"DEMI!" Miley's voice screamed through my ears.

I buried my face in my pillow to block out the annoying sound. She yanked the sheets off me revealing my bare legs.

When I still wouldn't get up, she tugged on my leg and let me fall onto the cold hardwood floor. This was child abuse.

I raised my arm and held up my middle finger.

"Have you not been taking a shower because you stink?" She asked holding her nose.

I hadn't taken a shower in three days nor had I been to school in three days and I didn't have any plans to go back today. I wasn't going to face Justin. I didn't want to. Plus, we had four classes together. I probably couldn't make it through half of the first class with him, before I jumped off the school building.

"I've been taking a shower in my tears." I replied truthfully.

"You're going to school today, Demi. You're not just gonna sit here and wait for death. I'm not letting one guy ruin your life." She said grabbing my leg again and pulling me across the room. I tried my best to hide the day old cuts on my arm.

"Fuck off, Miley!" I yelled.

"We're supposed to be in third period right now, Demi! Get up!" She shouted back.

I finally cooperated with her once I realized that she wasn't going to give up. While I did what I normally do before school (take a shower, brush my teeth etc.), she pulled out my clothes that I usually wear which were a band shirt, a leather jacket, black pants, and black heels or usually boots.

I put on the clothes, dreading the idea, before we were ready to go. We walked down stairs as I pulled out my phone checking my messages. Justin called. I didn't want to call him back because I knew that I was wrong, but if he had let me explain, he would understand why I didn't say anything about Terrence. It wasn't entirely my fault...right?

Just as I unlocked my phone, Justin called again. I waited for a notification to show that I had a voicemail. Just as I pulled down my notification bar, it popped up. I opened it and waited for the message to play.

"Hey, babe. It's me." Justin's voicemail started. "I've been thinking about you all day long and I thought about last night. I know you're really mad at me, but I was just calling to see if we could work this out somehow. If you don't want to talk, it's cool. I just thought our start could make it."

•❤•

As Miley and I walked down the hall to the cafeteria, I noticed a sign on the giant billboard that read:

Talent Show
Next Thursday!
Do you have what it takes to win?
Sign your name below to enter.

I grabbed a flyer from the box located next to the sign, but I started to think twice. What would be the point of entering if I'd sing my heart out for everyone and in return I would get booed?

I shoved the flyer into my back pocket just in case I might change my mind as Miley called my name. I ran over to her who was holding my place in line for food.

After we grabbed our food, we skimmed the cafeteria for empty seats. I had a good feeling Justin would be eating inside instead of outside and I wasn't in the mood to even hear his voice.

"Can we just eat outside?" I asked Miley.

She nodded her head. "Yeah, I understand." She said leading me outside where the sun tried blinding me.

We sat down at a nearby table where nobody ever sat because it didn't include an umbrella to block out the Sun. Miley took out a cigarette and lit it without a care in sight.

Selena's loud laugh filled my ears from afar. Miley and I both turned around only to see Selena and Justin flirting with each other while Taylor, Tya, and Kaitlin talked amongst themselves.

"Check it out." Miley said. I ignored her comment as my body filled with nothing, but anger. After all Justin, Selena and I had been through they go behind my back and start something like this. I stood up from my seat and made my way over to them with Miley yelling, "Don't do anything stupid", from behind.

•Selena•

I looked up from my conversation with Justin and found Demi walking towards Justin and I. Her face was indescribable. She looked frustrated, yet sad and angry. Tya greeted her with an insult. Demi ignored it and stopped in her tracks when she met me.

"You fucking bitch!" She yelled, pushing me against the table behind me. My only thought was to push back. As Justin jumped in front of me to block Demi, I was about to duck from the sight of Demi's fist clenching, but Miley pulled her back and repeatedly told her, "She isn't worth it."

"What did I ever do to you?!" Demi shouted with tears streaming down her face. She looked at Justin and swallowed. "I hate you." She whispered, but it was loud enough to hear.

I could tell demi was hurting just by the way she carried herself. She wasn't thinking. Her mind was too crowded to be understood. She was having a tough time with life

•❤•

•Demi•

I sat on the ground in the locked bathroom with tears falling in each and every direction as I stared at the fresh cuts on my arm. Where did my life go wrong? What was my problem? One minute I was laughing with Selena and the next I was trying to claw out her eyes. It was almost like I was bipolar.

My thoughts were interrupted by my ringtone that belonged to my phone. I looked at the caller I.D. only to see Justin's picture pop up. I hesitated for a moment unsure of whether to pick it up or not. I went with my gut and picked it up on its last ring.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey." Justin replied.

"I didn't think you'd actually pick up." He said slightly laughing.

"Neither did I." The conversation was so awkward. We were barely talking. It was just quiet. It was like the line was breaking up, but it was just us. "I didn't think it'd end so fast. And to think I was just starting to fall for you."

"Has that changed now?" He asked.

"I don't know, Justin."

The silence spread throughout the room.

"Anyway," He finally spoke, "I was thinking that maybe we could talk 'cause I really wanna be alone. I know it hasn't been easy for us to talk, but this is personal. This is for me and you."

"What's the point? Even if I tried to explain, you wouldn't understand." I said. "The best thing right now is for us to give our hearts a break and after maybe we can start over. There's only so much I can take."

"All right, Lovato."