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Demi's POV

She tried to kill herself, to see if I would save her.

Something's seriously wrong with that girl, but I can't help but feel like she just needs someone to be there for her.

I decided to take us home after that. I couldn't handle anymore for the day. I sat her beside me, and far away from the anchor.

I think she's embarrassed. She can't look me in the eyes. She only stares at her feet.

"We're really far out, like 7 hours away, you should go down into the cabin and get some sleep. It's already midnight." I tell her.

I don't actually want to tell her we're lost. I knew where we were, but after I dived in to save her, I turned the wheel and it went awol. So now, we're well somewhere.

"Yeah, I guess your right." She nods and walks downstairs.

I weigh anchor and give up. It's too late to go anywhere and way too dark. I place the boats light nights on to make sure other boaters know there's a boat in their path, and trudge down to the resting area.

I know i'm only 17, but I know my parents wouldn't mind if I slipped into their bar.

I walk to it, grab a glass, and pour in some whiskey.

Therapy in a cup is what I call it.

I breath in deeply, clearing my mind, before taking a huge gulp.

I'm used to the feeling of it burning down my throat, but I can't help but cringe. I'll take smaller sips from now on.

I finish the glass, loving the warm and fuzzy feeling it gives me on the inside of my skin.

I feel the sway of the yatch to the ocean. I fill up the cup again and grap a pool cue. I walk drowsily to the pool table.

I used to play this all the time, then I figured it was useless, and stopped. But I have never stopped loving playing it. It was just a game of math really. I never did like school, but if we did these kinda things, I would like it. Well I guess that's why school is called work and not play.

I'm halfway done my game, and just a tad more intoxicated than I was 10 minutes ago.

"Demi?" I hear Selena say.

"Yeah?" I reply. I have to be here for her. She only wants to make sure that I won't leave her, like her mother did. I don't blame her for all the things she's done. I just wished she would stop doing them and find truth in my words when I say I will never leave her.

She's dressed in a robe that's barely covering her breasts. It's silk and it's not covering her...

"Aren't you coming to bed?" She interrupts my thoughts.

"No, go ahead, there's more than one bed, i'll be sleeping in a different suite anyways."

"Okay. But can you like, hold me, till I fall asleep?" She asked.

I placed my whiskey down and followed her into the room she picked.

It was my room.

I looked at the white furniture I picked for this room. If the sun was shining, this room could blind you with brightness.

She lied down and I followed.

My chest was to her back.

"You've been drinking." She stated.

"Just a little." I tell her.

I see her head nod in agreement.

She rolled over so she was facing me, staring into my eyes.

"I love you." She says.

"I love you too."

She kisses my lips. I can tell she wants this to go further as her hands pull at my shirt.

Should I let this go further?

Do I want to let this go further?

"Selena." I say, attempting to stop her.

"Shhh. Just let this happen." She whispers against my skin seductively.

"I can't."

"Why not? Don't you love me?"

"Of course I do! I've just been drinking and it would be best for the both of us if we just get some sleep."

"You said you didn't drink a lot."

"Don't even start to judge me for what I do. I wasn't the one wrapping herself around a metal chain trying to plummet to her death today."

I could see tears in her eyes form at my words.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it."

"No, you did, and your right." She stood up and walked to the bathroom. I heard the door lock.

"Selena, i'm truly sorry. I love you, and I want to spend my whole life with you, forever. I want to marry you and I want to grow old with you. I'm just scared of every move we make. It's like no matter what we do, somethings gunna come between us and separate us."

"I just wanted to make love with you Demi." She mumbles through the door.

"We can, all night if you want, just come out, talk to me first." I bargain.

She comes out, smiling.

"Oh, so I see how it is. You just want sex." I wink at her. She laughs lightly and nods.

"I just wanna show you how much I love you."

"I know you love me, but if you wanna, we can still make the boat rock." I wink at her again.

She drops her robe to the floor, exposing her nude body. The area in between my legs starts to burn in desire immediatly. She walked to me, her breasts pushed against mine. It made me breathless.

She removed my clothes so softly and delicately, I didn't even notice they were gone.

She directed me towards the bed.

I fell down on it, awaiting for her body to join mine.

She did. The feel of her bare body on mine awoke my senses.

I leaned up and kissed her...

