You Can't Choose Your Family ➸ Demi Lovato

{Chapter 37}

"IT'S CHRISTMAS SASK! IT'S CHRISTMAS! GET UP!" Demi screeched, yanking the covers off my bed. The sudden cold made me groan in complaint. I just wanted to sleep. We'd gotten back from New York at like 2am and I had literally not slept at all whilst we were away. Last night I was so glad to get back into my own bed, I was more excited for that than Christmas Day. My priorities are on point, huh?

"Santa came!" Demi said, trying to convince me to get up. "He bought you a hella lot."

"Santa actually came?" I mumbled in disbelief, rubbing the sleepy dust or whatever it's called from my eyes.

"Yeh duh, of course he came." Demi said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"He hasn't come since I was 8." I thought out loud. The last time Santa visited was when I lived with my 'grandparents'.

"What?! Your mom didn't do stockings for you?!" Demi's jaw actually dropped in surprise.

"No, Cole did them from Aubrey and Denley..." I said, remembering how my younger siblings used to get a stocking filled with toys every Christmas morning. I didn't because mom didn't work and so all her money came from Cole. I wasn't Cole's daughter so he didn't really want to waste money on me so I didn't get a stocking. It's not as if it was that bad though, I did get a present or two from mom and Cole. Just not a stocking from Santa.

"Well Santa got a little carried away this year..." Demi kinked her eyebrows, smirking.

"You're the best." I found the energy to hug my sister tightly.

"No Santa's just a babe." Demi shrugged her shoulders, causing me to laugh.

"Babe?! Saskia?!" Wilmer arrived at my bedroom door, "what's taking you so long? I want to give you your presents!" He clapped his hands together. I can't believe I used to be slightly intimidated by Wilmer, he's literally just a big teddy bear. He was so sweet the whole New York trip and since Madison was attached to Demi, I hung around with him. It was honestly really fun. I really like him.

"Saskia's being a lazy ass," Demi punched my shoulder playfully.

"Piss off, I'll brush my teeth and I'll be down," I swung myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

I walked (well kind of skipped because I was super excited because Santa actually fucking came) downstairs, still in my pyjamas and with a huge smile on my face.

I found Demi and Wilmer sitting on the floor by the Christmas tree in the living room. As soon as I came in Demi pointed to a pile of presents in a bin bag in front of the electric fire.

"I couldn't find an actual stocking," Demi admitted,

"No, it's great." I laughed at the bin bag, it was a clever substitute. "Thank you so much."

"Don't thank me before opening them, for all you know they may be empty boxes!" Demi's such a dork. A nice, caring dork though.

I dragged the 'stocking' over and sat down opposite the adorable yet puke-worthy couple. Demi was literally sitting in Wilmer's lap and Wilmer was kissing her neck.

I cleared my throat and he immediately stopped. The power of the younger sister-almost-in-law ha.

I started opening the presents and there were fucking loads. Demi - I mean Santa had been so generous.

I don't want to bore you with telling you every present Santa gave me but here's a few. First I got a brand new rose gold iPhone 6S complete with a protecting case because Demi said I'm a Lovato so I'm most likely to trip and fall and break the thing within five minutes. I got a bunch of clothes including some black Timberland's which are my new babies and Demi's tour t-shirt which apparently is very special seeing as it's one of only 20 that have been printed so far. I also got a huge poster saying 'Keep Calm and love Demi Lovato' on it because Demi said my room still needed decorating. Thanks sis! I did also get a collection of cute fairy lights and vinyl record covers to decorate it with which is super cool. And I got a really cute journal with nice pens and glittery sellotape to stick stuff in with.