A/N: this was requested SO long ago so thank you to the person who requested it for being so patient with me. I'm sorry it took me so long! Pretty sure I'm gonna be returning to publishing new chapters everyday again so message me if there's something you would like to see specifically written!
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The day had finally arrived. The day where you're finally marrying the love of your life. To say you're excited is an understatement. You didn't sleep last night because you couldn't stop imagining about what the future might hold for you and Demi.
You held onto the bouquet in your hands and you fiddled with the lace on your dress. It was beautiful, the dress of your wildest dreams and it made you feel like a princess wearing it. You heard the piano starting, the tune of 'here comes the bride' beginning to play. The doors opened and everyone gasped making you lower your head as blush coated your cheeks. You walked down the aisle, slowly yet elegantly, over to where Demi was waiting for you. She smiled at you and you grabbed her hands, both of you looking into each other's eyes lovingly.
Demi was looking slightly nervous as the minister began to speak, asking Demi the normal questions. Your heart dropped when Demi stood there speechless, nothing coming out of her mouth whatsoever. She let go of your hands making you feel sick to your stomach, as if she was letting go of you. "Demi?" She looked around at everyone in the room with a horrified expression on her face before looking back at you, the words that escaped from her lips tearing your heart into a million little pieces. "I can't do this. I'm sorry." She grabbed the bottom of her dress before running out of the room, leaving you in tears as everyone stared at you, gossiping amongst themselves.
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It's been about four months since Demi's been back in la, going back to Texas to get away from everything and everyone for a while, including you. But now that she's back it's like everything has changed. Nothing looked the same or felt the same. The sun was shining down, as it did almost everyday in la, but it felt... wrong. She felt like she didn't deserve the sun on her skin, not after what she did to you.
Everyday since leaving you at the alter was a day filled with regret for Demi. She wanted to call you but she didn't because she could never find the words, or the strength to say the words that she had thought of. She sat in the car outside of her house that you two used to share together; a place where you laughed and loved together. A place filled with so much happiness and promises. Something she destroyed. Fuck. You deserve so much better than that, and yet she couldn't stop herself. She decided she was ready to talk, to speak from her heart. So she picked up her phone and took a deep breath before clicking on your contact. She waited and waited for you to answer, except, you never did. She listened to the familiar voicemail, her heart skipping a few beats at the sound of your voice alone. She realized that it had beeped several seconds ago and she was leaving a voice mail of pure silence. She hung up the phone before she held it close to her chest, closing her eyes as she replayed the sound of your voice over and over and over again. She had to fix this and she'd do whatever it took. That she swore to herself.
She drove over to Sirah's, a place where she thought you might be, and even if you weren't she was close with her and it would be nice to catch up with her again. Demi knocked on the door and waited a few seconds before Sirah opened it, a shocked expression on her face that quickly turned to anger. "What are you doing here?" Demi stood there in shock, about to answer when Sirah grabbed her arm and rugged her inside. "You have quite the nerve being here right now." Demi quirked her eyebrows up in confusion. Why was she so upset at her? Sure, she fucked up, but she hasn't even had the chance to explain herself yet. "Look I know I made a huge mistake but I promise I'll fix it! I'm just waiting for y/n to call me back! As soon as she does I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make this up to her!" Sirah looked at her again, this time a look of horror and despair on her face. "Y-You haven't heard?" Demi shook her head, more confused than ever before. "Demi, y/n's in treatment. She's been drinking heavily and she's become addicted to prescription medication."
Demi gasped before she tugged at her hair and began to pace around. She shook her head as a tear left her eye, refusing to believe that that had actually happened to you. "Why did no one tell me?" Sirah sighed heavily before ducking her head. "She didn't want anyone to contact you. You really really hurt her Demi. You hurt her real bad. She's still crushed by you just leaving on the day of her dreams. She loved you more than anything else. She's just devastated." It was a hard pill to swallow. She knew she'd hurt you but to think she could be the reason why you're in a treatment program for something so serious made her feel so broken. Demi's felt pain before; she'd felt loss and guilt, but never to an extent like this. She felt responsible for you and she'd let you down. "Fuck! This is all my fault!" She was starting to panic, tugging at her hair so hard that Sirah feared she might pull some out. "Demi-" "it's my fault. It's all my fault! I hate myself! Why did I do that to her? Shit shit shit!" Sirah ran over to her, putting all the anger that she felt towards Demi for hurting you so badly behind her, because Demi needed her. "Shhh", Sirah whispered out, both of them sinking to the floor as Sirah held Demi in her arms as she cried. She knew all Demi wanted to do was make this better and now she wasn't sure what to do.
