Having Demi as a mom

Chapter #2

Braelynn's POV:

"Thank you, mom," I told her, she looked down at me, she's only an inch taller than me, but she can still look down at me. "Of course, love. I'll look first, but I'm not going to tell you what it says, I want you to see for yourself." She told me, I nodded in agreement to tell you the truth I was scared shitless. I'm glad I have my mom with me though, she's my number one supporter, and following close behind is Ashton of course. She turned over the blue and white test and as good as an actress she is, I could tell she was trying to mask a gasp. The question was, was it a good gasp, or a bad gasp? Time seemed to come to a complete stop, as she handed to stick to me. I was pretty sure I was visibly shaking, my mom had me in a hug in an instant. "You can do this, my love." mom reassured me, I nodded and slowly turned over the test. I gasped, and tears were pricking at the corner of my eyes, threatening to fall. It was positive... I'm pregnant, oh my god, I can't believe it. My breathing starts to become uneven, and I start breathing super heavily.

Demi's POV:

Brae's breathing started to become very uneven, and heavy. She was having a panic attack, I rushed to her side and immediately pulled her head into my chest. "Brae, sweetie match my breathing. You're gonna be okay, it'll all be okay. I promise." I told her, stroking her hair, she let out silent sobs into my chest, and my heart broke. I didn't want to see my babygirl like this. "Mommy, what am I gonna do? I don't even know if I'm ready to be a mom yet! How am I gonna tell Ash?" she asked, I rocked her back and forth in my arms. "I will support you in any decision you decide to make, and I'll be with you every step of the way. Know that I'll be there for you. I love you so so much babygirl." I reassured her, and she looked up at me with her bloodshot brown eyes. "I love you too momma. Thank you, I'm gonna have Ash come over to tell him." 

Braelynn's POV:

"I'm gonna have Ash come over to tell him," I told my mom, she nodded, and we both stood up. We walked over to my bed and sat down. "Do you want me to sing to you? That always seemed to calm you down when you were little." mom suggested, I nodded up at her, and she started singing 'Anyone' one of my favorite songs of hers

I tried to talk to my piano

I tried to talk to my guitar

Talked to my imagination

Confided into alcohol

I tried and tried and tried some more

Told secrets till my voice was sore

Tired of empty conversation

Cause no one hears me anymore

a hundred million stories and a hundred million songs

I feel stupid when I sing

Nobody's listening to me

Nobody's listeningg

I talked to shooting starts but they always get it wrong

I feel stupid when I pray

So why am I praying anyway

If nobody's listening

Anyone, please send me anyone

Lord is there anyone

I need someone

Oh oh oh

Anyone, please send me anyone Lord is there anyone

I need someone

I used to crave the world's attention

I think I cried too many times

I just need some more affection

anything to get me by

A hundred million stories 

A hundred million songs

I feel stupid when I sing 

Nobody's listening to me

Nobody's Listening

I talked to shooting stars

But they always get it wrong

I feel stupid when I pray

Why the fuck am I praying anyway

If nobody's listening

Anyone 

Please send me anyone

Lord is there anyone

I need someone

Anyone 

Please send me anyone

Oh Lord is there anyone

I need someone

Ohhhh anyone

I need anyone

Ohhhhh anyone

I need someone

a hundred million stories

and a hundred million songs

I feel stupid when I sing

Nobody's listening to me

Nobody's listening