Demi's P.O.V.
"Marrisa, I can't do this anymore. I feel so bad all the time." I explain to my best friend ever.
"Demi, what's wrong?"
"I feel like I did before."
"Demetria Devonne Lovato, why didn't you tell anyone you were this bad. How long has this been going on?" Marissa sternly says over the phone. "Demi, how long?" She says when I don't answer.
"A year maybe. I don't remember."
"Demi, I am coming over right now. Don't do anything. Stay sitting on your couch with Freya. If you're not there when I get there, you will have a longer talk with me. I love you." She says
"Okay" Then I her her hang up. I go out to my couch in my sweats, a hoodie and my hair that hasn't been brushed since tour which was almost 3 months ago. Freya, my baby girl with Wilmer, is what has kept me from relapsing. I haven't showered since then either so I smell bad. My breath smells horrible because I haven't brushed them for about 2 weeks. I barely have been taking care of Freya. I feel like a bad mother. I really don't know how I got into this state. It all started with Wilmer.
Flashback
"Demi, you know how much I love you, right?" He says
"Of course."
"Well, that is going to make this even harder. Demi, I am filing for a divorce." He says
My mind shuts off and I can't even think. Well, all I can think about is my baby who will be here in about 3 months. Freya Fawn Lovato.
"Listen, I don't feel that spark anymore. Plus I am going to be a father soon." He says
"A father. By who?"
"Selena"
"GET OUT! I HAVE BEEN SO FAITHFUL AND YOU GO AND SLEEP WITH MY BEST FRIEND THEN GET HER PREGNANT! GET OUT!" I scream
He gets up and leaves.
That was also the day I lost my best friend. They have a daughter named Demi now, which makes it even more of a slap in the face.
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My Special Girls
FanfictionDemi has slipped into a severe depression. She is searching for someone to love and someone to love her. But she doesn't want a man. But then come the special girls.
