Incase (A Demi Lovato Fanfic)

ChapterThree

Miyahs POV

I sat back down at the table, and slurped my tea. Demi didn't take her eyes of me. She seemed as scared as I was. Why hadn't she called the police? A strange girl just climbed through her window. I could be a murder for all she knows but she has kept me here. 

Demi stood up and held out her hand. I grabbed hold of it tight. 

"It's ok." She smiled sympathetically. 

Staying close I clutched onto her, tightly. She led me up this small staircase into a loft converted bedroom. The room was simple and white. A small white bed, the sheets folded elegantly, a tall white wardobe and a matching bedside table with a bright green light contrasting against the rest of the room. Demi went over to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair pyjamas. Flowery long bottoms and a plain pink vest top. She smiled as she handed them over. 

"Go for a bath, then get chnaged into these. You can stay here for the night." 

Demi grabbed my hand again and led me to the bathroom. It was such a pretty bathroom. Small and elegant like herself. She didn't seem like she wanted to leave me on my own. She stepped in and ran the bath, pouring bubble bath in and swished her hand in the water. Going into the cupboard she pulled out a fluffy towel and put it on the towell warmer. As Demi left, I slid of my clothes carefully. I'd worn these for so long. I wasn't even sure if I would be able to take them off. My sleve of my top was stuck to my skin with dry blood. As I yanked it away it peeled of the scab and warm blood cascaded down my arm. Throwing my clothes into a budle by the door I slipped into the bath. The heat of the water stung. Entering the now open wounds and the delicate recently healed skin burned.

Knocking on the door Demi poked her head round the door with out waiting for an answer. I immediately scrunched up into a ball.

"It's ok, I'm not looking. I'm just here to grab your clothes to put in the wash. Oh and do you like pasta? You look pretty hungry."

"Urr. Yes, thankyou." I glanced over to the door.

Grabbing my clothes Demi nodded and closed the door. I sighed a breath of relief. Glad she didn't look and see my arms. Scrubbing my body the water was no longer clear. Stepping out the bath I wrapped the warm towel around me and dried myself and slipped on the soft cotton pyjamas, just as I was about to leave the room I realised it was sleeveless. The top was sleeveless. Not really knowing what to do I just curled up into a ball and sobbed. Quietly. I didn't know what to do.