A Scream For Help 2/?
Title: A Scream For Help
Chapter: 2/?
Pairing: Selena/Demi
Rating: T
Word Count: 1.974
Summary: Her finger went up and down and slowly formed a single word on the glass. Help.
Disclaimer: I only own the idea sadly.
A/N: I hope you guys like this new chapter!
A deep sigh escaped from Selena’s lips as she watched the little kids play. Yet, her senses were on full alert when the kids suddenly ran away to their home as if they were scared from something. Then, out of nowhere, a man dressed in all black showed up at her window and looked her straight in the eye.
His eyes. The scar on his right eye. Selena recognized the man. She wanted to run, but it was as if she was frozen. She couldn’t move, not even blink. The man squinted his eyes before he disappeared as soon as he had appeared.
Not waisting any time, Selena quickly ran towards her daughter’s room and woke her up. ‘Hayley, sweetie, we need to go.’
‘Wha?’ the little girl replied as she rubbed her tired eyes with her small hands. She had no idea what was going on. She didn’t even know they had been hiding all her life. She just thought that this was life.
Selena also didn’t cry in front of her. Actually, she never cried at all. She refused to show her feelings to anyone, just because she was afraid they were going to be used against her.
She didn’t reply to her daughter. Instead, she dashed towards the living room and grabbed her jacked before she slipped her arms into the sleeves.
‘Come on baby,’ she whispered as she went back to Hayley’s room and slipped her her jacket on as well.
She took her car keys from the kitchen counter before she picked Hayley up and held her close to her body. ‘Mommy?’ the little girl questioned as she grew scared, but Selena didn’t reply. She peaked her head through the front door to see if the man was still there. Luckily, he wasn’t. She dashed to the car and buckled Hayley up before she jumped into the driver’s seat and sped off to her mother’s.
~*~
It was exactly twelve o’clock when she arrived at her mother’s house. The house was big and white, with flashy red doors and windows. The paint of the window of Selena’s old bedroom was completely gone, but Selena already knew the reason of that.
She knocked three times on the door and kept looking back to see if the man was following her. No one opened. She had pulled the hood of her hoodie over her head and held Hayley close while she rubbed her back. The poor little girl had no idea why her mother was so on edge.
Selena tensed as she heard two muffled voices inside the house instead of one. Because the voices were behind the door and probably in the kitchen, she couldn’t quite put a face to it. Slowly, she opened the door, being grateful that her mother didn’t lock it in case she came to visit at unexpected times like these.
Somehow she managed to get closer to the kitchen without the sound of her heels echoing through the room. The voices had stopped talking when she had opened the door and now all she heard was plates so her guess was that they had started eating.
She suddenly walked through the door and her heart literally stops for at least two beats as the other girl let her fork drop to the ground in surprise. When her heart started beating again, she had to make sure she had Hayley tightly in her arms or otherwise she would’ve dropped her when she saw the unexpected guest. Mandy just looked up and smiled warmly as if she had been expecting Selena to show up.
‘Selena, I...’ The girl on the left started, but Selena wouldn’t let her finish her sentence as she knew that when she listened to the girl, she would definitely break and that was something that she wouldn’t let happen.
‘No, no, no, no, no. This isn’t happening, this isn’t real, you’re not here,’ Selena kept repeating to herself, yet the girl wouldn’t go away. She wouldn’t just disappear like in the movie. Selena wouldn’t just wake up from a bad dream.
‘Selena, please...’ There was that voice again. The voice which had this angelic tone and the beauty of a soft melody that’s waiting to be written in a brand new song. Yet, Selena cut her off once again, bringing more heartache to her already broken heart.
‘You...’ she said harshly to her mother while pointing her finger and that’s when they both knew Selena was really mad. More like, pissed off. Selena Gomez never pointed her finger. Ever. Unless she was furious, just like now. ‘You let her in and you didn’t tell me? Am I not going through enough right now that you have to give me this extra burden upon my shoulders? Really?’
‘Selena.’ This time, it was her mother who spoke as she stood up from her chair while the girl let her head hang and her eyes casted towards the table. ‘I only invited her because it’s been such a long time.’
‘No, that’s not true and you know it,’ Selena hissed, not even daring to take a glance at the girl who was now playing with her fingers. ‘You invited her because you want her to break me so I finally cry after three years. You invited her because you want her to make me tell everything because you know that you don’t know the whole truth. You invited her because you know she’s the only person who can do that. But guess what? It’s not going to work this time. No way in hell.’
With that, the young mother turned around and stomped up the stairs to her old bedroom and slammed the door behind her, leaving Mandy with an open mouth because she had just nailed the exact reasons as to why she had invited the girl.
