Demi's Dark Sercerts

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{A/N. Hii Guys I'm so tired of the heart ache writting so

heads up I'll be speeding up time,or skipping. Anyways enjoy so sorry

any mistakes}.

" THATS A WRAP".

I Rolled my eyes as I walked away from the sett.

I hate Camp rock so I hate camp rock two even more!.

I walked to my dressing room.

I sat on the couch and sobbed.

I feel emtpy.. I feel like I'm moving Yet time won't pass by, Or

heal my wounds.

Nothing even matters.

Just sit and smile like i'm fine.

Work with these fake ass people.

lie my family and fans I'm fine.

I stop sobbing as soon as I hear the door open.

" Happy!, were finaly done!".

My manager says.

I smile. I hate him.

I wanna go home. I wanna...

" Demi are you ok?".

I'm a way better actor then they gave me credit for.

" Fine tired,you know how hard I'm working".

Now that damn camp rock tour..

I'm trying to get my mind off Him. But nothing Is working. No

matter how much work I do or how busy I keep my self. My mind goes

back to Damiean.

I allways had these 'Prombels'.

But Damiean helped me.. He made me Feel so loved and like I'm worth

something.

" Ok that's good, anyways... Your not gonna like this but..".

My eyes drift around the room. White walls. White carpet. A mirror and

makeup fills the counters.

A rack of clothes. A black leather couch. Unfair. The freaking Jonas

brothers get a better room.

" I don't like anything".

I say in a harsh voice.

Something is so wrong with me.

One second I'm sad then beyond angry then I'm manic.

" You gotta Fake date joe Jonas".

My stomach chruchs and I'm suddenly panicing.

" NO!".

I shouted. This will make damiean believe that lie. it's unfair!.

Now I'll really Never get him back.

" Demi this will give the movie more buzz".

I feel rage rush hit me like a tidal wave.

" No..".

I say threw my teeth. " Demi don't make this hard".

I stand up... I started throwing this things threw.

I threw a mug at the mirror. I threw clothes all over the Room.

There was a small coffee table. I threw that too.

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