time

sixteen.

So this isn't my favourite chapter but I hope you enjoy it anyway. There is only one more chapter and an epilogue of this to go with the possibility of a sequel because I'm kinda liking this little family dynamic.

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eleven months old.

18lbs 2oz. Started walking around holding onto furniture and can stand on her own for around a minute. Points to objects around her. Loves cheese and banana bread.

'Hey, Demi... How are you?' Jay Glazer asks as Demi makes her way into Unbreakable with Pearl balanced on her hip.

'I'm okay.' Demi replies and Jay nods his head.

'I'm glad. You know we're always here for you regardless of what you need... If it's a chat or just somewhere to have some times to yourself.' He says causing her to smile slightly.

'Thank you. I'm just going to do some light cardio work today.' She replies and he nods his head.

'Okay.' He says. Making her way to through to the changing room she quickly puts her stuff in the locker before making her way back out to the floor.

'There's one of my favourite tiny humans!' Kim says grinning as Demi makes her way towards her with Pearl in her arms.

'How are you doing, lovely?' Kim asks as she takes Pearl into her arms.

'Oh, you know. Just trying to take things day by day.' Demi replies.

'How's Wilmer doing?' Kim asks and Demi shrugs her shoulders.

'He's doing okay. He gets out in a few weeks, just before Pearl's first birthday.' Demi replies getting on the treadmill as Kim places Pearl on the floor and holds the little girl's hands as she begins to walk.

'That's good then, isn't it?' Kim asks.

'Yeah. I just- This past month has made me realise the hell I put my family through. I'll never forget walking into that room and seeing him lying on the bed.' Demi admits turning the incline up on the treadmill.

'The main thing is he's getting help now, isn't he?' Kim says and Demi nods her head.

'Yeah, I guess.' Demi replies.

'What time does Pearl's party start at?' Kim asks.

'It's one to three... It's not going to be a big thing but we want our close friends and family to celebrate with us.' Demi replies causing Kim to smile.

'That's perfectly understandable. Pearl will have a great day either way.' Kim says smiling.

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two weeks later

It's a little after 1pm when she hears the front door open and two sets of footsteps make their way into the hall. Biting her bottom lip she can't control the tears that instantly fill her eyes. Remaining on the sofa, she leans forward and uses her hands to cover her face.

'Nena?' Wilmer says and Demi shakes her head.

'I'm okay.' She mumbles.

'No you're not. What's wrong?' Wilmer asks.

'I said I'm fine, okay.' Demi says.

'Why don't you take your stuff upstairs, Wilmer?' Mike suggests as Demi doesn't even attempt to move from the sofa. Sighing Wilmer makes his way upstairs as Mike moves to bend down in front of Demi.

'What's going on?' He asks and she shrugs her shoulders.

'I just- I've been so overwhelmed, Mike.' She admits as he grabs a tissue from the table and passes it to her.

'With Wilmer?' Mike asks.

'Wilmer, the miscarriage... Everything happened at once.' Demi replies.

'Miscarriage?' Mike asks.

'Few days after Wilmer overdosed.' She replies quietly.

'I'm so sorry, Demi; I had no idea or else I would've checked in more. How have you been?' He asks.

'No one really knew, only Danielle... I've struggled especially the first few weeks.' She says.

'Have you relapsed at all?' He asks.

'A few times...' She admits.

'Why didn't you come to me?' He asks.

'Because I needed you to focus on Wilmer. I went to Danielle and she was absolutely great.' She replies.

'Why didn't you tell me?' A voice asks and she turns to see Wilmer standing behind her with tears in his eyes.

'Because you were in such a dark place, Wilmer. I needed you to get better.' She replies standing up. Slowly she makes her way round to stand in front of him before placing her hands on his cheeks.

'I'm so sorry.' He almost whispers and she shakes her head.

'Don't you dare apologise.' She says.

'I should've been here... I promised I'd always be here.' He replies shaking his head.

'You don't have to be the strong one all the time, Wilmer. I'm okay, I promise. I know how to deal with minor relapses. You're better now and you're home; we're both going to be just fine.' She says softly leaning forward to kiss him. After overdosing Wilmer was treated in hospital and diagnosed with depression. After talking things over with a counsellor it was decided that it was best for him to receive in-patient treatment so he went off to a treatment centre with the help of Mike.

'I really am sorry you've had to go through everything on your own.' Wilmer says wrapping his arms around her.

'I know you are.' She replies quietly.