The house was beautiful. Kris was seemingly good at everything, including home décor and real estate. But it was also huge and this was going to be her first time really living alone in about a year. She had lived with Trey then when they broke up she immediately went to live with Kris. Then she went into treatment. She didn't know how to be alone but she needed to learn, and she knew that.
"So, since we didn't really get to celebrate your birthday, we were thinking that we could take a trip somewhere. Anywhere you wanna go," Kendall proposed but Demi shook her head.
"I don't really want to celebrate. Maybe we could all just hang out over here? Have a sleepover," Demi suggested, and since they just wanted her to be comfortable they all began to eagerly make plans about tacos, Victoria's Secret pajamas, and chick flicks. Demi let them make whatever plans they wanted to because she knew they were just excited about her being home. Probably more excited than she was.
A few hours later, Kris had finished setting everything up and the girls had gone to get food and everything so Demi was just laying down on the couch in the living room because she really didn't know what to do with herself. She could've gone with them but she didn't really want to be out in public. And she had finally turned her phone on and was trying to respond to all of the messages she had received but she couldn't keep up.
Settling on the fact that the girls probably wouldn't be back for a while, Demi decided to go upstairs and take a bath just to calm down. The bathroom was to die for, covered in grey and white marble with a tub that looked like a giant bowl. Kris really went all out to make Demi feel comfortable and she really appreciated her for that, so she made a mental note to take her out to dinner or something just to thank her. Kris hadn't stuck around for long after the girls gave her a tour and asked her about how she felt and all of those mandatory questions that you were supposed to ask someone after they got out of rehab. And Demi knew why. Kris didn't know how to handle the situation and she didn't want to make Demi feel uncomfortable or awkward, so she removed herself from the situation.
And Demi was actually thankful for that. She wished everyone would take a page out of Kris's book. She just needed time to adjust and she needed some time alone. The worst thing about rehab was that she was never alone. There was always someone there; a nurse, her roommate, a doctor, her therapist...always someone looking over her shoulder to make sure that today wasn't the day that she was going to have a mental breakdown or shut down, to make sure that she was eating all of her food, to make sure she was gaining weight, to make sure that she wasn't slipping back into the depression that had landed her in rehab. It was a lot...for anyone. And all Demi wanted was to be alone.
The tub filled up rather quickly so Demi quickly threw in one of the bath bombs that Kris had stashed in one of the cabinets then quickly, avoiding looking into the mirror across from the sink. She slipped into the tub, letting the baby pink water wet the ends of her hair as she took a deep breath and felt herself immediately relax. They didn't have tubs of any sort in rehab in fear that someone would try to drown themselves. But something that Demi had quickly learned that if someone is desperate enough, they'll find a way to kill themselves.
Once she dried her hands off on one of the fluffy white towels, she grabbed the iPhone 8 plus that Max had gotten for her last night and scrolled through all of her notifications. She stopped when she saw a message from a number that she hadn't saved, but considering the contents of the message, she knew who it was.
She couldn't stop crying. Every time she thought she was okay, every time that she thought she could finally breathe again, she would realize how empty her stomach felt and she would start crying all over again. After her little freak out yesterday, the nurses had recommended that everyone leave to give her space. Of course, they put up a fight, but after Demi basically cussed all of them out and had an emotional breakdown, they decided to give her space. No one bothered her. The nurses only checked on her when necessary, or when they had to sit next to her bed and watch her eat. She was finally alone. And she felt emptier than ever. And that's why she couldn't stop crying.
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