Not My Sister (Demi Lovato Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9

Demi's pov

"HE IS WHAT?!" She screamed at me. "He. Is. Your. Dad!" I replied slowly. "That's not true!"

"Oh it isn't, yeah you would know because you gave birth to yourself right?"

She shook her head slightly. "How can this be? That means you had me when you were 13!"

She pulled a look. "Nasty!" I felt anger burn inside me. "Shut up! I didn't want you so do me a favour go and never come back." She bit her bottom lip. "Y-You don't mean t-that right? Wouldn't you care if I died o-or went away?"

I hung my head in shame and nodded. Why am I being so horrible to her? Not realising I said it aloud.

"You really want me to answer that right now?" I opened my mouth to protest but kept it shut. "Thought so! Now excuse me I'm going to speak to my father!" She spat.

"No you are not. You will stay here."

"Yeah whatever, but answer this question. Why do you hate me so much?"

I sat down on the bed. "I don't hate you." I mumbled. "Really that's kinda hard to believe. Don't you realise,what you are doing is slowly but surely killing me. You don't even understand the pain I've been through." She muttered at the end. I sighed lightly, and patted the spot next to me. She hesitantly walked over. Sitting far away as possible.

I don't blame her. I'm a monster to her. "Dani, you weren't planned. It happened because Nick and I were wild people when we were young. So that led to sleeping with him.Then you were concived and it wasn't meant to happen. When I told him he said he was too young and and I should get an abortion. So I lied to him saying that I did, and that's why you were raised as my sister." I looked at her and saw tears falling down her cheeks.

"H-he...Y-Your right nobody want's m-me." She spoke in between sobs. "That's not true. I still want you." I ressured her.

"STOP! S-Stop lying to m-me I know you don't want me. Y-You hate me, I-I know your trying to get me in your arms s-so you can hurt me a-again." She sobbed loudly. I moved over to her and picked her up.

Setting her on my lap. She try to pry my fingers off her but nothing worked.

Just then the door swung open revealing a tired out Nick. "Nick?What are you doing?"

"Demi she has the right to know." I shook my head. "She already does Nick! Get out!"

"No! Daniella come to me please." She shook her head. "I can't, it hurts, it hurts."

"Babygirl what hurts." She pointed to my fingers and I instantly let her go. She got up and ran to Nick, who picked her up. And then I heard the word I thought I'd never hear.

"Daddy."

"Shh princess I'm here. Daddy's here." Tears fell upon my cheeks, how can she call him Daddy in less than an hour. Yet with me takes forever.

"Nick?Do you hate me?"

He sighed and motioned me over. I got up and went to his side. "No Demi,I don't. I should of helped you I should of raised our daughter together. Even if we were both young." I nodded not letting any words come out. But instead just looking into his eyes as he did the same to me. Before we knew it our lips connected and I felt fireworks like never before.

I don't even think fireworks describe what I feel right now. We pulled away in sync,catching our breath.

"I've missed you." He smiled down at me. "I've missed you too Demi."

He frowned and looked at Daniella's sleeping body, with tear tracks down her face. "Demi she seems so broken. Why?"

"I've hurt her Nick so much,I keep saying I'm sorry but she won't accept it. She's tired of fighting and so am I. I just want her to forgive me." I sobbed on his shoulder as his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Shh Demi. You do know your gonna have to tell me the whole story right?"

I nodded. "Well?"

I gulped. "Errm well you see..."

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"...Yeah so that's what happened. I'm sorry Nick please don't be mad."

"DON'T BE MAD! DEMETRIA I'M BEYOND MAD. ARE YOU CRAZY?! WHY WOULD YOU HURT HER THAT WAY. SHE'S COMING WITH ME EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT." He screamed at me. I shrunk back in fear.

He grabbed Daniella's sleeping body gently.He looked at me. And I tell you, if looks could kill, I would be dust like literally. He walked out of the room, well stomped.

He never said goodbye. Not even once but I don't deserve one. Not ever. I'm starting to hate myself you know but I need to stop.

These tears are not even enough for what Daniella has gone through.

My happiness has officially gone, if it even existed...

A/N I will update soon, thank you

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