"Hey pumpkin," Eddie greeted, pulling her in for a tight side hug as Dianna just stood there, not sure what to say because chances were that Demi wouldn't even respond to her. "How was vacation?"
"It was good. I guess I needed to get away more than I thought I did," Demi shrugged as Eddie let her go so she got Batman and Robin into their carriers.
"Hey Demi," Dianna greeted, the hesitation clear in her voice. But Demi didn't respond. Instead, she zipped up the carrier and picked it up with one hand while grabbing her purse with the other.
"I saw your pictures from vacation. It looks like you had a lovely time," Dianna tried again, but still no response. Demi didn't even look at her. The tension in the room was so thick that it made Maddie and Eddie squirm uncomfortably.
"We're having dinner over here on Sunday since Dallas is coming back from Texas. Hopefully you can make it," Dianna tried one last time, but Demi still didn't say anything. With a hushed goodbye to Eddie and Maddie, she was out the door.
The minute that Trey walked up to his front door the only thing he saw were boxes. Usually he wouldn't even enter his house through the front door, but the app to open the garage from the outside was on his phone and for some reason, Demi wanted to rip and run the streets instead of coming straight home. He knew these packages weren't for him. Demi had a bit of an addiction to online shopping, especially when she was feeling bad about something, and her birthday just passed so all of the boxes that were currently blocking his front door were definitely for her.
When he had gotten half of the boxes into the living room, Demi walked into the house from the garage holding a brown paper bag from Nobu, that overhyped restaurant in downtown Los Angeles famous for being the hotspot for the most popular celebrities in town, and knowing his girlfriend she had probably gotten sushi from there knowing damn well he did not eat raw fish.
"What's this?" Demi asked as she set the bag down in the kitchen then came into the living room. Trey walked into the house with another armful of boxes as he heard a loud gasp. "Oh my gosh, all these companies sent me this stuff for my birthday!"
Once he had everything inside, he plopped down on the couch and held his hand out. Demi slipped his phone out of the pocket of her sweats – his sweats but whatever – before going back to her packages. Inside of the cardboard boxes were even more fashionable boxes from companies such as Acne, MAC, Kylie Cosmetics, Smashbox, Chanel, Prada...the list went on and on. Bare Minerals had even sent her gift in a mailbox...like a whole mailbox. It was crazy.
"How was your day today, baby?" Demi asked as she sat in front of the couch where he was currently relaxing and opened the first box. It was from Acne studios and inside of it was a baby pink sweater, a white sweater, and a black sweater. On top of the sweaters was a birthday card with Demi's name written on the front in their minimalistic print.
"It would've been better if I had my phone..." Trey trailed off as he scrolled through all of his apps to see what he had missed. All of his notifications were still there so that meant that Demi hadn't gotten nosy. They never really had an issue with going through each other's phones, especially now. They had nothing to hide from each other.
"How was therapy?"
"I'm not going back to that woman," Demi said as she pushed the Acne box aside and grabbed the one from Kylie.
"Why not?" he chuckled. Demi always had attitude when it came to trying something new.
"I just don't like her. I like Arnold. Aren't these so cute?" she said, holding up the gold tubes of lipgloss. Trey didn't see the hype but he played along and held out his hand for her. He had been in Sephora with her enough times to know what she was about to do.
