Demi Lovato's Maternal Instints

I'm Sorry

Elizabeth's POV

It's been a few months since Demi adopted me. I would say it would about five months, but I have trouble with numbers. Demi has been really busy lately, so we don't spend much time together. We basically just sleep and eat breakfast together, nothing more. Only occationaly Demi would have the day off.

She finally finishes tour this weekend, when we fly to Dallas. Then me and Demi get to spend a week together before kindergarden starts. I'm enrolled in a private school for kids, or atleast that's what Demi said.

I haven't seen or talked to her since last night. Camila, from Fifth Harmony has been watching me. She can be very childish.

I sat on the hotel bed waiting for Camila to order 'room service'. It's amazing how you can call someone for food then it magically appears at your door in a nice cart. She brought the tray of food containing my favorite cereal, cinammon toast crunch, fruit salad, milk and Camila's breakfast. She ordered pancakes and a black water, called coffee. Once Demi told me to taste some at startbucks, it tastes yucky. Me and Camila joked around while eating our breakfast.

"Camila..... when is Demi coming?" I asked eating a piece of water melon. "Well... she said she'd be here by lunch time... " She smiled at me, so I faked one for her. I had gotten the hang of faking smiles. I sighed as I finished my breakfast, place the dishes on the tray then sat down to color a picture. I drew a big sun, and birds and trees. I then drew Demi with a microphone on her hand then on the corner of a paper I drew me.

I always drew what I was feeling or imagening. I heard someone whisper "Maybe she is sick and tired of you? Of course she is, she is a pop star, why would she be tied to a stupid little girl, when she has fame and fortune? You got attatched to her, and now what? She will return you in a matter of days, maybe even hours." I looked around but nobody was there. Camila walked to me and sat next to me. "What'cha drawing, squirt?"

I hid the paper so she would see it. But she grabbed it gently seeing the picture. I stood up and snatched it away from her yelling "Can't you leave me alone?! Can you leave me in peace? For all I now is that I have a few days before I'm taken back to the orphanage. Might as well enjoy them in peace!"

Camila looked stunned, her eyes were wide as I stomped angrily. "Demi forgot about me! She d-doesn't care. I know she is go-nna send me back! I know she's sick and tired of me! That's why we don't see each-other any more!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I felt tears on my face. I rambled "She doesn't say goodn-night or goodmorning. She doesn't sing me to sleep or tuck me in. She won't call me her babygirl. She won't hug me at night, or play with my hair while I take a bath. She doesn't even remember to say I love you or give me kisses."

I was in tears. I was angry at everything, I wanted to hit something. My vision got blurry, so I decided to stike at something. Everything went black, it happened so fast.

Demi's POV

I was opening the door to the hotel room, right before I heared someone yelling things. It was Elizabeth. I stayed with my ear on the door to hear what was happening. I heard her say how she thought I'm sick of her, how I'm not with her anymore. I heard everything. My heart ached. I've been so caught up on work, I left my precious baby. I heard some things break and screams. "Stop! Eli stop!" I heard Camilla yell.

I swung the door open, shocked. There were broken vases everywhere, the mirror was cranked. Elizabeth started hitting Camilla with full speed. I ran to her pulling her away. "Elizabeth! Stop!" I yelled in a stern tone. I know I shouldn't be too hard on her. She opened her eyes, then tears started to fall. "What the hell did you do?" I asked trying to sound calm.