(Demi's POV) We are sitting in the waiting room, anxiously waiting for the doctor. I've been here for 2 hours now, and I know nothing. It's terrifying. One of my best friends are back there and I don't even know if he's alive. I try to keep myself from thinking about death, but it's kind of the reality in this situation. My toes are tapping, my fingers running up and down the side of my thighs.... Is he okay? I pray. "God, please don't take him. I need him. Please, God. PLEASE!" Dallas left with mom about 30 minutes ago, but I'm supposed to keep them updated. How am i supposed to keep them updated when no one is telling me anything? This isn't fair. Not at all! I just want to know that he's alright. I want to hear it from his own mouth. His voice! Is that too much to ask for?
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Still A Warrior
Hayran KurguPain and depression have overcome superstar, Demi Lovato yet again. Between fighting against haters cyber bullying her and her childhood crush Nate being diagnosed with cancer, it might just be too much for the beauty to handle… *Warning: Cutting i...
