Fic: She Falls Apart - Three
Title: She Falls Apart - Three
Fandom, Pairing: RPF (Disney) Demi/Selena
Rating: Varies but we'll say M to NC-17 over most chapters. NC-17 for this one!
Disclaimer: This is a work of complete and utter fiction.
Summary: Following An Untitled Prologue which was written for a prompt over at colorwithme this follows what happens between Demi and Selena after.
Authors Notes: Thanks to Faye letscall-l for being the beta on this one - your comments have kept me working on this. So thank you like x100000 for all your input :D
Warnings: This fic deals with adult situations like sex (and on that note the girls are older now - obviously), alcohol consumption and some general adult themes.
This does deal with some sensative issues of non-con/date-rape and rape - if this disturbs you please don't read it.
Chapter Three
Selena follows Taylor down the stairs into the club. She feels suffocated as soon as they start to descend the steps. There is a haze coming up from below and the flashing lights are obvious. She doesn’t want to be here, she doesn’t really like Miley that much anyway. But Taylor insisted she get out of the house and come along to support the other girl. It’s Miley’s ‘the divorce is final’ party, which means a bittersweet celebration. Miley will drink and dance and probably grab a microphone and sing but will go home and cry herself to sleep. Selena knows Miley well enough to know this. She knows the end of her marriage has devastated the former ‘Hannah’ star. Selena feels her throat contract further once they get inside. Her heart starts beating rapidly as a mild panic sets in, she notices Demi instantly. The brunette is leaning on the bar, taking down shots with Miley.
“Sorry” Taylor whispers “I thought she was in Florida still”
Selena offers her a smile “It’s alright, it’s a big party”
Taylor looks awkward but doesn’t offer to leave, instead she tugs Selena toward the booths lining the other side of the room. Selena knows she’s there to support Taylor through this night also, otherwise the blonde would have sent her home as soon as they spotted Demi. Taylors hand is clammy in Selena’s as they slide into the seats. She looks around to try and determine who or what is the cause of her friends’ anxiety but Taylor still has her eyes on Miley and Demi matching shots. There is no way any recent ex would be here, or any old ones. This was a Jonas free zone. Selena notices Miley is scowling at Demi now, gesturing to Demi’s friend. He’s the same guy from the last party, in fact he’s the same guy from everywhere. He’s the one who was carrying Demi around at a pool party last summer when pictures were splashed all over the tabloids. He’s Demi’s bassist she recalls, the rest of the band seem absent tonight, they’re Demi’s normal entourage but there probably wasn’t an extended invite. Judging by Miley’s face she’s not thrilled that even he showed up.
“Hey do you two want a drink?” She looks up and sees the smiling face of Emily Osment.
“CC and Dry” Taylor smiles. Selena quirks an eyebrow at Taylors choice.
“Just water” She’s not going to risk a single drop of liquor tonight.
Emily looks a little surprised. "You sure? It’s an open bar."
"I'm sure" Selena replies. She was never a big drinker so it was hardly going to start fuelling rumours that she was on the wagon.
Emily wanders towards the bar and Selena is grateful she doesn’t need to go anywhere near that side of the room. They are soon joined by more people, friends of Taylors she vaguely knows. Emily returns with drinks and takes a seat next with them. Eventually Miley saunters over and shares a smile with Taylor before she notices the ice water Selena is sipping at
"Gurl, we put a fortune on the bar and you're just drinking water!"
"I don't drink much Miley, you know that" Selena shifts, it's a weak excuse, she normally doesn't drink much but she doesn't shy away completely.
"Come on lets get some shots!" Miley announces.
"I think you've had enough for awhile" Taylor smiles good naturedly before dragging Miley down to the seat next to her. Miley however quickly springs back up from her seat.
“Dance with me?” She asks the blonde extending a hand. Her own music has started playing. “We should be celebrating” Miley giggles and Taylor lets herself be pulled out to the dance floor.
