For the Love of My Sister

Chapter 29

Izzy's POV

"I'm not going to fucking rehab" I shouted for the hundredth time. We had been home in Texas for a few weeks and the tension had reached an all time high. And now that my dirty laundry was slowly being aired all everyone wanted to was try and "help me"

"Stop being so fucking defensive you need help, why can't you accept it" Demi said frustrated. We had gotten into an argument over me going to rehab every day for over a week.

"How can I accept something I don't need" 

"You're s frustrating can't you see you're hurting yourself"

"Then I guess every other teenager who likes to go out and have fun is self destructing" I sarcastically added getting up from the kitchen bar, completely over this conversation.

"Sit down" Dianna and Eddie spoke entering the kitchen. Oh god, I knew this wasn't going to end well.

"Look I.." 

"We're going to need you to listen and not talk until after we're finished" Dianna cut me off in a stern voice.

"I know you're probably thinking that we have no say in how you live your life, considering Eddie and I have no biological relation to you however you do live under this roof and even though we have only known you for a short while understand that Eddie and I see you as our own daughter, which is why we cannot allow this behavior from you. But if you want to self destruct go ahead you can do whatever the hell you want but you are not only putting yourself in danger but you're also putting my daughters lives at risk here. I won't have you walking around taking the innocence of Madison or jeopardizing Demi's sobriety" Dianna stated firmly. 

"So you have two options" Eddie spoke up. "You can accept the help that we are offering you and sign into a rehabilitation center, which we have looked into and have found two that are willing to let you in or with a great sorrow in my heart we're going to have to ask you to leave this house" 

"And that includes having contact with us" Dianna added.

"Mom!" Demi added shocked at how strict they were being. 

"Demi, sweetie. I'm sorry I know she is your sister but we won't tolerate the drinking and drugs" Dianna explained keeping her eye contact with me.

"So, you have some thinking to do. These are the two facilities that we've looked into and have made arrangements if you're willing too" Eddie said handing me a folder with papers before directing his family out of the kitchen leaving me alone.

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I hadn't left my room all afternoon, after the discussion Dianna and Eddie had with me I couldn't bring myself to look them in the eyes. I knew that I was doing some messed up shit and even though I still didn't see how I was hurting myself, well other than my liver, I knew that I had completely overstepped my place in this house. The feeling of guilt washed over me thinking about Madison, having to have to go through seeing another older sister abuse alcohol and drugs. The guilt continued to eat away at me as my grandma came to mind, I promised her I would accomplish great things in life and here I was barely able to get through the day without snorting a line of coke or chugging a bottle of vodka. 

It was in this moment of guilt that I grabbed a duffle bag and packed my necessities; clothes, shoes, laptop, and my journal. I knew if I waited any longer I wouldn't have the courage to accept the help being offered. And with a shaky hands I made my downstairs.

"I accept" I breathed out causing everyone to turn their heads from the dinner table. "I'll go to rehab, and I'm sorry I just don't want to cause you anymore burden" I spoke fear laced in my voice. I wasn't just accepting to go to rehab, I was finally taking control of my situation and hopefully giving back the DeLaGarza- Lovato family back their freedom of having to worry about a trouble making kid like me.