Part 20

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Y/n's  POV

How could Demi disrespect me like that
when she has been begging and begging for me to be hers? How could she when she 'loves me'?

I need to leave this place. I need to forget
Demi. And I need her to leave me alone.

Walking to the nearest store, I ask a cashier how to get to the hotel we are staying at. She gives me the directions and I thank her, leaving and heading there on foot.

It took me long enough, but I finally walk in the main lobby.

"Ma'am are you okay?" The lobbyist asks me.
He has on a concerned face and I become
confused. "You've been missing for quite a
while, Miss Evans. I need to call your mother down right away."

I become shocked as he picks up the hotel
phone and calls for who I'm guessing is my mother. My disappearance. It's been
reported, hasn't it?

But if I get questioned by the police, could I actually rat Demi out? I know she did
something extremely wrong, but I was
starting to like her as a person. I couldn't let her go to jail.

It didn't take my mom long enough to get
down to the lobby, maybe 60 seconds. When her eyes locked on mine, I realized just how much I missed her. It was when she hugged me tightly that I closed my eyes and started crying. I cry and sob because this is my mother and Demi took me away from her.

"I've missed you so much mom," I say in
between my sobs.

"Hunny," she starts when he pulls away and I open my eyes, "what happened? Where have you been?"

"I don't know, mom. I was taken and that's all I know".

"It's okay, sweetie. I'm going to need to call the cops. The missing report for you is still out and they need to find who did this to you," she tells me and I shake my head.

"I don't know who did this to me, mom," was my reply. I feel bad for lying even though I really shouldn't.

"Let me call them and we'll see what they can do."

"Okay."

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