopped, changed, reversed.

The light was now just some medical worker using a flashlight in my eyes. I breathed out and sighed, my lungs hurtuing as I did.

Here I am sat on a bed, hands and my right leg bandaged up.

"Hey, Selena. Your finally awake." Demi said to me. She was sat in a chair, looking quite pale and sick.

"How long has it been?"

"3 days."

"Wow, really 3 days?"

"I told the police officers that you weren't breaking and entering, just that you were visiting me." She sais skeptically.

"Thank you... Are my grandparents here?" I said softly.

"Ehem!" I heard as I turned to the side. There they were.

Arms crossed.

Red eyes.

Looking. Pretty. Pissed. Off.

Uh oh. I'm soooo busted.

"Hello." I grinned brightly, trying to make them fall into my trap of cuteness.

"Your mom used to try that one, her 'trap' never worked on us either."

Damn, they were immune.

"What were you doing in her room truly?" They pondered.

Fuck!

"I wanted someone to talk to." HAHA! A good lie.

"She said you needed help with something."

Demi is an idiot.

"Yeah, that too. I needed to talk to her about somthing I needed help with." Yes, good lie Selena, it works.

"They found drugs in your system." My grandmother broke in.

Demi looked at me. What I saw was so preposterous. She looked hopeful.

"Can I talk to Selena for a couple minutes?" Demi asked.

Huh? What in the world was she doing?

My grandparents for all intensive purposes left us alone.

"Can I have-"

"No!"

"You don't know what i'm asking."

"Oh yes I do. You were gunna ask for drugs. Nope, no way. Not in a million years. Actually, make that a trillion billion years."

"But-"

"No, no buts. I refuse to ruin your life."

"You'd be helping me." She coaxed. I looked into her eyes, they were begging me like my mom did when she asked for me to help pay for her drug habit.

Could I give in this time too?

No, I killed my mom. It was all my fault that I let her keep doing drugs. I wouldn't let this amazing, pretty, gorgeous, sexy young woman to do that to herself.

"I would be killing you."

"No, you wouldn't. You would be helping me live."

"That's not living."

We had a staring contest till a nurse walked in.

"Your being discharged today. Your all better." She said as she removed some wires and a needle out of my skin.

"Ow. Jeez, what the hell?"

The nurse left and Demi smirked.

"Did it really hurt that you had to say 'ow'?" She raised an eyebrow, practically making me drool as she leaned over my bed, her shirt showing her sexy cleavage. Her shirt was millimeters away from showing her nipples.

"Yeah it did in fact." I said looking up to the roof.

Stop teasing me before I ravage you!

We left thankfully after a little more of my perving and she helped me into my bed.

"Hey Selena, we have to talk about Demi with you." My grandfather burst in, his eyes widening as her saw Demi there with me, lying on my bed with all her damn sexyness.

Am I gay? I mean, i've questioned my sexuality before but I don't know anymore.

I looked at Demi and then started picturing us together. I was on top of her, raking my nails down her naked thighs and I pushed our centres together.

Yup, I like Demi. A lot. Wayyyy to much probably.

"I'll just leave." Demi said awkwardly.

"I'll talk to you later okay?" She just nodded and slid from the room.

He sat down on my bed, playing with his fingers.

"So what abut Demi?"

"We just think your hanging out with her too much."

"I've been here like 6 days, not two months." What was he on?!

"look, there's somethings about Demi that you should know."

"Like?!"

"She's gay." I felt my heart skip a beat, I was completely lost in la la land. I smiled brightly.

I may have a chance with her.

I was floating on a cloud of happy for hours.

It was gunna be a good day and I didn't need drugs to help me.

WAHOO! so who wants them to have hot and dirty sex? well, they won't, not the next chapter anyways but later on YES THEY WILL!