"Demi, honey. Wake up... Time to get ready for school." My aunt taps me on my back really lightly.

I open up one eyeball. I slept really good last night. To be honest, I could probably go to school and be okay. I'm not overly tired today or anything.

"Aunt Kathy?" I say softly. I still feel really bad about making her cry yesterday.

"Yes?" She walks back over to my bed before she leaves the room.

"...I'm not going today."

"To school?"

I turn over on my back to look at her. "Yeah... I don't want to go."

"Are you sick?" She touches my forehead with the back of her hand.

"No, I'm not sick. I just... Don't want to go." I say, truthfully.

"...Are you having trouble? With...bullies? Your dad told me you used to have trouble with bullied in school... People messing with you?" She takes a seat at the edge of my bed and rubs my ankle.

"No. Nobody's messing with me." I neglect to tell her about Cody burning me yesterday with the glue gun. "I just really need a break."

"...Alright. You can stay home for today. But you're going to be alone for most of the day. Is that alright?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll probably just sleep..."

"Okay. I have a couple meetings to go to. Then I'm headed to the doctors. And after the doctors I'm going to stop at the mall. You want me to pick you up anything special for dinner?"

"No... No thank you."

"Okay honey. Just rest." She gets up off my bed and leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.

I really need a break from everything today. I want to spend the entire day sleeping my life away. Maybe I'll start reading the new Twilight book that I got for my birthday. I need some serious me time.

When my aunt leaves, I roll back over on my side to fall back asleep. Before I settle in to go to sleep again, I grab my phone and text Selena.

Me: Hey... Are you awake?

Her: Yeah what's up?

Me: I'm not coming today.

Her: You said you were last night on the phone. I have something to tell you. Please just come?

Me: I don't want to be bothered today. Just tell me later ok?

Her: Whatever Demi.

Me: Are you mad at me?

She doesn't text me back after that. I feel bad. Maybe I have been ignoring Selena lately, but I really don't mean to. She doesn't understand. Nobody understands.

Me: Well can you grab my homework?

Her: Whatever.

Me: Thanks.

I sigh and roll back over on my side. I'm just disappointing everyone. I'm a disappointment.

I lift my left arm out of my covers, bringing it into view. I stare at the skin on my wrist.

It looks like I got into a fight with a cat. There are so many deep gashes and scabs on my wrist. The one I did with my earring at Selena's is scabbing over nicely. If I picked it off, it'd probably bleed a lot.

Instead of bothering with my scabs, i just close my eyes.

The best way to escape my scary thoughts is to go to sleep.

So that's what I do. I go to sleep.

I wake up from my restful sleep to the sound of my phone ringing. The ringer is loud and obnoxious. I wish I had it turned off so that I could still be asleep.

Angrily, I snatch my phone up from my pillow beside me and look at the caller ID. Why can't anyone just let me fucking sleep?

The caller ID says the call is from Joe. And apparently, I have seven missed calls from him.

I slide my finger across the screen and answer it. "Hullo?" My voice is coarse and very raspy. I'm groggy with sleep.

"Demi!" He says loudly. I want to reach through the phone and punch him.

"What?" I grumble at him. I'm in an incredibly pissy mood.

"I've been calling you for a half hour... What are you doing?"

"I was sleep." I sigh and run my fingers through my knotty hair.

"Oh... Well didn't I tell you yesterday that I'm picking you up today? It's 9:30... I've been outside since 9."

"Uhhh... I'm sorry, I forgot. Why so early?" I yawn.

"So we can have all day together. I have to go to work at 3:00..."

"Umm... Okay. Gimme a minute..." I yawn again. "Where are we going?"

"To my house. Nobody's home. I have the house until 2:40."

"Okay... I'll be outside." I hang up on him and remain in my bed.

To be truthful, I don't even want to go. I just want to stay home. But I won't keep ignoring him.

I peel myself out of bed and find a pair of black leggings to throw on. I grab one of my Abercrombie t-shirts and throw it on over my bra. I slip on some flip flops, grab my phone and run downstairs. I put Jorge in his cage and go outside.

Sure enough, Joe's truck is waiting for me. I walk over to it and open the door.

"Good morning, gorgeous." He leans over and gives me a kiss as I climb into the seat.

"Morning..." I mumble.

"I didn't know you wear glasses..." He smiles as he pulls out of the driveway.

I touch my face and I'm surprised to find that I forgot to swap my glasses for contacts. "Uhhh... I forgot to take them off."

"I like you better with them." He reaches over and holds my hand, speeding along the road to get to his house.

"...So what do you have planned for today?" I ask, looking out the window. It's only 9:40. It's so early.

"It's a surprise." He grins suspiciously.

"I don't like surprises."

