CHAPTER 36

    Mac's POV   

  When I woke up I was in my own bed. Not Demi's,  I was confused, until I remembered last night. I had fallen asleep during the movie, and woke up in Demi's bed late at night, without Demi. So I went back to my bed, this is only the fourth time i've slept in it. The only thing that really clicked with me is that Demi hadn't kept her promise again. I'd seen this dozens of times at the care home. Kids came back after a couple of months and told stories about how their mommies and daddies were great for a while, then they stopped caring. Might as well start packing now. 

      I climbed out of bed and walked down the hallway, peeking into Demi's room as I passed it. It was empty. I walked down the stairs, expecting to see Jason sitting on the couch but instead, it was Demi. Focused on typing into her phone. I quietly walked past, to the pantry to get breakfast, but halfway there Demi looked up. "Mac?" I turned. Demi looked exhausted, "Sorry about last night babygirl, something at the studio came up.. Did you have fun with Dallas, Marissa and Mad-Mad?" I nodded, Demi looked down, "Well I have to be at the studio in two hours... Is there anything special you wanted for breakfast?" I just shook my head and went to play with my dolls. Demi stayed on the couch. 

   Demi's POV  

   Mac was being unusually quiet this morning. I told her something at the studio came up because I don't want her to hate Wilmer more than she already does. I hope she warms up to him. Then, my phone buzzed with a text. 

From: Wilmer<3

   Hola(: Are you feeling better?

To:Wilmer<3

 Yeah, i guess I was just really tired :/

From:Wilmer<3

   I'll be there in 10?

To:Wilmer<3

Yes please!

    I shut my phone and watched Mac play for a couple of minutes. I had refused to get her Barbie dolls, So I had compromised with Bratz dolls, they're a bit more realistic. She seemed really off this morning, usually she's completely starving when she wakes up and is full of energy. I opened my mouth to ask her if she was okay when the doorbell rang. She didn't even look up. I ran to the door and pulled it open.

       Wilmer stood there, he looked sexy as ever. "Hola." He said, flashing his white smile. I threw myself in his arms and kissed him passionately. When I pulled away he chuckled, "Miss me?" "You have no idea." I replied, and grabbed his hand to lead him into the living room. Mac turned, took one look at Wilmer and bolted up the stairs. I went to go after her but Wilmer pulled me back. "Let her go. I'm sure she's fine." I whispered in my ear and began to kiss my neck. I pulled his mouth to mine and he began to walk backwards to the couch, he threw me on the couch and I started to laugh as he got on top of me clumsily. Suddenly, things got serious as we both looked deep into each other's eyes. He slowly leaned down and kissed me. Slowly. Forcefully. I wrapped my arms around his waist while he held himself up, hovering over me. Soon, things began to heat up and I was pulling myself up to him, and he let me feel his weight. His tongue slid into my mouth and we battled for dominance. His lips broke contact with mine, traveling down my neck and I moaned out loud. 

 Mac's POV  

      I heard the doorbell ring but I didn't look up, then I heard giggling and talking so I turned. Demi stood there with.. Wilmer. I turned and ran up the stairs, Demi didn't follow me. I hid in my room. 

      After about an hour I was starting to get really hungry, I walked out to the stairs landing. I didn't hear anything. Five minutes passed, then I decided it was safe. I quietly walked down the stairs and peeked into the living room. Jason sat there. I stepped out, confused. "Hey kiddo." Jason said, once he saw me. I just shook my head and looked around. "You lookin' for your mom?" I nodded and continued to  walk around. "She went to the studio with Wilmer, said she might be home late but Marissa is coming over." I froze. She didn't even say goodbye. I grabbed an applesauce from the lower level of the pantry and rushed upstairs. Once I was in the safety of my room the tears started. I began to pull clothes out of my dresser and shove them into my backpack. After a while I just sat on the floor at the edge of my bed and bawled. 

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