"Hey guys..." "Aria whats up!?" Amelia said cheerfully. "What happened yesterday? Are you okay?" Jessica asked. I nodded. "Im fine now, but I think you guys should know this...." I slowly rolled up my sleeves and held out my wrists. "I self harm." After a moment of looking at the cuts they all burst into laughter chanting "emo" or "freak" some even said kill yourself. I didnt think it could get any worse but the whole grade joined in calling me names. Then the worst of all, my old foster mom came in. Screaming and yelling all over the place. "ARIA YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. YOU DESERVE THIS. YOU DESERVE WORSE ACTUALLY YOUR A HORRIBLE CHILD AND DONT DESERVE ANY HAPPINESS!" She slapped me across the face. "DEMI HATES YOU!" "No...no...no....nooo!"
I woke up screaming, and sweating and out of breathe. Soon Demi ran into my room. "ARIA what happened!?" "I-I-I had a bad dream." I said beginning to sob. Demi breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards my bed. "Come here baby." She wrapped her arms around me and rocked me back and forth while I cried. "You wanna tell me what happened?" "I told my friends about the cuts...b-but they all laughed at me, and then the whole school started chanting names and then my old foster mom came and hit me and yelled at me." I said crying harded. "S-she told me that I dont deserve happiness...or you..." Demi rubbed my back, "Shh Aria its okay, im here, I wont let anyone hurt you, everythings okay. I love you so much and so do all your friends. Trust me you deserve all the happiness in the world baby girl."
Eventually I calmed down and dried my tears. "Alright, now maybe you wanna go back to sleep? Its 4 AM" she giggled. She began to get off the bed but I grabbed her arm. "Sleep with me?" She smiled "Sure." And she climbed into bed while we drifted off into a nice sleep.
When I woke up the next morning Demi told me I had to go to school and face my fears. I didnt feel like getting all dressed up and looking nice today. I hated today. I put on a t shirt, black leggings and a black sweatshirt and brushed my hair and walked down stairs to Demi.
I sat down on the chair letting out a "Hmf". I rested my head on my hands while Demi put some oatmeal in front of me. I picked up the fork and stirred it around playing with it. Fuck I really dont want to eat this, I didnt eat anything and I already feel like barfing. "Someones in a bad mood, fine dont eat, but your eating at school, ill be calling Amelia again." Demi said in an annoyed tone taking the bowl away. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door with Demi following me.
Eventually it was lunch and I walked in with Amelia. We got on line to buy lunch, she picked out a whole tray of stuff while I just grabbed an apple. "Dont you want more then that?" She asked. "No im fine, not really hungry today." I shrugged. "Your not really hungry everyday, eat something Aria, your so thin." We got off line and walked to the table, but as soon as i put my plate down Amelia grabbed my arm
"Aria, can you come with me for sec?" I looked around and shrugged "Sure..." Amelia led me to the bathroom and made sure no one else was in there.
"Let me see your wrists." "W-what?" "You heard me, lift up those sleeves and show me your wrists, or else ill lift them up on my own." She said crossing her arms in a stern voice. Damn shes so demanding, like Demi...she just jumped right into it. Then the feeling came. I hate this feeling, that feeling of being vulnerable, I felt naked, like I had to get out of here but there was no where to go. "W-why" i studderded. "Aria its okay, just show me." Her voice changed from demanding to sympathetic. "I wanna help you, I think I can relate to what your going through." "No you cant, no one can." I said looking down playing with my sleeve. "Aria you may think that but its not true, please can I just see, I promise I wont make fun of you or tell anyone. I sighed and slowly rolled up my sleeves revealing cuts all over my arms.
"You did this to yourself." She said. I nodded silently. "Your quiet cause your depressed." She said blankly. I nodded a little slower, taken back by how easily she saw through me and figured everything out. "You dont eat cause you anorexic, thats why your mom makes me watch you." I looked at the ground letting a tear fall. You threw up cause your bulimic...." She said with a bit more of a sad tone. "Hey Aria its okay, dont cry, im here for you, I want to help you, and dont worry, I wont tell anyone okay?" I smiled a bit and nodded. She pulled me into a tight hug. Amelia had this comforting scent and her hugs felt like heaven, which sounds a little weird but made me feel a whole lot happier.
"My sister had the same issues, shes in college now and recovered, but I get what your going through, and I can help you. I hated always seeing my sister so underweight and sad and tired. Ive never been really depressed like on a day to day basis, but ive felt depressed before and ive struggled with food. Ive never self harmed but I still can help you okay? Ive helped my sister, ill do my best to help you!" "Thank you." I said. "Maybe we should go back to lunch now."
"Fuck." "What?" "In like 30 fucking seconds you figured me out, made me show you scars, made me cry, feel vulnerable and made me feel safe, what the fuck are you some type of wizard?" She giggled. "Nope, just a friends that cares and pays attention." She smiled and grabbed my arm leading me out the door back into the cafiteria.
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Lol ok this chapter sucks ass but whatever
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Open Wound//A Demi Lovato Fanfic
FanfictionAria was given up for adoption when she was 2 and has been in foster care ever since, going through hell every second of the day while dealing with her own personal struggles. But whats the one thing that keeps her happy? Her idol Demi Lovato. What...