CHAPTER 41- S

Demi's POV

        I watched as Nicko waved goodbye to me as the driver pulled away with me in the car. I didn't have a good feeling about this, if Nicko saw who my date was he'd rip him limb from limb. We stopped outside an apartment complex and I bit my lip as the door opened and Michael, the yoga instructor, slipped inside.

"Hey Demi!"

I smiled, hoping it didn't look forced, "Hi."

He smiled, "I'm realy glad you asked me out tonight. I hope Nicko isn't too unhappy about your break up."

I shrugged, "Who knows? We might work it out. We're both just trying new things."

Michael nodded, "So he doesn't know you're out specifically with me right?" I shook my head and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. He's a scary bloke."

I sighed, "He's just protective."

He shook his head, "I can understand protective but this is something different Demi. That guy has got issues."

I looked at my hands, "If you came on this date to bag on Nicko the entire time we can end this things right now. He's my daughter's dad, and I don't appreciate it."

Michael sighed, "I'm just trying to show you that you can do so much better than him. He doesn't deserve you. You're an amazing woman. He's holding you back from so much. Do you really want to be tired down so early? You're only what? Twenty two? I don't think you realize how much life you have left to live."

I snorted, "You're what? Twenty five? Nicko's an amazing dad, and he treated me amazing when I was with him. We didn't break up because of what you think are his issues, we broke up because of some things that we never really resolved with him. He's come to terms with everything and I don't think you're in a posistion to judge anything he does."

Michael smiled, "You're still in love with him."

I crossed my arms and looked out the window, "I'm trying not to be."

He touched my arm, "And why is that?"

"Because I don't want us to bring up our daughter fighting like animals every night. If we didn't have a child, maybe things would've been different but I don't want my daughter to grow up like I did." I bit my lip, remembering my childhood in which I would cry in the corner of my room while my dad would scream at my mom.

"But the thing is, would you rather have her grow up not seeing her dad everyday? Or just on the weekends? I was a kid of divorce Demi, I know how much it sucks and so do you, when you wait up for you dad to come home and it never happens. You see him moving out and it sucks. We can go on this date, but I don't think either of us want it to go any farther than friends. I'm not a fan of the dude, but I see the way he looks at you, he's completely and utterly head over heals for you."

I smiled a bit, "Yeah, I know. I just can't be with him like that right now."

Michael smiled, "It's okay, I can be your test dummy as many times as you want."

Nicko's POV

        I felt a huge anxiety cloud come over me as Demi left to go on her date. We agreed not to tell each other who we were going with and I was glad because that meant she had no way of figuring out my plans. I waited about twenty minutes after Demi until I too got in my range rover and left to Demi's mom's house.

"Nicko? What are you doing here?" Dianna said, as she answered the door with Mia on her hip.

"I'm here to pick up my date." I said, smirking a bit as I guestered to Mia who was kicking her feet and smiling.

"What?" Dianna looked down at Mia and then at me with her mouth open, "I'm pretty sure that's not what Demi meant by a date."

I grinned, "She never specified who, or what age. I told her my date was younger than me, and not a big talker."

Dianna shook her head but handed me Mia, "She's going to kill you."

I smiled, "Nah, I'll be fine. There was no point in going on an actual date, I'm never going to want anyone but Demi so why waste money on a girl who means nothing to me?"

Dianna smiled, "Well here's her diaper bag, get out of here and enjoy your date."

I grinned, "I'll drop her back off here around eight. She should be asleep by then but I want to give Demi time on her date before I put the rest of my plan into effect." I said, lifitng my eyebrows up and down.

"So what exactly is your plan?" She asked, looking suspicious.

"That's a secret." I whispered, and turned around, holding Mia to my chest as I walked, "See you in a few hours!"

        I sat at the ice cream place, daintily feeding Mia bits of the sweet dessert. I couldn't help but watch the other moms and dads around me, I missed Demi immensly. Just the thought of her being out on a romantic date with some other guy made me want to scream. But, I knew it was something she had to do in order to get closure with her feelings. She belonged with me, I didn't need to go prove that by going on a date with some girl who I'd never plan on seeing again. I just had to hope and pray that my plan works. I checked my watch and saw it was almost eight o'clock. With bands of anxiety around my chest I opened a message to Demi and simply typed 's', letting out a deep breath once my finger hit send. If this didn't go my way, that text could make or break us.

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Demi's POV

        I was just throwing my head back and laughing at something Michael had said when my phone buzzed. My breath caught in my throat as I realized it was Nicko, and the message was the very letter i'd been dreading all night long.

"What's wrong?!"

I looked up to see Michael's blurry form and realized I was crying, "He's... He's taking home his date. He wants to have sex with her."

He shook his head, "And what are you gonna do about it?"

I blanched, "What do you mean? I can't do anything! If he wants to go fuck a girl he can fuck whoever he wants! We're not together. I can't dictate what he does."

Michael sighed, seeming annoyed, "You listent to me. There is no way you are going to let Nicko go and sleep with some other girl. I know you. You're not about to let that slide and if he goes through with it I know you certainly won't be okay with it tomorrow morning. Think about it Demi, are you really going to be able to lay next to him at night knowing that he had sex with some girl just the night before? No. So you have to stop him right now. We're gonna get our check and then we can go back to your house and you can pull that bitch off of him."

I gaped as Michael growled at me, "Since when are you in such a hurry to save my relationship?"

He shrugged and motioned for a waiteress, "Maybe because I see how much he loves you and how much you need him. I didn't see it when I kissed you, but now I look back and ask myself how stupid it was to think that you'd even consider giving me a chance when you had a guy like that in your life. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine but you? You just need a little shove in the right direction."

        The entire ride home my leg was shaking non-stop. Michael sighed as I stared out the window, "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack Demi."

I rolled my eyes, "Sorry if I'm a bit tense at thinking I might find the man I'm in love with balls deep in some girl when I get out of this car!"

Michael smiled reassuringly, "I don't think that's Nicko's style. Honestly I'm surprised he even sent you that text."

I was about to reply but at that moment we turned into my driveway and I could physically feel my heart rate spike dramatically.

"Relax. It's all going to work out." Michael murmured, and I tried my best to believe him.

Nicko's car wasn't in the driveway once the driver rolled to a stop, "We beat him."

He nodded, "Do you want me to come and wait with you?"

I clicked my tongue, "Do you really think that would put him in a good mood? Having the guy who tried to kiss me be the one I went on a date with? No. It's probably not a good idea. But thank you, for everything."

Michael smiled as I got out of the car, and waved goodbye. I slowly walked up to the door and began to unlock it, my movements slower than usual because of the millions of thoughts running through my head. Headlights, coming down the driveway drove me into a panic, and I ran into the house, going into the kitchen where I had a clear view of the front door to wait, for Nicko to walk in so I could tell him that I didn't want to be broken up anymore.

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