Selena tries to avoid being anywhere near Demi and is successful for most of the evening until she finds herself at the bar trying to get the bartender to get her a drink. She’s spent the night watching Demi from across the room as she chats to people and drinks. She can't help but notice the smooth expanse of Demi's legs and every time her skirt shifts to expose slightly more. She tried to find a spot further down the bar, away from Demi and her friend but the only available point landed her right next to them. Michael is sitting between her and where Demi is shamelessly flirting with some girl. Selena watches her from the corner of her eye, watching but trying to avoid any possible eye contact or interaction. Demi looks up and realises Selena is close by, her conversation quickly ends and she seems to be trying to watch Selena while not being conspicuous. Michael sits in between them thoroughly amused at their attempts.
Selena is so busy trying to inconspicuously watch Demi she doesn’t notice Michaels hand sweep over the glass of Coke the bartender places in front her. Demi however spots this and as Selena grabs her drink and makes and hasty retreat she elbows Michael in the ribs.
“What are you doing? Miley is already grumpy I brought you along, I don’t need you drugging people” She hisses.
“I’m just helping you out” Michael grins at her
“I don’t need your help, especially not like that.”
“Come on Dem, you want her so bad, I know you do. Fuck most of the people here would know if they had half a brain between them” He gives her his ‘charming smile’ to try and show her he’s just joking about her friends intelligence “But Dems, with your reputation I don’t think she’ll be very willing for a round two so I’m just making her more …. Agreeable” His words are flourished with little hand gestures and a smirk. Demi feels her blood boil at his behaviour. She had no intention of trying to gain a 'round two' tonight, although she couldn't disagree that she wanted the other girl she was willing to bide her time. She certainly didn't need drugs to get who she wants, she's Demi-Fucking-Lovato But she can’t deny that she wants Selena and with the other girl on an obvious aversion to alcohol she’s not going to waste this new opportunity. She watches Selena carefully as she returns to the booths on the opposite side of the dance floor.
“What was it?” She asks. There is only a matter of time until it kicks and someone else will notice.
“Just a little roofie” Michael shrugs, quickly sculling back his beer. “I’m going to shoot off, make sure you have fun sweetheart” He gives Demi a quick peck on the cheek before slipping off into the crowd. Demi casually watches Selena as she sips on her drink trying to work out how best to approach the other girl and convince her to leave. She glances around, Taylor is occupied with Miley, everyone knows this party is a transparent ploy to keep her mind of the marriage breaking down and Taylor as a true friend is keeping a close eye on the other girl. Demi is grateful Taylors mothering nature is directed elsewhere or she would have a hard time slipping Selena past the older blonde.
Selena finishes her coke and excuses herself to the bathroom. Demi spots the directions she is headed and quickly moves through the crowd to follow. It’s the perfect place to chat, or yell at each other, or even fuck. If she can keep her there long enough for the drugs to kick in at least she won’t be passing out in the middle of the crowded party. She waits by the sinks for Selena to exit the cubicle. It’s possibly a fire hazard but the main door is lockable and Demi turns it to keep other patrons out.
“Hey” She waves as Selena gives a startled jump when she spots her.
“What are you doing?” Selena grumbles as she moves to the sinks. Demi watches as Selena washes her hands longer then necessary, taking the time to keep herself distracted.
“I want to say I’m sorry” acting wasn’t Demi’s first passion but she was hardly bad at it. She could lie through her teeth so easily. Lying like she regretted their brief night when she’d enjoyed every moment of Selena’s warm flesh against her own and wasn’t really sorry. She could play the part of an apologetic friend though.
Selena shakes her head, she makes a move towards the exit but pauses as she realises Demi is guarding her way out.
“Sel, really I behaved appallingly. I shouldn’t have just run out on you the next day, I was scared you’d wake up and tell me it was only because you were drunk” She spins out a story, she knows Selena probably won’t buy it but she just needs to stall.