...xXx...

I try and walk this morning. I'm just a little sore. That girl always suprises me in someway.

I cover her with blankets before getting some clothes up and going up on deck.

I map out where the hell we are. I take the anchor up and I turn the wheel east, like the map says to do, but then I think thoughtfully. I have an idea.

"Hey Sel?" I shout down.

No answer.

I bet she's still sleeping. What a lazymoo.

I trudge downstairs, taking in the articles around the boat. There is little starfish and a model pirate ship on the shelf. A lot of hard work was put into this beauty. I shake the thoughts from my head, reminding myself to get the real beauty that's around the corner.

"Sel, babe?" I call.

I open the dark wooden doors that led to the place we spent all night, pretty much awake.

She's there, like I thought. She looks tired though. Her hairs a curly mess and her arms splay about the bed, taking up all the room.

I just decide to suprise her with my idea.

I lean into kiss her cheek before something pops into my mind.

I left my whiskey glass on the pool table!

I sneak out, but as soon as i'm out of the room, and the doors are closed, I bolt across the ship.

Oh jeez, I just hope it didn't spill.

I run into the room, so thankful that the glass is just there on the side. I feel my shoulders relax and my nervous sweating slow. My parents would have killed me if it had of spilled anywhere.

I reach for the glass, taking it in my hands weakly. My hands aren't that strong and are a bit stiff this morning, they were used all night for... well stuff.

Obviously, I should have took in how slippery the glass is.

Smash!

"Oh fuck." I scold myself internally. I took a involentary step forward, straight into the sharp, piercing glass.

"Fuck!" I squeal as the glass embeds itself behind my sensitive girl skin. I can see my blood already.

I've let quite the amount of red liquid spread across the glass floor. I look down to see the ocean beneath us. The glass lets me have a perfect view of what's in the sea. I can see fish everywhere and even some bigger sealife like... a shark!

I jump up onto the pool table, not wanting to get eaten, but then stupidly remember there's a floor between me and the human eating monster.

"Pfft, nice Demi." I laugh at myself.

I'm soon reminded of my injury as I jump down to the ground and land on my foot.

"Oh, right, okay." I hop towards the kitchen, hoping to find some towels, tweezers and polysporin for my aching foot.

Selena's POV

I awoke to the loud exasperation of the word 'fuck'.

Must be Demi. What has she done now?

I walk to were the sound came from.

"Dems? You okay?" I shout. No one's here, but I can see a whiskey glass on the floor... covered in blood. My eyes widen, and my heart drops, while my stomach flutters.

"Demi?" I scream, now getting worried.

I start shouting persistantly. She's not answering me.

I turn around when I hear a noise from across the room. My hearts beating fast.

Is someone else on the ship?

"Selena?" I hear behind me.

I whip around and my heart calms immediatly as I see Demi but not everythings okay. She's holding a towel covered in blood.

She sees me eyeing it and holds it behind her back.

"Babe, hey, what are you doing up so early?" She asks. Her voice is squeeking.

I cross my arms, making sure that I don't disturb the sheet that covers me enough for it to fall, and narrow my eyes at her.

"Whose blood?" I ask seriously, not beating around the bush.

"Mine, I dropped my glass." I roll my eyes at her clumsiness.

"Forget the glass, i'll deal with your foot right now." I say. She just nods, accepting and knowing that she's pretty useless to helping herself.

We're in the kitchen and I can't help but smirk at her.

"How did you even manage it?" I ask, curious to how she could do such a thing.

"It just slipped."

She bites her lip nervously at me. I chuckle and kiss her lips reassuringly.

I take the tweezers and pull at a chunk of glass that resides in her skin.

"Ow man!" She shouts.

"Man? Do I look like a man to you?" She blushes, but her snarkiness is soon back.

"You did with that thing strapped to you last night." She teases.

"You whined and screamed in pleasure at my 'man-liness' little missy." I state to her.

She blushes harshly. I've got her now.

"Just deal with my foot." She changes the subject and I don't stop her. If I was in this position, I would not wanna keep talking about it.

I pull a piece of glass from her foot and let it drop in a small white bowl that has a few shards in it.

"Be gentle." She bugs me.

"Be greatful that i'm doing this for you."

She shuts up at the words that she keeps telling me.

