~𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖~

Day One..

I woke up, my head resting on demi's chest, in bed with her sleeping peacefully, I looked at the clock on rhea's bedside table, it read 11:45AM. Demi began to squirm underneath me, I didn't know whether she was waking up or just moving until I heard a low growl from her as she stretched awake. Her voice was deep as she spoke "What time is it?" I just stared at her, my cheeks turning pink, she was always awake before me so I had never really heard her tired morning voice. She looked down at me and started laughing "you're either hot or I made you blush... which one is it" I felt my cheeks heat up even more that they already were and she could not stop laughing "blush, got it." She ran her hand through my hair which pushed me further into the gay panic that was occurring, I ended up burying my head in her chest, she just continued to laugh at me.

"Okay. Okay. I did not know someone could go that red over a voice!" I frowned at my girlfriend who continued to joke about me "Fine. I'm getting up." I sat up and tried to leave but she pulled me back into her chest "no no no, I'll stop." She laughed, stroking my arm. We sat in bed for a little while longer until I unwillingly got out of bed, I looked through my closet for an outfit and once I found something to wear I began to undress myself, yet again I caught demi looking at my scars, I knew she meant no harm but it honestly made me a little uncomfortable. I brushed it off because I didn't want to start an argument and continued to get changed.

I sat back down on the bed next to demi before asking "What we doing today?" She thought about her plans for a moment before speaking "walk the dogs, no training today, we will tomorrow. Uhhh... we could go out for a meal. We don't have to, I know that you struggle-" I stopped her from saying anything else "no. A meal sounds great. 8PM tonight?" She took a moment before nodding at me "I'll make reservations." She said finally getting out of bed. I watched as she opened her phone and dialled a restaurant, immediately regretting my decision to agree to a meal, I knew that I couldn't do it, but I needed to learn how to recover.

We took the dogs to a park just like how we had planned, I had a few people looking at me but they were more stares of questioning who I was, so it didn't make me uncomfortable. If anyone tried to make me uncomfortable, demi made sure they didn't even think about it. "Dem-" I said, making her turn around, she hummed in response to me And I didn't know whether I had the heart to say what I wanted to, which was I didn't need her to look over me 24/7 And I didn't like it when she stared at my scars- "...nevermind. It's not important" I hated that I couldn't tell her, but I knew that she would hurt more than me if I told her.

We went home to relax a bit before needing to get changed for our dinner. I wasn't going to lie, I was really nervous about eating in front of people but I knew it would make demi happy. "Hey, syd." I looked at my girlfriend and she grabbed my hands, "What did you want to tell me earlier?" I began to feel sick, my heart began to race and I felt my hands heat up  "oh, it's nothing, really" she raised her eyebrow at me. "Then why are your palms so sweaty?" I smiled and pulled my hands away from her "I'm just hot" I said, she leant down to my eye level, I felt my heart pounding "Then you should change, cool down a little" she pulled away from me. I let out a quick sigh but choked quickly "And I wanna know what you wanted to tell me, sooner or later" she looked back at me before leaving me in the bedroom on my own. Shit.

I took a moment to compose myself before finding an outfit to change in to.

I accessorized with rings and bracelets before walking into our bathroom to apply some makeup

I walked into the living room to find demi waiting for me, she turned around and I got the first glimpse of her outfit for the night

"You ready?" She asked, holding her hand out to me, I took it and she opened the door for me, pulling me back slightly she wrapped her arm around me and said "I meant what I said" I just looked down and continued walking, what did she want me to do, beg. She walked me to the garage and helped me into her car and held on to my thigh. She didn't want me to feel uncomfortable or pressured by what she had said, she just wanted the truth from me. Problem was, I didn't think I had the heart, I loved her and yeah, I trusted her but I couldn't hurt her like that- "what's up?" Her voice pulled me back to reality and away from my thoughts "hm... oh nothing" I replied with a smile. "Look, if it's about what I said earlier-" "no really, it's fine. I'm just... nervous in case anyone judges me for my scars.." I made up that excuse so fast that I was worried she wouldn't believe me, she pulled in to a parking space at the restaurant and helped me out. "I wish you would've told me that sooner, I would have brought another jacket" she said taking hers off and placing it on my shoulders. I smiled at her, pulling it over my arms And then she spoke again "Hey, if anyone judges, I'll protect you." My smile faded and I replied to her with "yeahh. Thanks." She looked at me and whispered something under her breath before turning to the reservation worker "hi, yes table for two under the name Demi Bennett. Thank you" we were lead to our table and sat down opposite each other. I was beginning to worry that she knew about what I wanted to tell her, but I chose not to say anything, I didn't want to ruin the night...