"Well you're gonna like them today." He parks the car in his driveway and steps out. I get out too.

I follow him into the house. It's very quiet and empty in here. It's really nice too. It gets nicer every time I come in here.

"Are you hungry?" He asks.

To my surprise, I am. I haven't eaten since yesterday, so my stomach does feel an emptiness. "Yeah... Starving." I walk with him into the kitchen and sit down at the glass table.

He walks over to the stove and turns it on. "You like omelets?"

I nod. "Sure."

He cracks an egg and puts it into a frying pan. He must've had this all planned out, because everything is already set out.

"After we eat, do you want to go watch a movie?"

"Sure. What's my surprise?"

"You have to wait for it." He flips the omelet in the frying pan. It looks really good.

"Can't you just tell me what it is?"

"No. You have to wait. I can tell you that you're gonna love it, though." He scrapes one omelet onto a blue plate. He serves it to me.

I pick up a fork and cut into it. "Is it upstairs?"

"Part of it is." He starts making another omelet.

"Where's the other part?" I fork some of mine into my mouth. It tastes so good.

"The other part of could be a number of places. But it depends on if you want the other part or not." He smiles and flips his food.

"What if I don't want the other part?" I'm scarfing my food down. I was so hungry.

"Then I won't give it to you." He shrugs and puts his on a plate. He sits by me and starts eating.

"I just want to know what it is." I finish off the last bite and drink some orange juice. Part of me wonders how sadistic Joe is. He doesn't scare me in the way that Cody did, but part of me wonders if he brought me here so that he can kill me or something.

"Aren't your parents worried about where you are?" He asks with a slight grin.

"My uncle's at training and my aunt is running errands." I shake my head. I really try not to let it set me off too bad.

"Oh. Well I'll have you home by 2:30." He cleans up both our plates when we're done.

"Okay." I stand up.

"Let's go up to my room." He pushes my chair in and walks back to the hallway with the big staircase.

I follow him up the stairs and down a long hallway.

We get to a dark red door and he pushes it open. "I cleaned up for you." He chuckles.

I step into his room. It's nice and spacious.

His bed is huge, with dark red and black bedding. He has a TV on the wall and a bulletin board, just like Selena's. What surprises me is that there's two pictures of me on his bulletin board. They're both printout pictures that he probably got from my Facebook.

"Yeah... I have pictures of you. Don't think I'm creepy..." He must have noticed me looking.

"I don't..." I have a surprising smile on my face. I haven't smiled since last Saturday. "I just want to know why..."

"Because I'm obsessed with you. And that's the truth." He shrugs and rummages through a bin of movies.

I step over a power cord that goes to his PlayStation. "Obsessed?"

"Borderline crazy about you." He shrugs casually as if he's just recently come to terms with it. "You wanna watch Black Christmas or The Haunting In Connecticut?"

"Either or is fine with me." I sit cross-legged on his bed. "So what's my surprise? Can I have it now?"

"No, Demi. You can have it in a little while."

"Will you tell me what it is?!"

"No." He puts the movie in his DVD player and shuts off the light. It's dark in his room due to his deep red curtains.

He pulls back the covers on his bed. "Let's lay down..."

I get under the covers with him and lie down on his pillow. His bed smells like him and the sheets are so soft.

"Joesph... Whatever your middle name is Jonas. You didn't make me come here at 9:30 in the morning just to lie down and watch movies."

"It's Adam." He wraps his arms around me. "And you're right. I didn't. But it's too early for your surprise."

"Just give it to me. It's not that early." I turn to him and kiss him on his lips. When I pull away, he puts my bottom lip between his lips and sucks on it.

"Demi... Lovato. It's too early for it." He rubs my back.

"It's not..." I kiss him again.

He sucks on my bottom lip again. "Let me guess your middle name."

I chuckle. "Good luck."

"Give me a couple hints." He kisses my jawline again.

"Um... It starts with a D. And it's kind of a boy's name."

"...Dalton. Donald. Derrick. Darren." He doesn't stop kissing my neck.

"No... Try Dev." I run my hands through his crop-cut hair as he kisses my neck some more.

"Devon."

"Devonne."

"Demi Devonne." He laughs. "Cute." He continues kissing my neck.

"It's not Demi."

"Your name isn't Demi?"

"Not fully. It's Demetria." I close my eyes. When he kisses my neck, it gets me so far in the mood. "Where's my surprise?"

"...I'm getting you ready for it." He slides his hands all down my stomach. "Since you can't wait..." He stops his hand around the waist of my leggings.

"...If it's what I think it is... Then I've been waiting forever already." I keep rubbing his head.

"...You're right. You have been waiting long enough." He weasels his way between my legs and lies on top of me.

