Prompt: Demi and Wilmer find out their daughter is being abused by her boyfriend.

Demi

"Do you know where Nicole is?"

I looked up in the mirror at Wilmer as I washed my face, "Last time I spoke to her she was with Michael... Why?"

He shrugged and put his hands on his hips, I could tell her was doing some deep thinking, "I don't know she just seems... off lately. Maybe her and Michael are having issues."

I turned around and sat on the sink, pulling him by his pajama pants close to me and wrapped my legs around his thighs, "I'm sure it's nothing, but I'll talk to her anyway.

Wilmer smiled and hugged me, "Good. Tonight or tomorrow?"

I shrugged, "It depends when she gets home. Her curfew is soon though, I hope she doesn't break it again."

He sighed, "I know, I don't like punishing her, but she needs to realize that just because she's in the tabloids now as an actress doesn't mean she can go around acting like a princess."

I giggled and kissed him lightly, "You know she's your princess and that you'd do anything for her, so shut up."

He smiled and lifted me off of the counter to the floor, "I know, she's had me wrapped aorund her finger since she was first put in my arms in the hospital."

I intertwined our fingers, "I know, but Alexa is gonna be dating soon too, and Angelo will be noticing girls soon."

Wilmer groaned, "I don't even want to think about our kids growing up. It already seems like we've missed so uch time with them."

I nodded, "I know what you mean. Hindsight is twenty-twenty... I wish we hadn't traveled so much when they were little. It took away so much time when they actually liked us."

He chuckled, "Angelo is still a momma's boy, and Alexa asked me to carry her to bed last night. They still like us."

I hit him arm lightly, "We're cool parents, right?"

Wilmer lifted an eyebrow, and "Okay that question totally made you so uncool."

I pouted and he leaned down, kissing me softly, "I'm a cool mom." I whined, "I'm completely hip."

He busted out laughing as we walked to the bed and laid down, my head on his chest. "Don't worry baby, I know."

I opened my mouth to speak but a noise coming from downstairs stopped me. I sat up and looked at me phone, "She's late." I stood up, wrapping a bathrobe around my body, "I'll be back in a minute."

I walked out of the bedroom and tip-toed down the stairs. To my surprise, the noise didn't come from downstairs, but right outside the front door.

"Mike just drop it!" Came Nicole's voice, followed by the angry tone of her boyfriend.

"Don't you fucking walk away from me."

Then I heard it. The unmistakable sound that made my blood boil at the same time it felt like ice had been injected into my veins. The sound of my daughter being hit.

I threw open the door, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER." I yelled, and stopped short, temporarily stunned by the sheer size of Mike. I grabbed Nicole's shoulders and pulled her inside the house.

"What's going on?!" Wilmer came jogging downstairs. I looked at him, then to Nicole who was holding her face with a look of horror. Mike's eyes widened as Wilmer obviously put together the pieces, and stepped forward. "You... Hit. My. Daughter?!" He shouted the last word and launched himself at Mike, hitting him in the face as he tackled him to the floor.

"DAD!" Nicole shouted, at the same time I yelled, "WILMER!"

Mike hit him in the face and rolled over on top of Wilmer but I jumped unto the dude, wrapping my arms around his neck, "Don't you dare."

Mike froze and Wimer got up, waving me off of the teenager and shoving him off of the porch, "If you ever, come near my family again, I will kill you."

He took off running and Wilmer turned back to Nicole and I, pulling us both into a hug.

"Nobody hurts my family."

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