Miss Independent: A Demi Lovato Adoption Story |Under Editing| ✔️

Miss MAXimum Security

•Kalani's POV•
Boom! I heard. I looked around in the dark. Maybe it was nothing. I tried to settle back down. I looked across the room to see Isaac staring at me, and Oliver still sleeping. The boys decided to sleep in my room tonight. Clash! We heard once again. I would suspect it was Landon if she and Taylor didn't go out of town for the weekend with Paisley. Isaac hopped out of his bed and ran to mine. I could feel warm tears, streaming down my shirt. My baby was scared, really scared. "It's okay, bud. Mommy's right here, and Olly is okay see," I whispered, pointing to Oliver's crib. I pulled my phone off the charger, and called Joe.
"Hello." He answered in tired voice.
"Can you and mommy come over here. I think someone is in the house, but I'm not going out there to check." I said. I could hear shuffling, and stuff going on on the other side.
"Yeah, baby. Mommy and I are on our way, just stay where you are. Mommy already called Max. He should be there before use. He said he's gonna call when he gets there." Joe said. I heard footsteps getting closer to my room, and hung up. I prayed that Olly wouldn't wake up, since this is his normal feeding time. A creek of the floor sounded and the door knob turned, but a voice I thought I never hear flooded my ear gates.
"What are you doing here mate?" An Australian voice said. Max. I heard the person back up, and hit something.
"Stay here." I said to Isaac. Slowly, I slipped off the bed, and slightly opened the door. I saw Max,punch the male, and tackle him. Once I saw Max had him pinned, I turned on the hall light. The guy was only wearing a hat, and I clearly saw who it was. "RODNEY?" I screamed, not caring that I might have woken up Oliver. Soon, mom and dad rushed in.
"You know this guy?" Max asked. I nodded. "But how?" He said. I took a deep breath and bit my lip.
"He's... My rapist." I answered for the first time without crying. It actually felt good to know he didn't have that control over me. I went up and kicked him in the face.
"That was for raping me." I said, right before kicking him in the chest even harder. "That was scaring my boys," I kicked him for the last time with a smirk on my face, "And that was for fun." I said, going to get Olly from his crib.
"I'm gonna kill you bitch." He threatened. Mind you Max is still on top of him.
"Sure you will. Max please take him away." I said. Max nodded, taking out zip ties and securing his hand. Mom walked over to Isaac who was staring in the hall with tear stains.
"I'm gonna get some of Isaacs and Olly's things, and you guys are staying at ours tonight." Dad instructed. I knew fighting with him was pointless, so I'm just gonna go along with it. Plus, Isaac will feel safer if we weren't here.
•End POV•
At Jemi's house everyone was asleep, except Sarai and Adelaine. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Sarai whisper shouted. Adelaine laid on her bed completely high. Sarai rolled her eyes. "I swear if you get us kicked out of the first house that actually loves us, I will personally kick your ass." Sarai threatened, leaving Adelaine in her bed, and making a bed on the floor for herself.
The next morning Sarai woke Adelaine up with a bucket of water to the head. Quickly Adelaine sat up, catching her breath. "Mom is calling you get the hell up!" Sarai whispered. Adelaine took the towel Sarai was holding, and dried her self off the best she could before sprinting to her room and changing into pajamas.
"Ad-" Demi stopped herself, noticing Adelaine looking weird. "Are you okay?" Demi asked. Adelaine nodded, and noticed a bag of weed sticking out of her shoe. Luckily Demi didn't notice, but it was obvious with just a few more feet into the room. "Get dressed, I'm taking you guys to school." Demi said, closing her door back. Adelaine, ran over to her shoe and took the bag of weed, flushing it down the toilet.
"Damn it Adelaine. Stay clean tonight." She said to herself, starting a shower.
In the kitchen, Jackson, Harmony, Mallory, and Yasmin were having breakfast. "Mommy, is Benji gonna got to school too?" Yasmin asked, sticking a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.
"No baby. Benji, and Harmony are spending the day with Mommy." Demi answered. She felt Harmony push her face away from her breast, and knew what that meant. Demetria grabbed the burp cloth off the counter, and set Harmony in her shoulder to burp her. One handed, she fixed her nursing bra, and shirt back, and took off the feeding blanket.
"Why do you put that blanket on when you feed Harmony?" Mallory asked. Demi smiled, and continued to burp her.
"Because, she eats from my boob, and that is something I don't want you guys to see, yet or at all." Demi answered. Mallory and Yasmin nodded. Jackson threw his spoon in the air causing dry cereal to fly everywhere. "This is why we give you dry cereal." Demi said. Joe came down at the right time.
"Joseph you have a choice. Burp the baby or clean the cereal off the floor." Demi said, as Joe grabbed a banana off the counter.
"Come here Harmony." Joe said going for his daughter. Demi smirked and moved out the way.
"Let's try this again. Joseph you have a choice. Burp the baby," Demi shook her head, "Or clean up after your son." She nodded, and handed him the broom and dust pan.
"I guess I'm sweeping." Joe smiled.
"Good choice." Demi said going to the stairs. "Kids let's go or you will be late!" Demi yelled up the stairs. Sarai, Adelaine, Mallory, and Yasmin filed into the foyer. Demi handed Harmony to Sarai. "Male sure the little kids get into there car seats, and make sure Harmony burps, thanks love." Demi instructed. Sarai nodded and took the kids to the car. "Come on buddy." Demi said, as Jackson stretched out his arms for her to pick him up.
"Babe, he's still in his pajamas." Joe informed. Demi nodded.
"Tell him that. He won't change, and I don't have time to argue with a 2 year old." Demi said. Joe smiled, and kissed her cheek. Soon the house fell quiet, and empty. The house came back to life, when in walked a familiar stranger.
"Silly Hermosa, never changes the locks." The thick Spanish accent said. "I'm home." He smirked, shutting the door and getting to work.