Can you do an X-Factor one where Demi had a contestant in the finale who's 14 but she comes in second? And a week later they have an after party and Kelly sees marks on her wrist and tells Demi and Demi pulls her aside and talks to her about it and maybe she has a rough time at home or something?
Demi clutched onto Emily's hand as the winner was announced.
"The Winner of the X-Factor 2014 and a million dollar recording deal is...Roxxy Montana!" Mario Lopez yelled into the microphone. Emily's breath caught in her throat and tears clouded her eyes, but she didn't release. That just shows weakness. Something she wanted no one to know. She went up and hugged the girls and went backstage. Demi following her.
"Hey Em. It's okay you're still so amazing. You will get out there." Demi said hugging Emily. But Emily didn't care. All she could think about was how much of a failure she was. How she didn't win. She felt awful because she let Demi down.
"I'm so sorry I didn't win Dems." She said swallowing her tears.
"Hey it's okay. We still made it to the finale." Demi said smiling at her. Emily nodded then hugged her.
"I need to go pack and go home. I'll see you in a week Dems." She said hugging her.
"I'm so proud of you even if you didn't win." Demi said hugging her back.
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The week went by so agonizingly slow for Emily. Voices started appearing in her head and she caved into them. She put on her floral strapless dress with a white long sleeve cardigan that she left unbuttoned. She dried and curled her hair and did her make up.
"EMILY GET YOUR LAZY FAT ASS DOWN HERE." Emily's dad screeched throughout the house. Emily's head snapped towards her window. She grabbed her phone and razor, of course, and snuck out the window. She waited for Demi to pick her up at the end of her street.
"Hey Ems." Demi said pulling up to her.
"Hi." Emily said getting in the car.
When they got to the restaurant Emily's stomach churned. She hadn't eaten in a week and that wasn't gonna change.
They parked the car and got out, walking towards the entrance of the restaurant. Emily walked in and was immediately welcomed by hugs from each of the Roxxy Montana girls.
"Hey girls." She said
"Hey Em." They said sitting down with all the judges.
"Emily." Kelly said hugging her.
"Hey Kells." She said.
Demi walked over and sat next to Emily as the waiter came over and handed them menus.
"What would you guys like for drinks?" He asked
"Water please." Emily said not looking up from the menu. Of course the calorie amount was on it. She thought about not getting anything but she doesn't want attention to her.
"I-uh I'll be right back." She said getting up and going to the bathroom. Little did she know Kelly went to go wash her hands.
She walked into the bathroom and pulled up the sleeve to her cardigan. It was really risky wearing white.
"Em? What did you do?" Kelly said running up to the 14 year old.
"Nothing. It's nothing." Emily said pushing her sleeve down and walking out of the bathroom.
Kelly hoped Demi had her phone on her cause she texted her to come to the bathroom.
"What's up Kell?" Demi said walking into the bathroom.
"I-Um I saw something on Emily's wrist." Kelly stammered.
"What?" Demi said shockingly
"Yeah. And it's pretty bad Dems. I would go check." Kelly said leaving the bathroom. Leaving Demi there. Demi felt awful. She was her mentor for 4 months and she was oblivious to all of this.
Demi walked out of the bathroom and went back to the table and sat next to Emily. The waiter came back and handed them their drinks.
"What would you guys like to eat?" He asked.
Everyone ordered and when Emily was supposed to order she didn't say anything.
"Oh nothing please.' She said. Everyone turned to look at her.
"I had a really big lunch." She said. Demi knew she was lying. She used that excuse before.
When everyone finished their food everyone left. Demi and Emily went to Demi's car and they drove away. But Demi wasn't driving her home. She just couldn't.
"Emily what's wrong? I saw your wrist." Demi asked bluntly. Emily tensed and turned towards Demi with wide eyes.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about." Emily stuttered. Demi quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled up the sleeve. Emily tried to pry her arm it of Demi's grasp but Demi was holding on too hard.
"Why?" Demi asked.
"It's no big deal Demi. Seriously just drop it." Emily said.
"It obviously is because you're only 14 and these are super deep." Demi said.
"My dad. He beats me. And I'm running out of makeup to hide the bruises so I covered those instead of the cuts. And the day I don't cover them is the day everyone finds out." Emily cried. The tears wiped away the makeup that expertly covered the bruise on her cheek. Demi lightly fingered the bruise.
"You're staying with me whether you like it or not." Demi said driving to her house.
