When the sun comes out- Demi lovato

~20~

*Demi's POV*

Two weeks.
Two fucking weeks.
Two whole fucking weeks and I haven't heard anything. At all.

Stacy said she'll keep us updated, but I guess she forgot and we don't have her number.
She told us the day after the funeral that all was okay and that was the last we heard of her.
She couldn't even keep her promise for more then a day.
I also don't have Amelia's number. I gave her mine, but forgot to ask hers.

Was she okay? Is everything alright with her new family?
Why didn't Stacy keep her promise?

I was worried. Very worried.
Amelia didn't like her new family very much.
What if things weren't going so well?

I promised her dad to make sure she's okay. To take care of her.
I wasn't planing on breaking that promise, but how can I do that if I don't know how to reach her?

I should've asked Stacy.

"Hello?" Peter answered the phone.

"Oh, hi. How are you doing?" he asked and then mouthed 'Stacy' to me.

"Put it on speaker" I mouthed back.
He did.

"I'm good. How are you?" she replied.

"Good. So, how's Amelia doing?"

"She's okay. She still hasn't talked, but I'm gonna go check in a few days again. For now she's doing good. She has a very nice family, that takes good care of her, and she's gonna return to school in, I think, a week. They're still giving her a little time for everything to settle down and for her to get used to her new life" she cheered.
Why was she always so happy?

"That's good to hear. We're very happy" Peter replied.

"Yeah, I'm happy, too. I'm sure she'll be back to normal soon. I'll call you after I've visited her again, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. We'll be waiting"

"Okay, bye!" she hung up.

She never called back, though.
Fuck that lady.

Corey, Drake, Peter and me all missed her tons. We thought about her every day.

Why?
Cause she found a spot in all of our hearts.
Especially Corey. He wants her as his big sister, so badly.

It's like something is missing in our lives, without her. We all feel it.
Peter told me multiple times and so did Drake. We really missed her.
But the worst part was, that I didn't know if she's okay. If I would've known that everything's alright and that she's doing fine, it would've been easier to go about my day. But now, when I don't know anything, I'm worried about her.
What if she's not taking it well, at all?
What if she doesn't know what to do with herself, anymore?
What if she just needs a hug?
Just a hug to show her that everything's going to be okay. She's not gonna get the from Ruby or Brody. And definitely not from Debby, or whatever her name was.
Amelia didn't like them. She made that clear enough.

"Demi, can you just check this out, please?" Peter shook me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, sure" I took the paper from his hand, "What is it?" I asked, after glancing at it.

"It's a description of the shooter from one of the witnesses"

We still hadn't found the shooter and asked all the people who witnessed it to sent a description of what they remembered.

"Oh, okay"

"You were thinking about her, weren't you?" He asked, sadly.

"Yeah, I was. Why hasn't Stacy called? What's going on with her?"

"I don't know. It annoys me that she said she'd call and she never did. I miss Amelia tons. It's like I just miss something in my life. The weirdest is, that I only knew her for, what? Two days? Maybe three, but that's it. And in that short time, she made such an impact on my life. And then when she talked to me. When she said she was gonna miss me. Demi, I can't handle it much longer. God, I miss her" he started getting emotional.
It was very new for me to see Peter like this. We've been working together for a long time already, and he never reacted this way to anything.

But she really did make an impact on all of our lives. She had something, that if you once feel it, you can't live without it anymore. But she took it along with her and left us without it.
We needed her.

"I know. It's hard for us, too" I replied.
Corey cried about it sometimes. He wanted her to put on his shoes. To bring him to bed. To hold him in her arms. To hug him. To kiss him. He wanted her to baby him, like a big sister.
Drake also really wanted her in the house. Something was missing without her in it.

My phone rang and I looked at the caller ID. Unknown.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Is this Demi?" A familiar voice asked. I couldn't place it, though.

"Yeah, who's this?"

"Hi, it's Ruby. Amelia's foster mom"

What's going on? Why did she all of a sudden call me? Is everything alright with Amelia?

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