Pinkie Promise? [Katy Perry Fan Fiction]

They're Not Real, They Don't Exist

Destiny sprinted quickly after Demi, panic racing through her. When she reached the bathroom she could hear soft sobs leaking out of one of the cubicles.

"That must be Demi," she thought fearfully. Now she was here she didn't know what to do. Should she call out? Should she apologize? Or should she just wait for Demi to come out in her own time? Destiny felt a cold tear roll down her face. She just didn't know what to do. She couldn't run away this time. It was her fault Demi was crying after all.

"D-demi?" She whispered, fear laced in her voice. "Demi, is that you?" Demi didn't answer. Her sobbing did stop though, proving she had heard Destiny. "I didn't mean it... I just-..." Destiny stopped. She couldn't tell Demi why she had acted so badly. She couldn't tell Demi anything. Nobody could know about her. It wasn't anyone's business anyway! Slowly the lock of the cubicle began to turn, clicking as it unlocked. Destiny glanced around nervously before shuffling in.

What she saw was enough to make her blood run cold. There was Demi, sitting on her knees, bent over, shaking uncontrollably as tears tore down her face. Destiny gasped and bent down to Demi's level. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't. But Demi could.

"You've got a real mean streak, Destiny Hope... I haven't been out of rehab that long. I'm not fully recovered yet. I'm still a working progress. I nearly purged because of you," she whispered harshly. Destiny backed slowly away from Demi, suddenly very scared. "I was looking after you. You wanted to come with me, remember? I was trying to be nice. I said I'd be your councillor so you could go back with Katy. You need to stop pushing people away Destiny. Or there won't be anybody left..." Destiny shook her head violently, wishing she was at home looking after her siblings just like before. When nobody knew about her. When everything was normal.

"But-but you didn't purge... That's a good thing, right? This proves how strong you are," Destiny said desperately. Demi didn't even look up at her, like she hadn't heard. "I know you're strong... Everyone does..." Demi sighed and looked up into Destiny's eyes.

"And you can be strong too," she said. "I promise it does bet better Destiny. Lots of people want to help you. It's breaking Katy's heart seeing you like this! But you have to want the help. You have to want to get better. The strongest people are brave enough to ask for help, instead of living in denial." Destiny smiled slightly at that.

"That's what you said on Twitter about Selena Gomez," she said softly. Demi nodded and nudged her gently.

"Well its true, isn't it?" She pointed out. "Come on, lets get some food in your stomach..." Destiny began to object again and started to back away. Demi quickly caught her wrists and held on tightly. "Nope, no arguments. You owe me Missy!" Destiny wriggled furiously.

"Okay! Okay! Just please let go of my wrists! You're hurting," she whimpered. Demi nodded, but still kept Destiny close to her side. She would have to eat this time!

Destiny bent her head deep over the toilet seat and threw up for about the third time that evening. Her eye's streamed with tears as she vomited, pain shooting threw her since there was nothing left to come up. Katy, Demi, Angela and Shannon were all in Demi's room talking about what to do with Destiny. Once she had arrived back from shopping with Demi Katy had decided that they needed to sort out some 'details', as she'd put it, which Destiny didn't need to be there for. To be honest Destiny was fine with being in her and Katy's room alone, as it meant that she could purge in peace. It was Demi's fault she had to. Demi had made her eat three whole chicken nuggets and a handful of chips. Destiny hadn't eaten that much in months! She had been dying to get it out of her the second it touched her mouth, but of course she'd had to wait until she was alone.

"Wow Destiny, you actually ate it! You absolut PIG! You are so fat," the voices cried angrily. "Even if you purged for DAY'S you wouldn't get all that fat out of you. You ate McDonald's for God's sake! McDonald's of all things!" Destiny whimpered and curled up in a tiny ball. The bathroom stank of sick, which only made her feel worse. She desperately wanted to get to her razor, but she didn't have the energy to find it anymore.

"Katy," she whispered miserably. "Where are you? I need you... Katy?"

Meanwhile Katy, Demi, Angela and Shannon had just finished their 'meeting'. Shannon had suggested that Katy should bring in Destiny to tell her their ideas. It was, after all, only fair that Destiny knew what was going on. Katy was happy with this idea. She was terrified everytime Destiny was out of her sight. Who knew what Destiny would do if she was alone for too long? Katy quickly unlocked the door to her room but was greeted by two empty beds and no Destiny.

"Katy? Where are you? I need you... Katy?" A weak voice whispered into the dark room. Every hair on Katy's body stood on end as she rushed towards the bathroom. The strong stench of sick flew into her nose the second she got too close. But the sight of Destiny's arm sticking out from behind the half closed door drove her on. Katy dropped to Destiny's side, not daring to look at the sick filled toilet.

"Destiny, what happened? Are you sick?" She asked worriedly. Destiny shook her head.

"N-no, but it hurts Katy..." She whined miserably. "It hurts a lot and it won't go away..." Destiny sounded like a small poorly child, wanting her Mum to make her better. It made Katy's heart break, thinking of that. She had missed Destiny as a child. She had missed so much.

"Shhh Sweetie, just tell me where it hurts. I'll make it better, shhh..." She soothed and stroked Destiny's hair.

"Head," Destiny answered. "The voices hurt..." Katy flinched at that. Voices again. They hurt Destiny so much and there wasn't anything she could do about it.

"What did you do before to make them go away?" She asked, knowing Destiny must have done something before she was there.

"Cut," Destiny stated simply. "I have my razor?" Katy gripped Destiny's slightly open hand tightly, knowing it was open for the razor.

"No!" She snapped. "There must be something else. What did you do when you were little if you had a nightmare?"

"I did what Prue's Mum told her to do on Charmed," Destiny said quietly. The first thing Katy thought was why a young child would be watching Charmed since it was actually a fifteen!

"What did Prue's Mum say?" Katy prompted.

"To tell be demons and monsters that they're not real and they don't exist," Destiny replied quietly. "It worked everytime..." Katy scooped Destiny up and cradled her in her lap.

"Well that's what you've got to say to the voices, your demons. Tell them they're not real and they don't exist," Katy whispered into her hair. "Remember, it works everytime..."