Nightingales (demi lovato fanfic)

My story

Elsa's POV

I took a deep preparing to tell Demi everything.

"I uhh. My family is." I couldn't find the right words. I was staring at my hands as memories flooded my mind. I tried to turn my brain off but once I started thinking I couldn't stop. Demi placed he hand on mine.

"I know this is really hard and I don't want to push it on you, I know you'll talk when you're ready but it's really important that you tell the court the whole truth."

I nodded and then my eyes met hers.

"What of you tell me about each person separately?" Demi suggested.

"Well, I uh, I have two little sisters."

"Really? How old are they?" she asked.

"Uhh there's Jazmine and she's 13 and Lydia and she's seven." I said quietly still looking at my hands.

"Do they get abused too?" Demi whispered looking down.

"Umm no. Dad and mum would never lay a hand on them."

"But they would to you?" she guessed.

"Mmm uh yeah." I chocked out. A few tears escaped my eyes. Don't cry Elsa. Don't fucking cry. My tears quickly turned into tears of anger towards my parents. It wasn't fucking fair that I got stuck with abusive parents. Why couldn't they just love me like they loved Jaz and Lydia? why did they have to make me so fucked up? then the anger turned towards myself. Maybe if you weren't so fucking stupid and fat they would love you. If you were pretty and skinny like Jaz and Lydia they would love you. I dug my nails into my palms as the tears continued to flow. Demi noticed and pulled me into her as she slowly unwrapped my fists.

"Don't do that Elsa, please. " she said softly.

"I'm sorry but I can't I just arrrr." I screamed.

"Shhh, it's ok." Demi assured me.

I pulled away with tears streaming down my face.

"I'm so stupid and maybe if I was more like my sisters and I was pretty and skinny my parents would love me and then they wouldn't abuse me and I could be normal and ughhh" I screamed. I caught Demi off guard and she grabbed my hand and looked me in the eye.

"Elsa it is not your fault that your parents are abusive ok? that is the first thing you must understand. And you are not ugly or fat. You are so beautiful and if any thing you are under weight, you definitely aren't fat. Ok?"

"Ok." I replied still with tears on my cheeks. She smiled sadly and pulled me into another hug.

There was a knock on the door followed by Selena's head poking around the corner.

"Hey, can I come in?" Selena asked.

"Yeah of course Sel." Demi said whilst I nodded. She came and sat on the other side of me. She smiled sadly at me and I returned the smile. She pulled me into a hug when she realised that tears were still forming in my eyes.

"Don't worry Elsa, you can do it. I promise. Me and Demi are here for you no matter what happens." She said into the top of my head.

"Thanks." I said as I pulled away.

"So it's nearly dinner time so do you guys want to go find somewhere to eat?" Sel asked.

"Yeah, I'm starving." Demi replied.

"Ok, well I'm going to go get some other clothes on and I'll meet you back here in 10 minutes?" Asked Sel

"Yeah, sounds good." Demi said.

Selena left the room and went back to her hotel room.

"Uhh Demi I kind of don't have any clothes." I said as she walled over to the massive suitcase that one of the guide tours bought up.

"Oh uhh, I'll see what I have that will fit you." she said looking through her suitcase. She pulled out a knitted jumper and some tights. She walked over to me and handed me the clothes.

"They will probably hang off you but they'll do."

"Thank you." I said taking the clothes.

"I'm going to have a quick shower and you can have one after me, ok?"

"Ok, Thank you." I said again.