Demi's POV
I woke up very confused as a patted the empty sheets beside me, expecting to find Wilmer lying next to me sleeping peacefully. I picked up my phone which was charging on my bedside table and check twitter, only to see so many hateful comments from complete strangers.
@ihatedemi92: What a slut @ddlovato is, we all saw the photos from her boyfriends party!
@slutvato: Who would ever love a fat bitch like Demi Lovato??!!
@nirby_xo: #Demitheslut ew what a slutty fat bitch, who in their right mind would love her?!
The comments got worser and worser as I read them. I couldn't take it anymore. A long, warm tear rolled down my cheek before the rest come pouring out. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in their and laid in the bath tub completely numb. I hate feeling numb. I reached to the cupboard next to the bath and pulled out my razor.
"Come on Demi" my demons roared as I grasped a hold if my razor.
"One slit, and your problems will go away" they teased.
I couldn't take the pain anymore and was really tempted to join their side. As I placed the razor on my wrist, I looked at my tattoos. So much for staying strong. Just as I was about to drag the blade across my skin and heard foot steps outside the door...
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HAHA Left you guys on a cliffhanger!
Im sorry I know it feels. BTW I finally updated and I am actually so proud of myself for doing so.
Stay Grooooovy
Jasmine x
