Torn

Chapter Seventeen

Demi's POV

"Please don't go," Annie pleaded, wiggling her arms around my waist.

I giggled a little and playfully pushed her away, "Stop it!"

I actually feel really bad because Annie has been either staying with my mom, or with Marissa, because I've had 11-14 hour straight rehearsals for the past week.

I pulled Annie's suitcase out of her closet and dragged it over to the bed. She has to start packing for tour now, or she never will.

"Now," I instructed, "when I get home I expect at least one suitcase already filled."

"Yes ma'am," she said, following me over to her bed. "Or, you can stay here and help me!" She said, pulling me into a tight hug again.

I sighed, hugging her back. "I wish, baby girl. I really do. Tomorrow I'll take you to the studio and then we'll go for lunch. Just us."

"Just us?" She asked.

"You and me, babe." I smiled.

Anther reason I feel like the worst mom in the world is because while Annie is at home all upset, I'm going out of my way to have dinner with Wilmer before heading back to rehearsals.

But, you see, Annie will be with me everyday with the two months that I am gone. Wilmer on the other hand, will not.

"Sup, biatches." I heard Marissa say from behind me.

I turned around and flashed her a goofy smile, "Hello."

"What's going on, dudes?" She asked, sitting down beside Annie on the bed.

"Nothing," I said, then pointed to the empty suitcase, "but I told Annie that that suitcase has to be filled neatly by the time I get home."

"Gotcha." Mar said.

"And, Annie," I said, moving back over towards her closet, "I laid out some shoes I know you want to take on tour, so, you can start with that..." I trailed off, looking around her closet. So. Many. Clothes. So. Much. To. Do. In. So. Little. Time.

"What time will you be back?" I heard Marissa ask from outside the closet. "I don't mind, I was just wondering."

"Uhm," I said, looking at the time on my phone, "if I leave now, probably around midnight."

"Okay, smokay." She said.

I fast walked over to Annie who was blankly staring into the suitcase, lost in her thoughts. Oh, how I would love to just spend the day laying in bed, listening to her talk and talk.

"Bye, A. I love you, turd." I said, hugging her and giving her a huge kiss on the cheek, which left a lip stick again.

"Love you too," she said, "I miss you already."

I smiled and bopped her nose, "I miss you already."

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Annie's POV

I've been laying on my closet bedroom floor contemplating what to pack or when I should start packing for the past two hours now. Oh, and, yeah, texting Conner every fifteen minutes because he hasn't texted me once sense the night we laid on the roof.

I also came to conclusion that I don't like him like that, but just as a best friend. I just don't understand why he hasn't texted back.

But, Maddie just texted me and asked for me to come over and hangout with her, Drew, and Valerie so I just might.

"Hey, doof." Marissa said, walking in, "you texted?" She asked, referring to the text I sent her moments ago, telling her to come up to my room.

"Can we go over to Maddie's and hangout?" I asked, in my puppy dog voice.