Behind Closed Doors

Chapter One

Chapter One

February 20, 2015

Wilmer really did a number on me today. Demi, of course, went to the studio to work on her new album coming out. Whenever Demi is around Wilmer acts like this perfect gentleman and he waits on her and cleans her room and cooks for her. But when she's not home, that's when all hell breaks loose. It's like there's a switch on him. When he's around Demi he's normal. But when she leaves and leaves me and him home alone he beats me. He hurts me. I have scars that I have to hide from everyone because he told me if I tell anyone, he'll hurt Demi. And that's something that can't happen. So I keep this secret from everyone. Sometimes I wish Demi had time for me. I miss her.
Camille

I shut my journal and shoved it under my mattress. God knows what would happen if someone found that.

I walked out of my bedroom and went into the kitchen where Wilmer was making breakfast for us. He acts like this perfect human being when Demi is around. I just wish she could see the real Wilmer.

"Mornin' babygirl." Demi said smiling at me

"Mm morning." I said yawning and sat next to her. She leaned over and kissed my forehead and went back to doing what ever she was doing on her phone.

Wilmer placed a plate of pancakes on the table and handed me and Demi a plate and sat next to Demi.

"Thanks babe." She said kissing his cheek. I did everything in my willpower to not gag.

"Yeah...thanks." I mumbled grabbing two pancakes and the syrup.

He got up and got the milk and two cups and placed one next to me. He opened the milk and started pouring it, but then he hit the glass with the milk carton and spilled the milk all over me. Causing me to jump up.

"Fuck I'm so sorry Cam." He said smirking at me.

"Oh it's fine. I'm just gonna go shower and change." I grumbled pushing the chair out of my way and walked up the stairs into my bathroom. I peeled my drenched pajamas off and hopped into the shower. Getting rid of the smell of milk on my legs. I quickly finished my shower and changed into a pair of dry sweatpants and a sweatshirt and walked back downstairs joining Demi and Wilmer.

"You okay Cams?" Demi asked looking at me.

I nodded and took a bite of my pancake.

If only she knew. But what if she didn't believe me? What if she thought I was lying? I'd do anything to go live with my mom again but her and dad live in Texas. I just wish I could tell her.