okay, new update :)

thousand lies - haha ok, we'll make him look like trace :O Just cuz hes terrible. thank you :)

tellmeyoullstay - haha yeh i couldn't think of anyone else to be her ex :P yeh, demi is absoulutely irresistable, same with Selena ;) selena's grandparents are assbags! You really won't like them after this chapter btw.

okay, offffff weeeeeee gooooooooo!

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Selena's POV

The police had taken us back to my house. So now here we are, sat while my grandparents can do nothing but stare between me and her. Her parents are just talking in the corner.

My grandpa opens his mouth to talk then closes it again, his head resting on his hand.

"What were you thinking Selena?" My grandma suddenly shouts.

Demi just flinched and put her head down on the table.

Poor girl.

All I wanted to do on my first E hangover was take a shower, then sleep. I couldn't sleep on E though. It was freaking impossible. But here she is, having to talk to people, sounding intelligent and fine.

"She wasn't thinking, that's what!" Her dad started shouting. Demi said his name was Paul. Stupid name.

"This was rape!" My grandma shouted.

What the fuck?

Demi raised her head up in shock. Her eyes were wide so I could still see her overly sized pupils. She looked at me with a worried face.

"Please, Gertrude, that's not what happened." Her mother defended. Demi said her mom's name was Kristi.

"What else could it have been? I know Selena wouldn't willingly have sex with your dyke!" My grandma shouted.

"That's enough! I love Demi. The sex was consentional. I wanted it! I wanted her!" I stood up and screamed. My grandparents could only stare in shock between us. Demi looked up at me and smiled, before resting her head back down.

"I'm calling the police." My grandmother stated and walked to the phone.

"Gertrude, we can sort this out without bringing the police into this." Paul blocked her path to the cellular device.

"She raped my granddaughter. I will have justice!" She screamed back.

"Paul, I recommend you move outta the way." My grandpa warned.

"Henry, this is insane. The girls where just having a little fun, yes, it went to far, but that's no reason to call the police on our Demi." Krista defended.

"Paul, move, or I swear i'll hit you right in the face." Henry threatened.

"Hit me Henry, but just know this. Our daughter didn't rape anyone, the sex was consentional." He shouted and grabbed Krista's hand and grabbed Demi by the arm, pulling them forcefully outside. I chased after Demi. I needed to know she will be okay. I run to her and her parents let me talk, but my grandparents are bashing down the door and chasing after me.

"Demi, I love you. I won't let him charge you for anything." I say, rushed. My heart is beating so fast.

"I love you too. Thank you." I nod and she pulls me into a kiss. Her hands hold my face where they are. She rubs my face with her thumbs and I deepen the kiss.

"Selena! Get back in here!" I hear my gramps. He's running down his path and across the grass. I look at Demi and nod. I kiss her one last time before my they grab at my arms, pulling the soft skin and making me wince, and throw me into the house. I hit the floor with a thud.

"Ow! What the fuck?" I shout. My grandpa stepped closer before violently smacking my face. I slam into the groud. My eyes sting in the pain, and all I wanna do is be curled right up in Demi's protective arms. I stand bravely only to be pushed back down.

"You will tell the cops and judge she raped you! You will never see her again! Do you understand?" Gertrude screamed. I have no more respect for her, so now, she is not grandma, or granny, she is plain old nasty Gertrude.

"Fuck you." I spit.

"Upstairs, now!" She screams and they drag me upstairs, all the while i'm kicking and punching.

Fuck them. If they wouldn't let me see Demi, I would rather die.

I watch as they bolt the window down and place numerous locks on the door. I can feel the heat on my cheek from where I was hit.

Fucking bastard.

I sat waiting for Demi to appear in her room. I was staring at her room through the window when she stumbled in, closed the door, and fell to the floor. I gasped.

What happened?

I knock on the window and I study as she uses her furniture to help her crawl to the window. It causes me pain knowing she's so hurt, and I can't help her at all. She kneels at her window before waving and smiling softly. I wave back and make a heart with my two hands. She does it back and blows a kiss to me. I grab the air kiss and place my hand to my heart. She smiles lightly. We spent the whole rest of our night, staring at each other, being greaful for what we have.

In the morning, after falling asleep on the window sill, i'm awaken to flashing lights.

Their red and blue.

Oh no.

I watch as Demi is pulled from her sleeping position on the window sill and handcuffed. She's fighting back toughly.

