Two Pieces - A Jemi Fanfiction

Chapter 2

 Demi's Pov

"W…w..wwhy would I want a lift to your pp..lace?” I stuttered

“Because I know that you have nowhere to go” he replied

“W…w..wwhy do you care?” I asked

 “Because I do. Now hop in”

I decided that even if he was kidnapping me I would at least have somewhere to stay that’s not under a bridge, and the place that he took me to might be warmer than outside. I got in the car next to him. “I’m Joe by the way” he introduced

 “I’m Demi” I replied

 “Nice to meet you Demi” he said as he put his car into drive and then pulled off

 Why was this guy being so nice to me? Why is he giving me a lift to his house? Are we even going to his house?

10 minutes later we pulled into a long driveway that had hedges down both sides with only enough room for one car to go down it; we came to a gate and Joe opened his window, reached out and put a passcode into the keypad. He then pulled off once the automatic gates had opened, then he drove down another bit of the driveway which still had the hedges on either side.

About a minute later I could see a big house come to view, it looked really posh, what kind of guy is this person? Is he really rich or something?

We arrived at the house and Joe was greeted by this dark haired lady who took a bag from him “Good, you’re back” she greeted him as she took the bag; she took one look at me and then turned as if to walk in the house but then turned and looked at me again, then at Joe. “Who’s this?” she asked him

“This is Demi” he replied

“And…why is she here?”

Joe’s Pov

Things were becoming awkward here and I could see that Mom wasn’t going to be impressed that I just found a girl off the street and brought her home but I didn’t really want to start explaining this all in front of Demi.

“Can I talk to you over there?” I said pointing to a place by the front door

I lead the way and Mom followed me to by the front door, which, I guess is far enough away so that I can have a little private chat with her.

When we got there she said “So…..what is she doing here?”

There was no easy way to say this “Mom….she’s homeless”

Mom looked over my shoulder at Demi and said awkwardly “I….guessed”

“Mom, please don’t make I so obvious”

"Why not Joe? It’s obvious that we are talking about her”

“I know, but you don’t need to make it more obvious”

“Fine” she said as she turned and looked at me “Why is she here?”

“She needs a place to stay” I begun “Plus….there’s something about her”

“And you can tell that just from seeing someone you pass while in your car, can you?”

“No…but when I stopped”

"Why did you even stop Joe” she interrupted while putting her hand to her head in disappointment

 “Because, I felt sorry for her, okay?”