My life is not perfect, but who's is? I wake up each morning, with two legs, two arms, a heart that beats and a roof over my head. So I have nothing to complain about. I wear clothes that are washed and dried everyday and hair that I wash twice a week. I complete my outfit with a smile I've leaned to wear, assuring everyone that I am okay. If the definition of okay was; "Feeling worthless, unloved, unwanted, tired etc. but still managing to smile past the pain." Then I am definitely 'okay'.
One week. One more week of this hell until I can meet my savior. The pain will instantly be gone for that short time I am with her, but that's all I really need. For the pain to be released so I can finally breathe fresh air. After that short time, I know the pain, the memories, the past and the constant demons in my head will come back. I will hopefully know how to control it all, after that short time. That short time of finally meeting Demi Lovato.
(This story may be triggering to some people. So please do not read if you feel uncomftable with what it is about.)
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Broken. (Demi Lovato Fan Fiction)
FanfictionRikki is still searching for that light at the end of the tunnel. Thinking the light is death, and the dark tunnel is life. Screaming on the inside, but know one can hear her. Scar's on the outside, but know one sees. Will everything change after sh...
