Saved // a Demi and 5H story

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"Demetria Devonne Lovato! Get the freak out of bed!" I shouted as I tugged on Demi's arm. Demi turned away from me and grumbled. I glanced at the clock on her nightstand, and it was 10:49 am.

"Demetria! Simon Cowell has called you about five times! You need to get up and answer!"

"No thanks..." Demi grumbled.

This would be harder than I thought. I hopped onto the bed, and began jumping right next to Demi's head.

"Get. Up. Now! This could be important!" 

"Fine!" Demi said as she leaped out of bed, grabbing me and fireman carrying me out of the room.

"Put me down mother!" I screeched as she ran downstairs. I could hear her phone ringing from the kitchen, and Demi grabbed it and answered while she was still holding me.

"Ya?" 

I knew it must be Simon, because Demi probably wouldn't answer the phone like that to anyone else. 

"Why weren't you answering! We have a lot of important important meetings and interviews, and you are late!" I heard Simon yelling through the phone.

"Oh shit! I'll be right there!" Demi hung up the phone, ran back up the stairs with me on her back, and dropped me on the bed.

"Aren't you glad you have a responsible daughter?" I asked jokingly.

"Now is not the time for jokes child." Demi said as she pulled on black skinny jeans and a band tee. She ran a comb through her hair at rapid speed and hastily did her makeup.

"Call Marissa and ask if she can watch you, I'm gonna be gone for a while." Demi said as she threw me her phone. I found Marissa's contact and pressed it, my stomach turning into knots. I have always hated talking to people on the phone, especially people I don't really know that well, like Marissa. 

"Hey Dem!" Marissa answered. What the hell should I say now?

"umm.. t-this is Alex, and Demi h-has to go to a work meeting right now. She was w-wondering if you could come over to watch m-me or something because shes gonna be gone for a long time..."

"That sounds like lots of fun, but I have a family event thing today! I'm really sorry!" 

"It's ok!" I said. This was awkward. We said goodbye and hung up.

"Marissa is busy."

"Call Lauren then." 

"Can you?" 

 "Fine." Demi said as she finished putting on her combat boots.

I watched as she dialed Laurens number. If Lauren could come, would they all come over? My anxiety level rose as I thought about it. I knew my anxiety and depression was out of control, but I was too afraid to ask Demi for meds to help it. I didn't want to be a burnden. She didn't know about my secret cutting, and I plan too keep it that way. I love Demi, but if she took away my cutting, I wouldn't have anything to comfort me. I wanted to talk to Demi about what I was feeling sometimes, but I don't want to bother her. 

"Alex! You in there?" Demi asked as she sanpped her fingers infront of me.

"Ya, I just zoned out." 

"Ok Lauren and Camilla are coming to watch you." She sat next to me on the bed and took my hand. "they don't know what you're going through, so do you promise to eat?" Demi asked with pleading eyes.

"Ya I will." I nodded. That was a big lie. It was perfect that they didn't know how screwed up I was, because now I didn't have to eat a lot. 

"Promise?" Demi asked as she held up her pinky."