Why me? (Demi Lovato Adoption Story)

Chapter 36

(A/N: Time Lapse!)

Taylor: 19 years old

Anna: 21 years old

Jess: 19 years old

Demi: 27 years old

Arden: 20 years old

Shawn: 22 years old

Wilmer: 38 years old

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Taylors POV :

(Five years later)

I walked out of the house livid, because of the scene that just took place inside.

Jessica is back, she just showed up out of nowhere, acting like the last four years never happened. And then, she told us that she had a baby about a year ago and that Hayes proposed.

The babies name is Garett and he is a year and a half.

"Taylor Lee, get back here right now!" Demi yelled

"What!?" I screamed

"Don't speak to me that way! And go apologize to your sister right now!" She yelled, pointing to the front door, leading back into the house.

I completely freaked out when I came home to find Jessica on the couch, waiting for me to get home. I told her off, saying how she can't just disappear for four years, have a kid, get engaged and then come home like fuck all happened.

"Why should I apologize when she was the one who caused all of this shit!?" I asked

"Because, she is your sister and you will do as I say!" She yelled

I huffed and walked back into the house. I stormed my way through the hallway and back to the living room.

"I'm sorry!" I yelled

Jessica turned to look at me, frightened because I barged in yelling.

"Thank you." Demi sighed behind me

"I'm sorry that I ever met you and I'm sorry that you are such a condescending bitch!" I screamed

"Taylor!" Demi yelled

"I'm sorry that I ever called you my sister. But most of all, I feel extremely sorry for the child that has to deal with you as a mother." I spat

She looked at me with such a sad expression, I could just see the hurt in her eyes.

"I will never forgive for what you did and I will never speak to you again!" I yelled

"I'm staying with Arden until she leaves." I said to Demi

She looked totally defeated, so she just nodded and moved out of the entrance so I could pack my stuff.

I ran to my room and grabbed a bag from my closet. I was grabbing clothes from my closet, when I came across an old photo album. I forgot what was in it, so I opened it. It was a scrapbook that Jess and I made like eight years ago.

As I was flipping through the pages, I stopped to think for a second. 'When did everything go wrong?'

'Why did everything have to go so wrong at a time that everything was going so good?'

I felt tears start to stream down my face. I got up and felt trapped, like I couldn't breathe. I felt this rush of panic and adrenaline bolt through my body.

I started to trash my closet. I was throwing things and pushing things over. When I was walking out of my closet, I tripped.

I just sat there and cried.