Nightingales (demi lovato fanfic)

Demi's meeting

Demi's POV

I sat in a small room with a laywer that was taking notes and a police officer who was asking questions. 

"Good morning miss Lovato, I am Ryan and your laywer for this case is Dave but as he is busy talking to Elsa this is Charlie." The police man said gesturing to the lawyer.

"Hi." I smiled politly at them.

"So, you would like custody over Elsa May Carlington?" Ryan asked.

"Yes I would." 

"Ok so we need to ask a few questions and find out a few things about you if thats ok? Of course everything will be confidential."

I smiled and nodded, waiting for them to proceed. 

"Why do you believe that Elsa isn't safe in her household?"

"Uh, When I found Elsa she was in the middle of the bush and she had been severly beaten. She was, um, trying to end her life." I said, letting my eyes trail to my hands that were on my knee.

"Do you know who she was beaten by?"

"She didn't tell me much but she did say that the bruises and scars on her back were from her parents. She was in her school uniform so I'm not sure if the fresh bruises and cuts were from her parents or someone else."

"Who else do you suspect they could have been from?"

"When we found her she had a text message on her phone from a girl who said they couldn't be friends anymore. she was also called some really nasty names in it." I said as Charlie recorded everything on the paper.

"So it's possible that she is bullied as well?"

"Yes." I replied.

"And you are fairly positive that her parents do abuse her?"

"Yes."

"Did she ever tell you about her sisters? Were they abused too?"

"She said that her parents would never lay a hand on her sisters because they were perfect and she believes that she isn't. She believed that she was the mistake,  the practice, the failure."

"Uh, you said when you foun her she was trying to commit suicide. Is that correct?"

"Yes."

"Can you please explain that?"

"I was hiking with a friend who saw her first. She called to me and we ran to her and took the blade off her. She was cutting her wrists and she was screaming for the blade to go deeper. I grabbed her and she got scared but calmed down quickly when she realised that I wasn't going to hurt her. She cried into my shoulder and my friend found her phone which happened to have a photo of me as the screen saver so I told her that I was there and she was going to be ok and she calmed down. Then she passed out. So we took her to our campsite and layed her down and she fell asleep so we left her there. She woke up and we told her that we were going to help her find her parents but there was no way we were gettting her to go to her parents so I told her that if she talked to me and explained why I would do my best to help her and now I'm here." I explained trying not to cry.

"Miss Lovato we understnad that you live in america. If you were to get custody of Elsa hoe would you make that work?"

"I guess I would take her to america with me if she was hapy to or I would move here. It would be her choice."

"So you are fully dedicated to this child?"

"Yes. I love her."

I had to come back tomorrow for the trail where I would see Elsa. Then if that went how I wanted to it I would have a joint meeting with Elsa and everyone else The day after. I caught a taxi back to the Perth arena and snuck in through the back. Selena was in her dressing room warming up.

"How'd it go Dem's?" She asked coming to sit down next to me.

"I better get custody over her." I said looking up at the roof. Before I knew it tears were forming in my eyes and Sel pulled me into her.

"Demi it will all work. God will do what's best for her and at the moment you are what's best for her." she said hugging me.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Selena, 5 minutes!" a stage crew member called.

"I'm coming!" replied Sel. "Are you allright?"

"Yeah, I just had to let that out." I smiled up at her. She smiled back and then ran out to get into position. I collapsed back into the couch and closed my eyes, hoping that Elsa was staying strong.

Elsa's POV

As soon as I got back to the centre I collapsed onto my bed. I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn't come out. I needed to release my emotions but the only way I knew how to was cutting. I bought my knees up to my chest and hugged them tightly, thinking about facing my parents tomorrow. I was dreading what they were going to say. I needed Demi. I needed to tell her before they did.