Wilmer

I stared out the window of the cab miserably. It was over, those last words I yelled at her were full of mistakes. The air that rushed away after I slammed the door was filled with anger and bitterness. I didn't mean any of it, but between the alcohol and the way she was yelling at me, I just snapped. Now I had ruined everything and destroyed anything left of the trust she once had for me. I promised i'd never leave her, or walk out on her. I promised I would never give her a reason not to trust me. I promised I'd never get drunk and scream in her face like her father did when she was a child. I promised, and I broke her.

I walked into the bar and sat down on the stool then ordered a glass of whiskey. I stared into it miserably and I could feel a lump foreign in my throat but kept the tears at bay. I missed her so much it hurt just to breathe.

"Wilmer?! Wilmer fucking Valderrama?!" I slowly turned to see one of my old buddies, Mike, standing there smiling widely a me as he clapped me on the shoulder, "How you been bro?!"

I smiled forcibly and shrugged, "Doing alright, yourself?"

Makew sat next to me, "Amazing... Man this life... The women, the alcohol..." He leaned forward, "The sex... It's magnificent really. Seriously. It's like a different world in here."

I smiled grimly and nodded, "I'll bet."

He chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "So... have you and wed and bed that hottie you got? The young one?"

I bowed my head, "Yeah... Uh, she's not in the picture anymore... no one is."

Mike's mouth fell open, "No way... bro you've got to try out one of these girls. C'mon it's confidential and I'm friend with the owner, I can get you a private room. Come on man you need to loosen up and go have some fun. What was her name? Demi? She couldn't of been that good in bed, let the girls show you how some real sex feels. Instead of that crazy little girl-"

I stood up abruptly and grabbed his jacket, slamming him down against the bar counter, "Don't you ever talk about her like that again!" I spat in his ear, "Do you hear me?! EVER!"

Someone grabbed my shoulders spun me around. Then, I felt a solid punch to my right cheek, snapping my head to the left; Mike's bodyguard. Another punch to the gut had me keeling over and within seconds the bouncers were surrounding us and I was thrown out the door not he awaiting clutches of the paparazzi.

"WILMER!" They yelled, "WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING?!"

A moment later, Mike walked out, straightening his jacket, "Are you fucking kidding me?!" He roared, "I don't care that I called you bitch crazy you don't EVER put your hands on me again!"

The paps were going absolutely nuts, snapping pictures. I shoved him in the chest and got into his face.

"No. You know what?! You call my girl anything like that again and I will personally make sure you wish her name never left your fucking mouth."

Mike's face drained of color and hr tried to keep a straight face, "Are you threatening me Valderrama?"

I stepped even closer, "Yes. But it's also a promise to follow through."

With that, I turned on my heel and walked away."

~*~

The next morning I woke up with my eye swollen up and feeling like someone had run me over with a truck. Only then did I realize someone was knocking on my apartment door. With a groan I got up and walked over to the door, my ribs aching. The knocking started again and I pulled the handle, stopping short when I saw Demi standing there.

"H-Hi." She said, looking a bit breathless.

"Hey."

She bit her lip and raised her hand to lightly touch my bruised cheek, "I saw the headlines." She murmured, and turned my jaw side to side to examine my face, "You didn't have to do that."

I shook my head, "Yes I did... I don't care what the status of our relationship is, I'm not gonna stand by and let some asshole call you crazy!"

Demi bit her lip again, "He called me crazy?" I sighed and nodded, watching as her mouth rose up in a smirk, "Please tell me you hit him back."

I chuckled, "I slammed his face down on a bar table."

Demi smiled, "Good... I saw the video outside the club."

I exhaled slowly, "Why don't you come in? So we can talk."

Demi nodded and I shut the door behind her, following her into the living room where she sat on the couch, "Where else did he hit you?" She murmured, touching my eye gently.

"My ribs, but I'm fine."

Demi clicked her tongue, "Let me see."

I watched her carefully and when I hesitated she rolled her eyes, "Don't be stupid, let me see." I pulled my shirt over my head and she gasped at the sight of my black and purple abdomen. "Wilmer, oh God." I shrugged and winced as she pressed her fingers to my skin. "Sorry." She said immediately, withdrawing her hand a bit.

"No." I grabbed it and pulled it back to my stomach, "It's fine."

She looked up at me, "Have you iced it?"

I squinted one eye up at her guiltily, "Uhm... not exactly..."

