Demi's P.O.V
We left the studio and Sam fell asleep in the car on the way home. I pulled into the drive way and carried Sam inside, laying her on the sofa placing a blanket over her while she slept peacefully, thinking about how someone could go through what she had. sitting down next to her she started stirring, she opened her eyes and smiled at me, "shall we change into a pjs and watch pitch perfect in my room" I suggested, she nodded and ran upstairs me at her tail, we went into our separate rooms and I changed into my bear onesie and set up the DVD before getting comfortable in my king size bed.
Sam's P.O.V
I went to my room after Demi suggested pitch perfect, changing into my bear onesie, before cleaning my teeth and putting my hair into two French braids. I wandered into Demi's room to see her wearing her matching bear onesie snuggled in her bed staring at the TV screen. I snuck up to the bed and got in next to Demi cuddling up beside her. Demi put her arm around me and played the film.
After singing along to all of the songs with Demi and the movie was over Demi was drifting to sleep until the phone rang, and there was a knock at the door, "you get the phone, I'll get the door" Demi told me. I answered the phone
S. hello?
? . IS THIS DEMI?
S. No who is this?
?. I NEED TO SPEAK WITH DEMI!
S. Well she's busy, who's this?
?. ARE YOU HER STUPID BRAT CHILD?
S. what's it to you?
?. BECAUSE, SHE HURT ME SO IM GOING TO HURT YOU
S.Who is this?
?. YOURE WORST NIGHTMARE, SAMANTHA!
And with that they hung up, it sounded like a female on the phone, but who would Demi hurt that bad to the point of someone wanting to get revenge, I then heard a loud scream from down stairs, running to see what had happened, I saw Demi on the floor, unconscious with a note laid on her, reading:
NEXT TIME, SHE'LL BE DEAD. -M.C
the handwriting on the note was kind of cursive and the initials 'M.C' who is that... I then remembered Demi was still on the floor, unconscious. I grabbed the phone dialling 911 and the operator answered
O. what's your emergency
S. Erm my mom, she's unconscious, she answered the door and I was upstairs and she screamed and I came downstairs she was unconscious with a note laid on top of her, please come quick.
I rambled. wait did I call Demi mom, she technically is, right?
O. where are you, love
S. 123 Sunvally street, please hurry.
O. were on our way, pack you and your mom some clothes for overnight
S. Okay
I ran upstairs and grabbed two of Demi's large jumpers, clean underwear and some leggings for us both, I grabbed our phones and chargers and ran back to Demi. the ambulance arrived and the paramedics placed Demi on a gurney, while I followed them to the ambulance. when we arrived they took Demi into a special room to do some tests while I sat in the waiting rooms. I texted Dallas, as Demi told me she was in LA
"Hey Dallas, it's Sam, please can you come to west Cali hospital ASAP x"
I soon got a response
"What happened, on my way, I'll be 10 mins hun x"
I replied
"I'll explain when you arrive x"
Dallas soon arrived and I had explained what had happened with the phone call and Demi, once I'd finished a nurse came out of a the room Demi was taken into "Sam Lovato" I stood up and started to walk towards the nurse, Dallas followed me and the nurse into a consulting room. in the room there was four seats around a desk, one chair occupied by a police officer, another by a doctor. Dallas and I took a seat and the doctor began
(D-doctor, P-police, S-Sam, Da-Dallas)
D. I'm doctor George, and I need you to explain what happened to me and officer Darren,
S. Okay so, me and Demi had just finished watching a film and the phone started ringing, and there was someone knocking at the door, Demi decided it would be best if I got the phone and she got the door, so I answered the phone and there was a woman shouting, demanding to speak to Demi and when I said she was busy she said Demi had hurt her and she was going to hurt me in return. I asked who it was and she told me she was my worst nightmare and hung up. I then heard a scream downstairs so I ran to see what had happened and Demi was laid on the floor unconscious with a note laid on her chest" I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to the police officer,
P. okay, thank you Miss Lovato I'll investigate into this.
Da. okay, now we have that sorted, what's happened to Demi.
D. okay. so after running some tests it has been made clear that Demi has suffered some damage to the head, she woke up and we asked her some questions such as her birthday, family, where she lives, and she answered them all correctly. but then we asked her who you was, and she doesn't remember. I'm sorry.
S. okay.
D. we advise maybe going to stay with your aunt here until she regains her memory.
Da. what if she doesn't, I mean I love Sam and all but it isn't fair on her.
D. Well, I'd advise that you, Dallas, go and show her pictures and videos until she remembers Sam.
Da. okay
With that in mind I couldn't take it anymore, I stood up and and ran, out of the room, out of the hospital, out of town, I stopped when I reached a fairly local Starbucks. I went in and ordered a extra large mango frappe and sat in my onesie, head in my hands sipping it. my phone rang several times, it was Dallas, Diana, Eddie and Maddie, but I just ignored it. I was sat on my own for about an hour until a little girl around the age of 7, wearing camp rock pyjamas approached me and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Hey, are you Sam Lovato?" She asked, I nodded "what's your name sweet?", "Nova" she replied
S. that's a very nice name, what can I do for you sweet.
N. can I sit with you, my mom it with her friend and she doesn't like me.
S. of course, would you like a drink, I'll go get you one if you want.
N. I'm thirsty, but you don't have to.
S. what would you like
N. can I please have a tropical frappe please
S. sure thing sweet
I went and ordered and took the drinks back to the table
S. there you go, are you a fan of Demi
N. thank you and yes
S. that's good then isn't it. shall we take pictures?
I asked when I saw her iPod touch in her hand, she nodded excitedly. after taking plenty of pictures and talking for a while she asked
N. why are you here on your own, where's Demi
S. if I tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone
N. I promise, campers honer
S. nice camp rock reference, Demi is in the hospital, she was attacked by someone while I was on the phone to someone, I think was the same person, the thing is she doesn't remember what happened or me, so the doctor stated I was to live with Dallas and not see her till she remembers so I ran out of the hospital and kept running till I got here
N. so she remembers everything and everyone but you?
I nodded sadly,
N. I'm sorry Sam, I'll never forget you, you're amazing.
S. hey, go and ask your mom if we can go across the road to that park
N. okay
And she skipped off to her mom, she returned a few minutes. "She said yes" we went across to the park and a played for an hour before her mom told her it was time to go, "I had fun Sam, thank you, I haven't had this much fun since my sister committed suicide two years ago, thankyou" she hugged me tightly "it's okay sweet, maybe we can do it again some time, here give me your IPod" she handed it to me and I put my Apple ID into it and messaged myself so I had hers. "there we can talk all the time now, bye Nova, be good" and she walked off, hand in hand with her mom.
I wandered back to Demi's house, when I got back Dallas was there and she pulled me into a hug. "Where have you been, I've been worried sick, why wouldn't you answer your phone?" she rambled "Starbucks and I bet Demi wasn't, and I didn't want to" I replied.
D. so you've been at Starbucks for 3 hours
S. yes, I made a friend
D. age?
S. She is 7, Dallas, she's a fan of Demi's. she sister committed suicide two years ago and she said she hadn't had as much fun as she did tonight with me.
D. Do you have a way of contacting her
S. yes why
D. invite her round tomorrow, we can have a girly day, the three of us
S. okay
I messages Nova the idea and she replied straight away.
D. What's the verdict
S. she said yes
D. tell me about her
S. okay so her name is Nova, she's seven and ....
I told Dallas about her and we fell asleep cuddled up on the sofa.