“You got me drunk Demi” Selena growls, she moves to push past Demi but suddenly falters, she raises a hand to her forehead then looks at Demi confused.
“I feel … “ she trails off and Demi quickly wraps an arm around her waist to catch her.
“I know you’re still mad, but come on let me take you home” she unlocks the door and assists Selena out of the club and up to a cab. Selena leans into her old friend, she feels light headed and is thinking she probably shouldn’t be leaving with Demi again. "Demi, No" she mumbles "Let's find Taylor”. But Demi is busy hailing a cab, ignoring her objections. Her last coherent memory is the taxi driver asking where they were headed.
Demi slides the clothes of the other girls’ body, her fingers tracing over exposed flesh. She presses her lips against the skin and Selena lets out a soft moan as she settles back into the comfort of her bed. As her fingers slide over the other girls smooth skin she can’t help but silently thank Michael, there was no way she could appreciate this experience just once.
“You’re so beautiful” Demi mumbles as she undresses her old friend. She looks adorable, her eyes confused and perfectlyglazed. Demi slides her fingers under the straps of Selena’s bra, sliding the garment down her arms and onto the floor, leaving Selena in only her panties.
“Demi?” her protest is hushed by warm lips against her own then Demi quickly undresses herself, shedding each item of clothing quickly, throwing them hastily to a corner of a room. She smiles as she settles her body on top of the other girl and presses their lips together again. Her thigh presses against Selena’s centre, still protected by fabric. Demi brushes her fingers through Selena’s hair as she starts to rock her hips, the friction between their bodies sending shivers through her. Selena lets out soft little noises as Demis fingers brush over her breasts before her mouth captures a nipple. She continues to quietly explore Selena’s body, she knows she has time to enjoy this, to feel the smooth skin against her fingers. Her patience isn’t long though and soon she is sliding Selena’s underwear down toned legs to join the rest of their clothing. She slides her fingers between Selena’s legs and is greeted by warmth and wetness. She smiles, even half unconscious she can still make the other girl want her.
“You’re so wet” She mumbles into Selena’s ear. The other girl just lets out a gasp as Demi’s fingers slip inside her.
Selena wakes up with no recollection of the night before and deep sense of disgust lingering through her. She’s naked and alone in her bed which may or may not mean much at all. She doesn’t remember how she got home, she doesn’t remember much at all. But she was drinking water and soft drinks. She pushes her fingers into her temples as the sickening realisation hits her. A flicker of a memory surfaces, the sudden feeling of intoxication despite being sober. She’d been drugged, at Mileys party someone had spiked her drink. She grabs her robe and pads down to the kitchen. She can hear idle chatter and when she arrives in the kitchen and finds Miley leaning over the kitchen counter as Taylor prepares breakfast. She’s a little startled to find Miley in her home at this early hour but she guesses Taylor didn’t want to leave the other southerner alone.
“Sel, what happened to you last night? Gurl you just vanished on us.” Miley smiles at her. Selena just stares over at Taylor, a feeling of hopelessness washes over her as she suddenly bursts into tears. She doesn’t know what to say or how to comprehend what has happened to her. She can’t tell Miley what happened to her because she doesn’t remember so she just cries. Quickly the other girls have both wrapped their arms around her.
“Sel what happened?” Talylor asks softly.
“I don’t know” She chokes out “s-someone s-spiked my drink”
Miley looks furious “I bet it was that sleaze-ball Michael”
“Demi’s friend?” Taylor asks, looking between Selena and Miley, worst case scenarios quickly forming in her mind.
“He’s the only person I can think of, he’s a sleaze. I can’t believe Demi even brought him along, I told her I didn’t want her trashy band mates coming”
“What are we going to do?” Taylor asks, her arms still wrapped around Selena. Although her tears have trailed off she is clutching to the blonde for sheer life.
“I’m going to go beat the shit out of that ass-hole” Miley is headed out the door before Taylor can stop her.
Four An Untitled Prologue