Trainwreck

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"Ahh how I love going home" I think to myself as I look out of the train window. We are currently going over a brick bridge, the size of 4 train carriages. Below the bridge is what looks like a forest which looked especially magical as the top of it was covered with rain water and now the sun was shining and reflecting off the wet leaves. It also had a little river flowing through the centre.

I grab my camera and take a photo of it. "I bet that's a beautiful photo, just looking at the view itself is amazing" I hear behind me. I turn around to be met with my big sister Demi smiling at me. She comes and sits next to me before grabbing my camera and trying to figure out how to look at the photo I just took. She has a frown on her face in frustration at not knowing how to work the camera. "Ugh find that photo please, this camera has too many buttons!" She exclaims in frustration. I giggle at her and gently get the camera out of her hand and pressed the album button next to the screen. The photo popped up on the viewfinder screen only for Demi to go in a huff at how simple it was.

"I pressed that button" she muttered under her breath, expecting me not to hear her but I started laughing at her. She took the camera out of my hands and looked at the photo. "This is beautiful baby girl! You're so talented!" She says before placing the camera on the table and pulling me into a hug, with a proud smile on her face.

She pulls away but keeps one arm around my shoulder. "You excited to see mom again?" She whispers in my ear as I look out the window again. I turn my head a bit slower than normal to make sure nothing awkward happens and nod at her with a small smile.

Me and Demi had been spending the weekend together and instead of flying like we're used to, Demi suggested we get the train back home. It was so long but the views were incredible, much better than the boring clouds on a plane. There was something so peaceful about being on the train, the comfortable silence and being surrounded by nature.

I lean into Demi and feel my eyes start to close which didn't last when she started moving. I let out a long groan which she ignores. "Baby girl let me lean on the window and you can cuddle up to me and go to sleep" she says quietly before getting out of the seat. I slide across what was Demi's seat and get out. She gets in and signals for me to do the same. I took my shoes off to get comfier and put on my fluffy bed socks to get comfier.

Demi leans into the corner between the window and the seat and opens her arms for me. I carefully lean into her and get comfy. Her arm lay over my side, making me feel safe and my head on her chest where my ear is directly over her heart. The sound of the beating of her heart has always made me sleepy. She moves a bit underneath me to put her coat over me as a blanket. I love her scent. The sweetness of vanilla mixed with a hint of roses reminded me of home.

It was kinda weird because I always preferred Demi's cuddles and Demi's everything over our moms. You know that saying how apparently "a mother's arms are more comfortable than anyone else's"? Yeah that's not the case with me. I'd rather be in Demi's arms and cuddling her than my mom and they know it. Mom said it doesn't hurt her that that's how things are because she's glad I still have someone to go to and have such a great relationship with my sister. I do cuddle Madison and Dallas too but Demi's are my all time favourite.

Me and Demi have always been really close, she doesn't feel like a big sister, more like a mother and a best friend in one. I go to her about everything and she always tells me what's going on in her life and what she's doing in her career. It was the best relationship I could have with her, she may not tell me bad things but she is there for me and loves me like mom does. Any days she has off and is home, we all have a movie day but Demi makes sure I'm always at her side, even when we sleep. She keeps me close to her and says it "relaxes" her that I'm with her and okay and she feels like she can protect me from anything.

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