"DEMI!" I shout through the window. I bolt to the door, ramming it with my side. I throw my shoulder into it and it splits a little. I crash my foot into in and I slip through the hole i've made. Luckily, the door was molding, or just weak. I run past Henry and Gertrude while their standing on the porch. They watch, satisfied as the love of my life is being arrested. I run and jump on the police officer that has Demi in his hold. I collide my fists with his head and back. He throws me to the ground and Demi smacks him in the face with her two hands still handcuffed.

"Fucking bitch!" He screams.

He jumps for Demi yet she hits him straight in the groin. I laughed as he fell to the ground in pain.

"Sel, are you okay?" Demi ask. She's kneeling on the ground next to me worriedly. I don't know how I got so lucky with this girl. She's just everything I want. Caring, thoughtful, pretty, loving, adventurous, protective and so many other things.

"Yeh, i'm fine, you?" She nods and places a chaste kiss on my lips. It's so sweet. But our yummy make out session was quickly interuppted when the police officer's partner got out the car with her baton.

Thud!

"DEMI!"

She was unconcious on the ground, a patch of blood running down her forehead.

"Oh no! God, Demi! Don't! Please! Get up! Wake up!" I was shaking her, there was no response.

I ran at the female officer in pure anger.

Pure hatred.

Purely, wanting revenge.

I tackled her to the floor with my shoulder, hitting her stomach. Skillfully, she quickly rolled me over, ripped my arms around my back and handcuffed me.

Fuck.

What a useless attempt.

She pulled me up by my arms, causing my shoulders to wrench awkwardly.

"AHH! Fuck you!"

My head was suddenly colliding with the top of the police car.

I was thrown in, my head hitting every single frickin wall the backseat had.

I was seeing black spots.

A large item was tossed onto me.

I recognized the feel of the person's body on top of me.

Demi.

I shifted till I could look at her face.

Blood was running down her temple from a large gash.

"Babe, it'll be okay." I ran my hands through her now tangle, toussled hair. My fingers would occasionally get stuck in a knot which caused Demi's face to wrinkle in discomfort. At least she was reaching conciousness. I would detangle the knot and move on to a new space of her head.

God, whatever have I done to deserve all of this in life?

I love having Demi with me, but why did I get all this crap too.

Why can't I just have some peace and quiet for once?

I kissed her lips everytime I felt was needed. Which was pretty much the whole ride there. My lips were just constantly on hers, comforting her, and me.

I hope they don't take her away from me.

Demi's POV

I awoke in a cold, wet, dirty cell. Plus, I was on the floor. Well, my head was. My head was resting on someone's lap. I opened my eyes as best as I could to see Selena's sad face.

"Dems, your awake." She said as happily as she could.

"Hey. Oh jeez, my head hurts." I say rubbing my temples. I have a splitting headache.

"Yeh, it would. You where hit the head with a police baton." She smirks.

"Oh, wow, i'm a badass. I musta done something really bad."

"Oh yeh, total rebel. You shoulda seen yourself."

"I bet it's on youtube already."

"No doubt."

She giggled lightly and I just leant up and pecked her lips.

"Hey no touching in there or we will seperate you two!" A guard shouted.

Finally, realization hit me. Her grandparents really did call the cops. The memories of last night start flooding in.

I wonder if i'm getting charged with rape.

My parents wouldn't let that happen... right?

Selena wouldn't for sure. She promised.

I could only hope that promise wouldn't be broken.

...xXx...

My attorney had came in, gave us some clothes that were orange criminal jumpsuits, and informed us on the situation.

Henry and Gertrude were threatening Selena that if she didn't say I raped her, they would chuck her out of there house.

Nice people right?

At first, I had laughed. I didn't think such people would do such a thing, until my attorney looked at me very seriously.

"Your serious?" I asked, shocked outta my mind.

"Yes, and listen, Demi, there's something else," She pulled me away from Selena, "They found illegal substances in your body. They will charge you will that too."

"What do I say?"

"Claim that you were drugged. That's the only thing you can say." She nodded and left the cell.

"Great, just frickin peachy." I groaned out.

"What? What is it?"

I looked at Selena. Her eyes sparkled. Her hair shined. Her skin glowed. I can't tell her. She will say it was her fault, then get herself sent to jail. I'll just let them get me instead, not her. I've never been to real jail. I mean, right now we're just in a holding cell, not a real prison. I've heard in prison, the 'big' women, force themselves on the small and pretty ones. I consider myself both of those things. It scares the crap outta me. Like, I know I like women and all, but not some lady called 'Butch' who wieghs 250 pounds, covered in tattoos, rape the crap outta me. How can a woman rape another woman anyways?

