She's My Saviour [Demi Lovato Fan Fiction]

Chapter Five

Chapter Five ~ Allison's P.O.V

"So uhm this is the living room, you can just put your bags down there for a moment." I smiled walking up to her, placing my hand on her lower back. "Yeah, the view is my favourite part of the house too." I smiled as we looked out the wall that was made out of glass. It showed off the entire beautiful city of L.A.

"How di-" She was about to ask before I cut her off. Her mouth hung open as she just looked out the huge window.

"How did I afford this? Well my family, actually I technically I own three resorts. That's how love." I smiled. She just nodded and picked up most of her bags as I carried the rest. "So now for the grand tour, yeah?" I asked. "Well this is the kitchen, help yourself to anything." I smiled as we walked into the kitchen.

"But Al; there is no food in here. Honey we need to go shopping. When did you last eat something babe?" She asked placing her hand on my hip as she lifted my chin up so I would look at her. It was taking every muscle I had in my body to keep my from kissing those soft luscious lips of hers.

"Like yesterday, but it was only a bit when my mom made me." I grumbled looking down at the ground. "We'll go shopping tomorrow I guess, but for now I'll finish the tour." I told her flashing her a toothy grin. She nodded smiling back at me and followed me down the hall. "Home studio, main toilet, entrance to the pool, guest room, guest room, guest room, my room, oh and this is your room right across from mine." I smiled licking my lips as I opened the door. We walked in and I set her bags down by the closet.

I sat down on her bed and we just talked as she put all of her things away. Her clothes, perfume, bathroom products; whatever it was, each thing had a special home. "So Allison, what made you have all these problems, babe? I need you to tell me." She asked climbing up onto the bed beside me. She patted her lap so I would rest my head. I put my head in her lap then looked up only to see her staring right back down at me.

"I uhm, well there are a lot of reasons. I started cutting when I was eleven because of bullies and things that happened with my uhm father and shit just progressed from there I guess. Yeah well my father used to sexually abuse me ever since I can remember; I think it started when I was three or four years old. Apparently kids found it funny, because when my best friend at the time found out, everyone decided to make fun of me." I explained. Her eyes started to well up with tears and so did mine.

"Baby girl, I'm so sorry. Do you still speak with your father? Does anyone know what he did to you?" She asked using her thumb to wipe away some of my tears.

"No, I uhm actually don't speak with him anymore and no one knows at all. See uhm, he actually hung himself when I was seventeen in that horrible little room in the basement where he used to hurt me. No one ever knew why he killed himself, but I do. He left a note in my room for me to read saying he couldn't live with himself after what he did. That's understandable; I mean how can you do that to your baby girl? So I moved out here about two months after that happened I couldn't live in that fuckin house anymore and I haven't been back to Ireland since." I told her as I had a crying fit.

"I can understand that babes, I'm so sorry that ever happened to you. But there are other reasons and I know it, I can see it in your eyes. I need to know Allison, it's the only way I can help you." She pressed holding me tightly in her arms. I just continued to cry and she let out a few tears as well. "C'mon Ally, I need to know."

"There uhm, there is this one famous girl, that I've always kind of fancied. I mean everyone thought I was a lesbian because of it but I'm actually not. I'm just a girl that thought this famous girl was cool. She went through what I am going through and she's so talented. I always thought she was so beautiful because f how strong she is. I had her pictures in my locker and my room, along with a lot of other people's as well but it didn't matter. Everyone called me a homo. They judged me, they wouldn't let me go into the change room. People used to beat me up, talk about me, it was fuckin horrible. So I finished school early and that's why I moved out here." I told her hoping up that she would understand that the famous girl I was talking about, was her. "I'm hoping that you picked up on that the famous girl I was talking about is you." I stated the obvious.

"I figured that. But it's okay babe, who gives a fuck if you like girls or not? I sure don't. I'm going to share with you something I've never told anyone. I'm bisexual and if you want to tell me you are too, than that's cool." She smiled brushing the hair out of my face. I stayed quiet even though I wanted to tell her the truth, but all she did was just stay smiling playfully shaking her head. "C'mon babe, let's go get some tea. I saw some in the cupboard." She suggested taking my hand and lead me out to the kitchen.

We walked out and I plopped myself down on a stool. "Here sweetheart, here is your tea." She smiled sliding the cup over to me. She sat down on the stool across from me taking small sips of her hot beverage. I took a small sip and just starred at her. I finished my tea and got up from the island.

"Listen, I uhm, I'm tired ya know. I think I'm gonna go hit the hey, see ya tomorrow, yeah?" I faked a smile and ran off to my room with tears streaming from my eyes. All of this talk about my past, especially my father was horrible. Every little memory came back to haunt me, this was the worst thing that could happen to me right now. I ran into my en-suite bathroom, locking the door behind me and propped myself up on the counter so I was sitting cross-legged. Without any hesitation, I grabbed a razor from the cabinet and cut. I slid the cool razor blade over my wrist and watched the warm red blood ooze from the small slits. I tried to hold back the tears, but it was no use. I couldn't stop myself. Loud cries escaped my mouth as I wiped the blood from my arm with a wet towel. I couldn't let Demi see this. "Fuck" I mumbled to myself.

I slowly opened the door to the bathroom and jumped on my bed face first, burying myself under the blankets. I removed my shorts and cardigan and stayed in my tank top and lacy black underwear. I was going to get some sleep, that's exactly what I needed. I was just about to drift off until I heard my door creek open. "Allison are you okay babe, I heard crying." Demi whispered making her way across the dark bed room floor, to my bed. She slipped under my covers, curling up to me and I felt her legs touch mine. "Did you cut sweetheart?" She asked as she gently rubbed my back.

"Yeah, just everything we talked about. It brought back so many bad memories." I sniffled turning to face her and buried my face into her soft neck.

"It's okay Ally, everyone ad slip-ups and we just started this okay. Everything is going to be okay." She whispered kissing the top of my head. Oh my God everything was about to come out, it was like verbal diarrhea. Was going to tell her that I was bisexual and I couldn't stop it.

"Demi, remember when you said that I could tell you if I was bi, and it would be okay? well I'm telling you. I'm bisexual." I mumbled into the soft skin of her neck. It probably wasn't the best idea to tell a girl your sexuality when she was half naked.

"Good." She whispered tilting up my chin. Suddenly I felt a pair of soft lips press against mine and felt fireworks. I smiled even more and kissed the girl of my dreams back. "Goodnight Ally."

(A/N : Like this one? I hope you did! i'm posting one more part tonight to make up for how long I made you guys wait. thanks for reading xx)