Allison's pov:
Ever since that day, Demi has just been acting kinda distant, which is totally not her. Most of the times she can't stop talking and now she barely says anything to me. I didn't meant to hurt her, but I know it'll hurt me more when she decides to put me back, so I have to hurt her first. That's how life works. Anyways, since I'm grounded and I can't go to school or dance, I'm just sitting in my room all day.
"Allison. Diner is ready." Demi called me from downstairs. See, she doesn't even call me Ally anymore, just Allison. I sigh and go to the dining room. I guess Lauren is still working, because she isn't here. I sat across from Demi. I didn't even mind arguing about whether I should eat or not. I just began eating in silent. I had pain in my stomach, so I stopped after a few bites. "Allison." Demi said sighing.
"What?" "Eat." "I can't." "You're not getting away with this Allison, so you better start eating." "No, I'm serious, I can't. My stomach hurts from it." Demi sighs and put our plates away.
"Come on, where going to the doctor." "No Demi, I'm okay. I don't want-" "You just got out of a car accident, what if it has something to do with it?" "It's not." "How are you so sure?" "Demi, please. I don't want to go. I just want to sleep." She sighs, but gives in eventually. "Okay but, can you stay here then, I want to keep an eye on you." I roll my eyes. "I already regret telling you." I mumbled. We were watching a horror movie, when suddenly someone knocked at our door. I jumped a little, making Demi chuckle. "Don't worry kiddo. It's just Lauren."
Lauren was also watching with us, so we were all just sitting on the couch. Suddenly my stomach started to hurt more. I tried to fight back the pain, but it didn't stop. I ran to the toilets and threw up. I heard Demi and Lauren following me and then Demi rubbing my back. "Are you okay?" She asked holding my hair back. I nodded. "I'm gonna take a shower." "Okay, be careful." She said rubbing my arm. I nodded and got to my bathroom to take a shower.
When I was done showering I put on some sweats and get in my bed. I zone out and my gaze fell at the scissors on my desk. I try to shake off the thought by shaking my head, but my mind told me something else. When my mom had just died, I got really depressed and started cutting for the first time, but when I landed in the hospital a couple months later because of it, I made a promise to myself to never do it again. I get up and grab the scissors. Promises are meant to break anyways.
After I made a couple cuts on my wrist, I cleaned them up and cried myself to sleep.
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FanficOut of my experiences, I learned not to trust anyone Allison has gone through a lot at a very young age. Her mother died and her father abused her. Now she's fifteen and is out in foster care. What will happen when Demi Lovato wants to adopt her?