She smacked the back of my head lightly, "Wilmer!" Demi got up and walked over to the freezer, pulling out three bags of frozen vegetables. "You're supposed to ice it so the swelling goes down."

"Oops?"

She rolled her eyes and walked back and gently placed two of the frozen pea bags on my stomach then began to clean my eye that was still bleeding a bit with a wet cloth. I watched her as she cleaned me up and soon she met my eyes.

"What?" She murmured shyly, a blush tainting her cheeks.

"You're beautiful." Demi's lower lip began to quiver a bit and I sighed, reaching up to stroke her cheek, "I know you didn't come here to hear this, but I am truly sorry Dems, for everything. I never wanted to hurt you, or lose you. I love you, and I'm so, so sorry."

Demi wiped at ger cheeks, "I know Will, but I just... I can't. I need someone I can trust not to scream in my face then slam the door when they walk out on me. I can't trust you."

I bowed my head, "I love you."

She leaned her forehead against mine, "I love you too Wilmer."

My hand slid to the back of her neck, "Demi..."

She leaned forward and our lips were centimeters apart before she pulled away abruptly and stood up, "I have to go." She said, hurrying towards the door.

"Wait!" I ran after her and shut the door as she opened it before she could leave.

"Wilmer-" She said, turning around as I leaned one hand against the door while the other pulled her waist close to me.

"Shhh." I whispered, and pressed my body against her, "I'm sorry." I heard Demi's breath hitch as my nose ran along her jawline, kissing her neck lightly, "I love you..." My lips were at her ear, "Hermosa." Demi leaned her head back against the wall, exposing her neck as she let out a low moan, "I know you love me nena." I murmured, "So don't go. Stay with me. I love you, I need you... I need you Dems."

She blinked, then pushed my chest back, "You can't fix this by kissing my neck and telling me you need me."

I nodded quickly, "I understand Demi... I'm sorry."

She sighed and grabbed my chin, pulling me in to kiss me. My eyes shot open when her lips touched mine and then I kissed back holding her face with both hands. Far too soon, she pulled away.

"I need to think about things."

I nodded, "Take your time... I'll wait as long as it takes."

~*~

It's been two weeks since Demi came over, and still she hadn't called me. I sat by my phone all day, staring at it and still she hadn't called me. I sat by my phone all day, staring at it and full of anxiety.

What if she doesn't call?

What if she doesn't want us to work?

What if she can't trust you?

What if she's found someone else?

As that last one occurred to me, I got up from the couch and walked to the door. Just as I pulled it open I was shocked to see Demi there, her hand raised to knock.

"Demi?"

She smiled sheepishly at me, "Hey Will."

I stook back, "Come in?"

Demi nodded and walked in. As soon as I shut the door she turned around, "I made a decision." She said, at the same time I said, "The wait is killing me."

Demi giggled as I perked up, "What did you decide?"

She walked up close to me and ran her hands up and down my chest, then smiled up at me, "I love you... and I want us to try again."

I grabbed her in my arms and spun her around, pressing my lips to hers hungrily. She laughed loudly and threw her head back. I carried her securely into the bedroom and laid her on the soft mattress. She was kissing me hungrily as I ran my hands up and down her curves.

"God I love you." I panted against her lips.

"I love you too baby." She said, and leaned close, "Now make love to me."

~*~

I woke up to Demi's naked body snuggled into my side and blinked a couple times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I lifted my hand and slowly trailed it up and down her bare back in patterns, smiling as she wrinkled her nose adorably and pushed her face further into my neck.

"Goodmorning." Came her raspy morning voice that I fell in love with the first time I slept over.

"Goodmorning sweetheart."

She lifted her head sleepily, "Hi."

I chuckled and leaned in to kiss her, "Hi."

Demi let her chin rest on my chest and we both looked at each other, smiling.

"We need to talk." I murmured, my hand still moving lightly across her back.

"Uh oh." Demi smirked, then cocked her head, "What's wrong?"

I leaned my head back and stared up at the ceiling, "I need to apologize, like, really apologize for what happened that night."

Demi sat up a bit, running her fingers up my jawline and through my hair, "Wilmer I know you're sorry. I forgive you. I know it was a tough situation and we were both stressed and that the alcohol wasn't helping one bit. I love you and I want to be with you, so let's just forget about that night okay?"

I smiled and pushed my lips against hers, "Okay."

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