I need help, Miss Lovato

Chapter 32

Demi

'Demi, come on sweetheart, eat just a tiny bit' I shook my head, it had been a week and I haven't eaten at all, this was the first time I'd left my bedroom. I didn't have the courage to go to the hospital and see Lyric in that state, they hadn't called so she can't have been any better than when I left last week.

I stood up and immediately grabbed onto the table, I was so dizzy. Dallas jumped from her chair and grabbed onto my waist, sitting me back down on the chair. Maddie ran out of the room in tears whilst mom left and walked towards the kitchen

'Dal, I'm fine, please Maddie needs you'  she scoffed and shook her head

'you are going to eat, I don't care if I have to force it down your throat' mom walked back into the room with a plate of food she had obviously already prepared for me, Dallas placed the food in front of me. I looked up at her, silently begging her to not make me, but she stood her ground. I sighed and picked up the spoon, slowly taking a bite whilst tears ran down my cheeks.

When I had finished the entire bowl Dallas pulled me into her embrace and kissed my forehead

'Dally, I want to go to the hospital' I said quietly, wiping my tears away

'are you sure baby?' I nodded

'okay, well lets get you changed and then we'll go' I stood up and had to grab onto Dallas as I was still quite dizzy. She sighed sadly and wrapped her arms around my waist, supporting me with every step I took.

'Dal' I said weakly as we entered my bedroom

'i know what you are thinking and I can't leave you alone near a bathroom  after you've eaten, sorry baby but  I don't trust you at the moment' I sighed  and grabbed the nearest set of clothes quickly slipping them on.

As we were walking out I felt Maddie wrap her arms around me

'please Dem, don't do this to yourself again, you're already getting so sick' I hugged her back and kissed her forehead

'don't worry about me baby' we pulled away from our hug and Dallas and I continued to her car.

We arrived at the hospital about forty minutes later, and I quickly opened the car door and ran in through the front door. I checked the number I had written down for her room and ran up the stairs to the second floor, I then ran for her room. When I got there I swung the door open and saw that there weren't any tubes in her cold looking body, she almost looked dead. Dallas ran in, out of breath, after me, she stopped when she saw Lyric.

'Demi?' she walked over to me and pulled me off of the chair, she then sat down and sat me on her lap

'she'll be alright baby' she wiped my eyes, making me realize I was crying. I leant forward and kissed Lyric's forehead, then starting to run my fingers through her hair. 

'Dems' Dallas said, sitting up straighter

'Demi look' I looked down at Lyric to see what seemed to be her stirring in her sleep

'Dal, you see it too right?' she nodded

'babygirl, can you hear me?' I sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes slowly opened and I began crying from joy

'Mommy?' I gave a sigh of relief as I leant forward and pulled her into my embrace

'Mommy, I'm sorry, I don't want to die' It hurt me that it took her almost dying to know that she didn't want to die but I was so happy she wanted to live

'shh baby, it'll all be alright' Dallas stood up and wrapped her arms around us both

'I'm sorry Auntie Dally' Lyric let go of me and hugged Dallas 

'don't worry yourself baby' Dallas replied kissing her forehead

Lyric let go of Dallas and jumped onto me holding me tightly. I held her back equally as tight, she began to cry onto my shoulder. I rubbed her back and kissed her forehead, so grateful for the fact that my baby was alive and back in my arms. Being in this situation made me think about all my lovatics who weren't as lucky, who didn't get the help they needed, even just people in general, it's so heartbreaking and only fuels me more when it comes to removing stigma from mental health. 

'mommy, please don't make me stay here, I'll recover I promise' her little cries broke my heart but I knew I had to leave her here to get better, there was no way that I could help her, not in the state that I'm in. 

'I'm so sorry baby, you know I have to, you're too sick' she sighed and looked up at me

'it's okay mommy, I get it, I just wish I could come home with you'

'you'll be home soon babygirl, I believe in you, and so does Dally' 

'I don't want to feel like this anymore' she sobbed

'I know baby, I know'

'we're going to get you the help you need baby, I promise' 

'I love you mommy, more than you'll ever know. I love you too Dally' 

'I love you too babygirl, please, please don't do it again'

'I won't mommy'