"Ah, that got to you."

"Shut up." She crosses her arms and I smirk.

I rub the polysporin on her sore cuts and she winces.

"Baby." She is being a chicken shit.

"You can just shut up, or i'll make you walk the plank."

I laugh internally at her blackmail.

I take the bandage and wrap it slowly around her foot, making sure not to miss the actually injuries.

"Thanks." She mumbles.

"What was that?" I ask her.

"Thanks." She says it a little louder, and I can understand, but I just want her to fully admit it.

"Come again?"

"Thank you!" She shouts before huffing back into her chair.

"I heard you before, I just wanted you to tell me like you meant it."

She opens her mouth in shock to say something, but I just place my finger over her mouth.

"No need to thank me again." I tease her once more.

I walk away, letting my hips sway more than usual, just to seduce her once more before we go home.

I let the towel drop to the floor as I walk.

I heard her breathe hitch. I smirk and I turn the corner. I soon her feet padding behind me.

"I have something to ask." She states.

"Yes, we can have sex again." I turn around, smiling hopefully.

"Okay, sure, but it's something else," I'm glad to hear she will have sex, but i'm curious to know what else she wants. She never normally asks me for anything, "Will you go to my grandparents house today? We can boat there. It will only take a few hours."

I don't hesitate in answering her.

"Yes."

...xXx...

It been more than a few hours and i'm getting bored.

"Where the fuck are we Demi?" I ask her.

"We're almost there."

I sit and watch as this gorgeous sunset drowns slowly into the water that never seems to end. The pink and orange is contrasting against the water magnificently.

"I love you Selena. Don't forget that." She suddenly tells me. She shines that ol' crooked smile.

"I love you too Demi. So much." I stand and wrap my arms around her body. There's no shock between us when I hold her in my arms, or vice versa, but it just feel so damn right.

"Wanna sail the boat?" She whispers quietly, bringing me out of my trance that involved staring at her.

"I don't know how." I tell her. Not only that, but i'm scared of crashing it. Knowing my luck, i'll touch the wheel and it will be taking on water in seconds.

"I know what your thinking. There's nothing to crash it on out here anyways, and it's not a wheel, it's called the helm."

I'm extremely shocked at how well she knows I think.

"How did you-" I'm about to ask, but she cuts me off.

"I just do, when you love someone, you know them and their personality."

"That's so sweet." I tell her. She blushes and bites her lip before directing me towards the wheel, or helm as Demi puts it.

"I'll help you." She tells me. I can only nod. She lets her hands cup mine and place them on the wheel. Her body is placed up against mine.

Does she really think I can focus with her so close to me?

I'm just loving how caring she is towards me. She asks if i'm warm enough, and when I say no, she lets the boat slow to a hault before weighing anchor, and pulling me downstairs.

She lets the sheet fall from my body and passes me some clothes. I raise an eyebrow at her. She shakes her head and laughs quietly, knowing what I meant.

She picks up the bra and turns me around, placing it around my breast and latching the hooks together. She even adjusts the straps.

Demi holds my body as she pulls the thong up my legs. You would think I would be doing this for her, since her foot and all, but that's just another I love about her. Even when she's hurt, she's always caring for someone else.

She passes me my deoderant before slipping a shirt over me. I kiss her nose as I greet her face after the shirt is outta my way.

Searching the closet, she finds a pair of white sweatpants. It either that or guy shorts as she puts it. Sweatpants it is.

Demi has fully dressed me, and I would dress her, but she's already clothed herself.

"Thank you." I tell her. I should appreciate her a lot more. She needs that from me. Support from the one she loves is what she needs.

"What was that?" She asks, placing her hand and cupping her ear, attempting my previous stunt.

"You heard me." I push her hand away and she just laughs and pulls us up deck.

We start sailing again, and I can't help but get dazed by her beauty. She looks like she was meant for this. The sailing, the taking charge, the being independant, yet being completely dependant on someone else.

She depends on me, and I can't let her down anymore.

I can't.

I won't.

I've let her down so many times already, I don't want her getting used to that. I do not want her thinking that she always has to be the responsible one here. Every teenager has to have a little bit of fun.

I was like a falling star with out her, and when I had finally found her I was placed next to this beauty in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

I love her, and she needs me, and I need her, forever and always.

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