‘I told you she would react like this,’ the girl whispered, pushing her half empty plate further on the table as she wasn’t hungry anymore after the encounter.
‘I’m sorry, Demi, I shouldn’t have called you.’
‘No, I called you, remember? I knew she was going to react like this and I still came,’ Demi explained as she stood up and walked towards Mandy to envelop the woman into a hug.
‘I’m sorry to drag you into this,’ Mandy apologized only for Demi to shake her head.
‘It’s okay, I wanted to come back all along, I just didn’t find the right time,’ Demi explained before she looked to the stairs. Suddenly, she felt a little push in the back by Mandy, who was smiling at her and motioning for her to go after Selena. Hesitating at first, Demi gave in and slowly climbed the stairs to the door Selena had slammed shut.
~*~
Selena was lying on her bed, facing the ceiling and counting the stars she once hung up there. Up until now, she was at 18, yet a soft knock on the door startled her. Before she could reply, Demi slowly opened it and walked up to the bed, yet she didn’t sit on it.
‘That’s weird, I didn’t even say “come in” and yet, here you are,’ Selena commented, not even taking her eyes off the ceiling.
‘Where’s the little girl?’ Demi asked, looking around the room as she didn’t found Hayley anywhere.
‘My daughter is in the room next door,’ Selena said, pointing to the door in front of her and for the first time she tore her eyes away from the stars to look at Demi. ‘You would know that she’s my daughter if you had talked to me at least once in all this time.’
‘Well, it’s not like you let me finish a freaking sentence before now was it?’ Demi shot back, yet regretting it just as Selena stood up to point a finger at her. Swallowing harshly, the younger girl braced herself for what was coming from a furious Selena.
‘You can’t really blame me for that can you, Demetria?’ Full name. Never ever a good sign. Add that to the pointing finger and you’re pretty much dead. ‘It was always me who tried to contact you. Me. You didn’t even pick up your phone or sent back a text. You gave me the cold shoulder. Yes, okay, Disney asked us to keep it low key because people started to think we were something more, but guess what? They never said break all contact, which was exactly what you did. Now get out of this house, before I make you.’
There she was. Demi Lovato, who had always a good comeback, was now left speecheless. She knew she had hurt Selena, but she didn’t know it was this bad. Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. ‘No, Selena, I will not get out of this house.’
‘Why not?’ Selena asked and for the first time in three years, tears found their way to her eyes. ‘You didn’t even come here on your own choice, my mother invited you!’
‘No, she didn’t,’ Demi whispered as she took a few steps closer to Selena who, after dropping her finger, backed away against the wall. ‘I called you two weeks ago. I wanted to tell you how much I missed you and how much I want us to be friends again. But you didn’t pick up so I figured you were busy. Today, after two weeks of waiting, I called Mandy and she said you were going through a rough time. I told her I would come here, but I also told her how you would react. Then she said that it was worth a shot for all the reasons you told her yourself.’
‘So, you just want to break me? Is that it?’ Selena questioned, but she wasn’t going to show her vulnerable side. She wasn’t going to cry. She wasn’t going to break. She wouldn’t allow Demi to see that anymore. ‘Because you’re too late for that, Demi. I’m already broken. Not only am I broken, but I’m shattered.’
At this point, Demi was now right in front of Selena and the older girl had nowhere to go as the wall prevented her to. ‘And we’ll fix that,’ Demi whispered, reaching out her hand to cup Selena’s cheek before she gently rubbed the apple of her cheek with her thumb. It was that single moment, that only touch, that sent Selena crashing to the ground in a million pieces once again, but this time... Demi was there to catch her.
Falling into Demi’s arms, Selena let the tears stream down her face as she cried. They both slid down to the ground, because Selena didn’t have the energy to walk to the bed, and they cried. Both of them. Selena cried for the past three years. For everything that had happened. For everything that might happen. Demi cried... Just because Selena cried.
Selena threw her arms around Demi and gripped her shirt tightly. Whatever she said about not showing her vulnerability, not crying or breaking down in front of Demi had just disappeared in that one single moment. Demi was always going to be the only person who could make her break, in good ways and in bad ways, but she was also going to be the only person who would be there to catch her even after three years apart.
They just sat there until Selena cried herself to sleep. Demi wasn’t really in a comfortable position, but right now, she could care less. Her hand went through Selena’s hair soothingly before she pressed a kiss to the girl’s forehead and closed her eyes. ‘Sel... What happened to you that got you this shattered,’ she whispered and she hoped to get the answer to that question when the girl in her arms was ready to talk in her own time.