I kiss him on his lips deeply and he kisses me back with the same intensity. "...Today?" I whisper to him.

"Today..." He leans up off me and takes his shirt off.

I follow his lead and take mine off too. "Seriously?"

"Seriously." He leans down and kisses me on my chest. His hands find their way to my waist and he pulls my leggings off. I kick them off the bed.

He takes his pants off too. "I love you, Demi." He fumbles around with my underwear. I lift up and let him take them off.

"...You do?" I say, confusion clear in my voice. I grab onto his boxers and pull them off him. He has a boner, which makes me nervous.

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't." He leans down and kisses my neck again. He's not inside of me, but his hard on is resting on my leg.

"...I... I love you too..." I bring his lips to mine and kiss him again. I want to cry. This is perfect. Just the way I think losing my virginity should be.

He pulls my bra off and throws it on the floor. "Don't let me hurt you..."

"...Don't be afraid to." I look up at him hovering over my naked body. Our eyes meet. I can tell by the look in his eyes that he really does love me. "I trust you..."

He takes a deep breath and grabs something off his nightstand. He tears it open and I watch him put it on.

He rolls the condom smoothly down on his erection. He's really big, but I don't think about that. I don't think about anything except me and him right now.

"Just relax." He mutters in my ear. He reaches down and guides himself.

I close my eyes, ready for whatever's coming.

Below, he enters me. Not all at once, though. Just a tip. I scoot back in the bed, nervous.

I look at his face. He's focused, careful. I close my eyes again.

Quickly, he slides the final seven or eight inches inside of me.

I gasp at how fast he did that.

"Are you hurt?"

"No..." I shake my head. It doesn't hurt. I just feel... full. Like my stomach can't hold anymore food that what I've eaten, but it's not food that's inside me.

He kisses my cheek. "Love you."

"Love you too."

He rests his elbows by my shoulders, tangling his hands in the lengths of my hair. I open my legs a little bit wider for him.

He stops being so still and starts moving below me. He moves in and out, in sort of a rocking motion. I can tell that every inch of him isn't going in.

It doesn't hurt at all. It just feels...weird. And it feels kind of good at the same time. I can't help but feel the plastic sliding all over, though.

"...Faster?" I ask him. I notice that he's being very gentle. I don't want him to be. I want him to give it his all.

"No." He says. His voice is firm. He keeps moving in and out at the same slow, soft pace.

I put the palms of my hands on his back and let him go. I'll just try to enjoy this. "Please?"

"...Spoiled." His voice is a little bit playful.

All of a sudden, he turns the pace WAY up. I know he's going fast, because the bed is starting to squeak.

Oh my god... If this is what I've waited for... Then it was definitely worth the wait. I open my legs up a little wider and when I do, I feel him go all the way in.

"Oooh..." I slip a moan through my lips. I grab onto the sheets.

He grunts in my ear like he's lifting weights and keeps going fast.

I can't believe I'm losing my virginity right now.

The sweat is causing my hands to slip off his back when I try to grip it. "Ohhh..."

Joe's lower body is crashing into mine with sharp, jolted movements. He presses his lips to my neck and breathes into it. His soft groans let me know that he's enjoying this too.

Slowly, he stops. He eases to a stop. He doesn't stop abruptly. And when he comes to a complete stop, he pulls himself out of me.

"...You alright?" He's a little bit out of breath and he's very sweaty.

"I'm fine."

"...We're done for now. I don't want to... Push it." He moves around down below and takes his condom off. He rolls off me and holds me close to his body.

"Push what?"

"Hurting you."

"I'm fine though."

"I know you are." He kisses my sweaty forehead. "Rest before we do it again."

"I want to do it again..." I whine to him.

"We will, babe. I promise we'll do it again. I just want you to rest. I don't want you to get hurt."

"I'm okay. Let's do it again."

He laughs at me. "Demetria."

"Joseph."

"You are so lucky you're adorable." He kisses my forehead again. "We will have sex again. In about... A half hour. And I promise you I won't hold back anymore. I promise we will..." He hesitates. "I promise we will fuck like rabbits until we both pass out. Okay?"

"...why not now?"

"Demetria. Rest your body."

"Okay..." I sigh.

"Must you buck me on everything?" He puts his arms around my waist.

"...Yes."

"Be glad your fucking gorgeous. Otherwise it wouldn't be so hard to tell you no." He kisses my lips. "Love you, girl."

"I love you too." I lie with him. I think I enjoy this cuddling after sex thing.

"Was it were the wait?"

"Definitely." I nod and smile.

It really was. It was perfect, amazing, passionate, satisfying... It was EVERYTHING.

It was definitely how I hoped losing my virginity would be.

I think I might have fallen in love with him in the process.