No, nope, nope, nope, no. I don't wanna know.

"Oh, just that I have to make sure that I sound confident in my trial speech." I lie. I'm not sure why she accepted that answer, my voice cracked and broke all through that sentence.

"We'll get through this." She reassures me.

"What are you gunna say? I mean, your evil grandparents are threatening to evict you."

"I don't care what they'll do. I love you, and you didn't rape me. I wanted it. They'll have to accept that, and if they don't i'll leave, or get kicked out." She laughed sarcastically at the end of that sentence.

"We can live together. Somewhere together. My grandparents are always saying they want me to live with them." I offer.

"I'd like that."

"They live in Canada. It would be nice." I tell her.

"I like the sound of that. We can party Canadian style, eh?"

"Hey, there ya go. You already got their accent down."

"Yeh, but is there enough room for all of us in one igloo?" She teases.

"Oh shut up. That's such a stereo type."

"I thought they were cold too though." I pull her into a tight embrace.

"Well, if you get that cold, I can warm you up." I dart my tongue out to her earlobe. I nibble on it before sucking on it. It causes her to shiver and I smile proudly.

"Let's do this thang!" She punches the air with her fist, exaggerating her statement.

"Yeh, let's." I agree softly, but the sinking feeling in my body can't help but build bigger and make me feel like i'm going to throw up.

...xXx...

"Ms. Demi Lovato is charge for 1st Degree Statutory Rape and for obtaining Illegal Substances. 20 years minimum. Bail is $250 000. Court is ajorned."

The judge slammed the hammer down and left the courtroom.

My heart nearly fell out my ass.

What just happened?

I felt shaky. My whole body was shaking in fear.

Two big men in guard uniforms took my by the arms, and out the court front door.

I walked down the steps of the building. Some local newspapers and new channels were outside filming and shouting and asking questions. The flashes from their cameras gave me blind spots.

"Did you rape Ms. Selena Russo?"

"Where did you get the drugs?"

"How long is your prison sentence?"

"Do have an infatuation for Ms. Russo?"

"What drugs did you do?"

"What are you planning to do when you get out of prison?"

"Are you going to rape someone else?"

All those stupid questions running through my head didn't help my splitting headache.

"Shut the fuck up!" I screamed. The police officers didn't tell me off, or shout at me, they just smirked.

"Demi! Demi!" I heard Selena shout from behind me. I just ignored her.

She lied to me.

She pulled at my arm and the police officers just let her. She turned me around to face her glistening brown eyes.

I'm just gunna melt into them again, great.

No, don't let yourself, don't even look at them.

"What?" I spat. I looked at my feet the whole time. I had been handed some old dirty tennies without their shoelaces.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do. I panicked."

"Obviously, but you could have told them I didn't rape you."

"I know, I should have, but i'm just scared."

"Scared of what? Me and you both had a place to go and live together where we could just be ourselves, we were okay, why did you suddenly team up with your grandparents?"

"They threatened to tell the judge i'm on drugs."

"Selena, i'm going to jail for about 20 years and one of things i'm charged for, I didn't do. The last thing you should be worried about is some little drug problem you have."

She shifted her feet around a bit before pulling my face up to meet her.

Oh god, her eyes.

And it wasn't just her eyes, it was her everything.

Her whole face.

Her hair.

Her body.

She stepped forward and grazed our noses together. Her eyes were closed. I couldn't help but close mine. Her arms snaked around my neck. We were so close, we were breathing each other's air. She closed the final distance between our lips.

All the feelings in me rushed to the surface and threatened to overspill.

What has this girl done to me?

When I said I wanted the perfect girl, they weren't kidding when they gave me this one. I just didn't know she would break me down so much.

Out of nowhere, the police officers broke us apart and chucked me in the bus that would be taking us there.

I took one look at the women around me and wanted to scream.

Tattoos.

Hard core faces.

Huge muscles.

I'm so screwed.

I sat near a window and looked out. Selena was staring right back at me. I blew her a kiss, and she blew one back.

Reporters had swarmed her. I shook my head at them and gave one last glance at her.

I couldn't believe I had been so lucky to have such a angel as her, but I guess inside, everyone has a demon.

"What you in here for?" Some lady asked me. She was skinnier, and prettier than the rest. She had long blonde hair and no tattoos. She looked like a trophy wife type.

"For loving someone." I whispered.

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