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You're the man of my dreams
Cause you know how to leave

Setting: Kylie's House, Calabasas, CA

Demi twisted the glass mug on the counter after taking another sip of the peppermint tea that Kylie had made for her this morning

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Demi twisted the glass mug on the counter after taking another sip of the peppermint tea that Kylie had made for her this morning. It had been a few days since Demi told Kylie about the whole Trey thing, and instead of going back home to see Cristo and talk to him, she had holed herself up in Kylie's house, shut her phone off, and refused to go to any of her appointments. Kylie said that Kris was freaking out and Demi understood that but she was just overwhelmed. She had a wedding to plan yet she was still married to another man and her fiancé didn't know anything about it because Demi was too afraid to tell him, too afraid of the consequences.

"So, are you going to turn your phone on today? Cristo called and asked me if I had talked to you and I felt terrible for lying to him," Kylie asked, balancing Drew on her hip as she attempted to feed her half of a cinnamon French toast stick.

"Just give me another day, then I'll get out of your hair," Demi sighed, running her finger around the rim of the mug as Kylie shook her head.

"Don't worry about it. Stay for as long as you want as long as you promise that when you leave, you'll tell Cristo," Kylie said as Demi nodded in response then looked back into her half empty mug.

They heard the front door open and usually Demi would've hidden somewhere – that's what she did last time Khloe came over to talk about baby registries – but today, she couldn't be bothered. She heard the click clack of heels and looked up just in time to see Kim, Kendall, Kourtney, Kris, and Khloe walking into the kitchen with the filming crew right behind them. There goes her cover.

Kylie: I think Demi came to me when she got a little overwhelmed with all of the wedding planning because she knew that I wouldn't judge her or force her to go and talk to Cristo like my other sisters would. I don't think how she feels has anything to do with not wanting to get married, I think she just has a lot going on and needed a break. But, of course, no one really gets it.

"Demi, are you serious?" Kris was fuming the way she had been when Demi had ended up in jail for assaulting Elysandra but Demi didn't really care. First of all, she was grown. Second of all, she had only 'disappeared' for a few days. She hadn't missed that much.

"We've all been calling you, your fiancé has been worried sick, you've missed two meetings with the wedding planner...what is going on?" Kris demanded, snatching off her Gucci sunglasses as Demi just continued to play with her mug.

"Do you not want to marry Cristo anymore?" Kim questioned as Demi released something between a scoff and a chuckle.

"No, this isn't about that," Demi said, rubbing at her temples as Kim rolled her eyes.

"Then what is it? Because all he's been doing for the past few days is looking for you. What the fuck do you think this is, some type of TV show? You can't just disappear and abandon all of your responsibilities," Kim reprimanded her as Demi dryly chuckled.

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