The one(A Demi Lovato Fanfic)

Chapter 36

*marys p.o.v*
I opened my eyes slowly and looked at a clock. It was 2:30 pm which means I had to pick up max in 30 minutes. I looked and saw marissa was still asleep. There were tear stains on her cheeks. I slowly moved her to the side so I could get up. She grabbed the couh pillow and fell back asleep. As I was walking to the bathroom I heard sniffles. It must've been Demi so I quickly ran to her.
"Baby what's wrong?" I said running to her side. She didn't say anything but she just held onto me tight and I soothed her. She kept crying into my arms until she finally spoke.
"I saw her arms..."she said breaking down harder.
I pulled her closer and sadly sighed.
"Dems she has to tell you the story, I can't but all I know is that it'll all be ok I promise. " as soon as I talked marissa came in.
"Imma go pick up max. I'll leave you two alone."I said getting up from the bed and kissing Demi on the forehead.
*Demis p.o.v*
I looked at marissa and she took a deep sigh.
"Dems, I'm gonna tell you what's wrong. I know you're probably disappointed in me but~" I cut her off.
"I'm not disappointed." I told her.
"Dems, I started because I felt worthless and the truth is my bf raped me and I've let him beat me since..." She said breaking down.
My fists began to clench and I was built up with anger.
"How could you be so stupid? How could you stay with such an asshole? Are you dumb???? He could've killed you." I said yelling.
She took her knees and put them against her chest and began to sob.
I slapped myself mentally after realizing what I did. Damn bipolar ness.
"Mar I didn't mean that. But I will kill that mother fucker if he lays his hands on you again." I said wrapping my arms around her to hug her. She was shaking violently as she cried. I tried my best to soothe her but she kept crying. I kissed her forehead and got up to get my guitar that was in the corner. I began to sing nightingale to her. When she realized I was singing to her she calmed down a bit and watched me as I played the guitar. I looked into her broken eyes and sang my heart out. I wanted to do anything to change the darkness in her eyes. By the end she stopped crying. As I was playing a few strums on the guitar she stopped me and grabbed my fingers and caressed them. I put the guitar to the side on the bed. I removed the hair from her face and wiped her tears.
"It's going to be ok mar." I told her.
She nodded. She then poked my cheek with her finger and I began to giggle. Then she put hands on each side of my cheek so I would face her. My face became serious and then I felt a pair of lips on mine.
"Guys I picked up M-" I heard Mary's voice. It went from normal to completely heart broken. But little does she know I didn't even realize what was going on.