I am Demi Lovato's sister

Chapter 1

Hi my name is Jessica Lovato, yes Demi is my older sister no I won't put in a good word for you why because I barley get to talk to her myself. 

Let me tell you a little bit about me if you care to know that is. I am the youngest daughter of Dianna and Patrick Lovato. I'm probably the only one that spent the most time with our father due to Dallas and Demi doing pagents and Demi being in Barney. Let me tell you our dad isn't nice but thats a story for another time.

I'm 15 years old and freshman in high school well thats if I actually go. I'm sitting in my room doing my homework from the past 2 days that I convinced mom I was sick when I hear yelling coming from downstairs. I stop what I'm doing and go to the top of the stairs and see my 10 year old half sister Madison, my oldest sister Dallas and my mom all at the door that only means one thing Demi is home from her Neon Lights tour. 

Jessica: shit she's home early she wasn't supposed to me home for another week

I quickly go back into my room and close the door I go to my closest and pull out a oversized hoodie and put it on normally I don't have to wear it when I'm in my room no one ever comes in and I don't have to worry about anyone seeing my cuts but I know Demi and she will just walk in without warning... Don't get me wrong I love Demi and when she's home we are really close and talk it's just I don't need her knowing about this and worrying about me.... After I put my hoodie on I grab my book and sit on my bed and start reading until theres a knock on my door, I get up and open it and see Demi standing there

Demi: so are you going to hide in your room the whole time I'm home

I hug Demi tight

Jessica: I missed you

Demi: I missed you too kiddo, mom says you've been sick the past 2 days

Jessica: oh yeah

Demi: you don't look sick

Jessica: i've been having really bad headaches

Demi: mmhmm if you say so

Jessica: it's true

Demi: why do you have a hoodie on it's 90 degree's out

Jessica: I'm cold

Demi: okay, why didn't you come down when you heard I was here

Jessica: I was working on homework and Maddie is always loud so I wasn't sure if you were here or not

Demi: that's true, come on mom is ordering Pizza

Jessica: okay I'll be right down

Demi: I'll wait for you

Jessica: it's okay Demi you don't have to

Demi: I know I want to

I went and put my homework in my bookbag and walked over to the door where Demi was waiting when I got to her she reached for my hand and I took it. We went downstairs and mom, Eddie, Dallas and Maddie were

Dianna: she's alive

Eddie: about time you come downstairs

Dallas: hey Jess how you feeling

I just shrugged my shoulders because by me now being downstairs that would mean after dinner I would have to go to my dads. Yes I still have to see him once a week and I hate it. He's always drinking and he well lets just say doesn't always use his words

Dianna: so your dad called he will be here at 7 to get you Jessica

Demi: what do you mean dad will be here at 7 to get her