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It's been a week since Demi found out you were in treatment. She was gonna go buy you some flowers and beg Sirah to let her know where you were so she could beg you for forgiveness, until she got the phone call that made her feel like her heart had actually stopped beating altogether and might not beat ever again.
"Demi? It's y/n! She's in the hospital. They said something about alcohol poisoning. Demi it's serious." Demi's heart dropped. She grabbed her keys and ran out of her house before jumping in the car and rushing off to the hospital, to you. She begged for details from Sirah who eventually told her everything, knowing that she needed to know that you were okay and she truly loved and cared about you. Demi didn't really properly park in a parking spot, running inside the hospital and spooking the poor nurse who was on duty by the string of terrifying words that left her lips. "My girlfriend! S-She was rushed here f-for alcohol poisoning and I-I need to know i-if she's okay. Please! Please!" The nurse nodded, trying to keep Demi calm as she cried and panicked over you. "Name?" "y/n. Is she alright?" The nurse looked up at her and nodded, Demi letting out a sigh of relief before the nurse gave her your room number. Demi thanked him quickly before rushing up god knows how many flights of stairs, she didn't even care about that, she just needed to get to you.
Demi looked at every room number and carefully avoided bumping into all the crash carts and nurses on duty before she saw your room number and ran into the room. She closed the door behind her before looking at you. You were hooked up to a few different wires and machines; an iv, a heart monitor, an oxygen mask... all of them and more were hooked up to your body and you looked so small and fragile, it broke Demi's heart to see you like that. She walked over to you slowly before sitting down on the chair by your bed, grabbing your hand and bringing it towards her lips. She kissed it softly several times before she just breathed against it. The feeling of your hand in hers was one she's been hoping to have for so long and she wasn't about to let go of you or your hand anytime soon.
"Demi?" Your voice was hoarse and thick, but regardless of that, it made Demi's heart melt right in her chest. You were looking at her with your big yet soft eyes and it made her smile. "Princess!" She was about to stand up to hug you but you quickly pushed her away, the action making Demi's heart break all over again. "y/n-" "don't! How could you? How could you just leave me? I dreamed about that day my whole life and when I first met you, you were the only person I ever saw myself having that with! And you just left. Why? What did I do to deserve that?" Demi shook her head at you, both of you in tears and Demi holding your hand tightly in hers, refusing to let it go. "I'm sorry y/n. I know, I know I fucked up. I'm so stupid. But I was just so afraid. I know that you dreamed of that day, and baby, so did I. I just got scared because I just love you so much and I've never actually looked forward to the future and spending it with another person for eternity. I never thought I'd have that, y/n. I never thought someone would ever love me so much that they'd actually want to be with me forever and have a family with me, but you did- do. I know I screwed up but I just panicked baby, I'm so so sorry."
She took a chance and bit her lip hard before leaning over and pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. She was relieved when you didn't push her away again. She wiped away your tears before kissing your temple softly. "I'm sorry. So so fucking sorry." She whispered against your skin. You sighed before nodding your head and giving in, because even though she had hurt you, you still loved her so much. There's no way on earth that you could ever stop loving her. "It's okay." You whispered softly, looking deeply into Demi's eyes and smiling at her. "You're not mad?" Demi was in shock. Because honestly, how could you not be?
"No. I'm still a little hurt but you came back and that says something. I know you Demi, I know you better than you know yourself. Your heart is pure and three sizes too big for your body. I know you love me and I love you just as much. I'd never hate you and I can never stay mad at you for long, because you're my person." Demi felt a tear slide down her cheek, this time for a different reason. You smiled at her and wiped it away, ignoring the iv in your arm that tugged and sent a small wave of pain through your arm every time you bumped it. "I love you so goddamn much y/n." She kissed you softly, soaking in the feeling of your slightly chapped lips on hers again, a feeling she'd missed oh so much. "I love you too Demi. Always."