Demi Lovato-My Everything ! (Lesbian and heavy/strong fanfic)

Chapter 1

A/N (Authors Note) :

HI ! so this is my first fanfic and I'm really happy i finaly doing this !

WARNING: *anxiety, self harming, abuse, bullying, eating disorders, depressions, a lot of hard, strong feelings

I'm gonna use y/n so its YOU and Demi, I also having a link to Polyvore so you can easily imagine how your house, makeup, clothes and that stuff is ! I really want coments, suggestion and feedback so i can make it AWSOME for you guys. And I'm having a link for her living room, bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom, just inspiration for their house ! LET'S START ! :D

And an easier way to check out my stuff on polyvore is to go on my profile here to find a link to Polyvore to copy, or go to ddlovatoii.polyvore.com, I have written besides what the difference stuff is and when to use which outfit ! Enjoy ! :D

Living room: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112554559

Bathroom: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112556038

Kitchen: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112557019

Bedroom: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112560592

OUTFIT 1: w.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=112551899

Y/N POV:

So my name is y/n and I'm 17 years old, my life basically suck, easy said. I still live home, with my rich parents who hates me, my idol is Demi Lovato, she is the only reason why I'm still on my feets. I'm home alone since my parents are at work. I live in Las Vegas, no siblings cause my parents hate me, so why on earth should they want one more.. I heard some rumors that Demi is here but I have no idea, i've been really busy this last month, so I walk slowly up to my bedroom, turn on my macbook, and start typing in stuff like Demi Lovato in Las Vegas February 3, 'OH MY DEMI' she is here! I screamed to myself. what is she doing here i thought for myself. I made a new search, hmm'' I found nothing, is she just visiting? I heard a car parked outside, scared to death it was my dad, i hope my mom was with him! He didn't do anything to me when my mom was here. I quickly close my macbook and just hope to God my mom was there. I heard someone screamed in ''Hey fat ass where are you ?!'' Oh God no he is alone.. Dad quickly ran up the stair to my room ''There you are, ready for some fun time ha?'' He grabbed my arm and followed me to my bathroom, hitting me, ''Your so ugly y/n what happend, He hit me one more time before he said ''Since your mom isn't home and i want something only girls can give me i need to use you'' He took of my pants, i knew if i tried to stopp him he would only hurt me more, I can't remember my life without this, almost everyday, since i was maybe 3-4, I know its bad but this is my life. He pulled of his pants to, and then he started, pulling himself inside me, every time he went a little out he hit me, and every time was a little harder, his moan scream inside my ears, i felt tears down my cheek. He continued like this for a half an hour, till the front door was opend up, it was my mom, thank God she is home, ''Hey babe, where are you?'' my mom said, dad quickly pulled up his pants and went down stairs. Oh my.. He is finally done, i breath deep out and cried. I ripped off my leather jacket, slowly took my razor up, i pressed the blade hard against my wrist and pulled everything I could through my skin, or really just over old cuts, both my arms were filled with cuts, only cuts. New ones and old ones, my legs too. So most of the time i use long pants and i prefer a jacket. I didn't bother to wipe the blood away, it could just run down through my arm, and slowly to the ground, it didn't hurt down there anymore I'm so used to it..
I sat on the bathroom for about 20 minutes and then i finished up my stuff, after that I went to my room to put on some music, of course Demi. I sat on the Unbroken album and sang with, I would love to be an artist and an actor if I can make it, then I would do as Demi, tell my story so that others could be inspired. Thats the dream. In the middle of skyscraper i felt a little dizzy, maybe cause i lost a lot of blood, and then i just blacked out, i smiled to myself, maybe this finally was the end. No more bullies that break me down, no more dad who mess with me, no more mom who hit and scream to me, no more blood on the black carpet, no more puking in the toilet that are only blood since I hate food, and no more crying. It's finally over.