You're Magnificent (Demi Lovato Fanfic)

You're Magnificent (Chapter 33)

{Demi's P.O.V }

We were told to wait outside while the Adams discussed what they were going to do next. "You know, honestly I'd thought you'd be more mad but I guess-" "I am mad!" I interrupted.

"Excuse me?" Gaby looked at me. "You! You just- how the fuck could you not tell me about this? How many things are you going to keep from me? You just don't know when to stop do you? Why do you constantly fuck things up?" I exhaled. I looked at her eyes & immediately regretted everything I said.

"Gaby, I-" she broke into tears & took off for the restroom. I ran behind her, trying to catch up with the 15 year old on her period who shouldn't be able to run this fast.

I followed her to the restroom. She ran into the cubicle & slammed the door shut with a loud bang. I knocked on the door & called for her. "Go away," she sobbed. Hearing her cry was the worst feeling in the world.

"Look I'm sorry," I sighed. "Don't bother. I don't need apologies," she sniffed. "Gab, please listen to me," I stopped, waiting to be interrupted but nothing. I continued, " I didn't mean what I said, especially the last part. I just don't want you keeping things from me,"

{Gaby's P.O.V }

"I just don't want you keeping things from me," I heard Demi say on the other side of the door. Funny how I'm secretly slicing my skin with a cold lifeless piece of metal as you speak about keeping things from you.

"Honey say something," she begged. "I'll be out in 10," I bluntly replied. I remained stationary & listened for the sound of high heels walking away.

I just feel like crying. I'm in this constant state of feeling emotional pain without clarity as to what that pain is all about. Because there is no clarity, there can be no outlet or resolution.

I know Demi's the one who made me upset but I still feel terrible. I have no idea how to explain my sadness. It's like all the words in the English language are not enough for me to describe just how terrible & worthless I feel.

I look down at legs to see the 3 fresh new cuts. I'm glad I always hide spare blades in my pockets. I forgot how good it feels to release the pain, to just be free. To be free of the awful memories.

I pulled up my pants & sighed. I will never get better. I can stay in Rehab for 8 years but I'll never get better.

{Demi's P.O.V }

We were back in the conference room. Gaby was sitting beside me with her hand on her chin, looking incredibly exhausted. I turned to my right to look out the window to see that the sky was grey & the raindrops falling down like tears after a massive heartbreak. It's scary how the weather can reflect my mood.

"So we'll have the custody battle in the court after Gaby comes out of Rehab," Divya spoke. "Cool," Gaby bluntly stated without changing her expression or position.

"May I ask what you're lives were like before Miss Lovato came into the picture?" The Adams' lawyer questioned.

"Well um-" "No. I want to hear what Miss Belinda has to say," he interrupted.

"Oh um. In the beginning, our parents got divorced. Our mother was a prostitute I think so our father got custody over us until he passed. Then we went to live with our aunt before she-"

"Can we not talk about this please?" Emily interrupted. "She kinda has to say for the lawyer," Gaby spoke. "Yeah but I don't wanna hear this," she sighed. "You can wait outside. I can come with you if you want," she offered. Excuse me? Who's sister are you gonna be?

{Gaby's P.O.V }

I followed Emily out. I looked around to see that the hallways were painfully quiet. Rather empty too.

Emily & I sat on a bench in silence. We didn't say anything at all. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence though. It just felt like silence.

All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain on the right side of my head. I groaned loudly, causing Emily to look at me, "You okay?"

I turned to look at her & reply but I blacked out

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OMG I am so sorry I wrote such a short chapter & that I didn't update last week. I literally lost all motivation to do anything & it was not a good week.

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