Nevaeh's POV:
I walk along the quiet hallway, only stopping once I reach the closed wooden studio door. No one else is here normally, it makes it the perfect time to come here because no one is EVER here this time of night. I swing the solid wooden door open wide, walking in with a smile on my lips and the sight I never thought I would have to ever see..
My eyes fall to Demi, she's curled up on the ground in a ball on the floor. Her hands covering her face as her whole body shakes and loud sobs escape her mouth. I don't think she heard me walk in but I honestly wish she did because it hurts so fucking bad to see her so broken.
The girl laying on the floor in a ball with her head in her hands as she sobs uncontrollably, was the one person I remember entering treatment 3 years ago for nearly all the same issues I went through. When she left treatment after her stint in rehab, she came out with the want to raise awareness and help people who are suffering through the same things she did. She reached out to every teenage girl and young adult women to let them know it is okay not to be okay. She made them realise that they aren't alone if they just turn on her music she is with them even if not physically. She doesn't know it but she is the very strong and beautiful girl who's music helped save me, it made me see that I'm actually not alone. Now, my role model is curled in a ball on the floor crying and it hurts like hell.
I sit down, my legs crossed as I pull Demi's body onto my lap. I wrap my arms around her protectively, rubbing circles in her back as I rock us back and forth.
"Dem, it will be okay.. I'm here beautiful..,". I coo into her ear, her head sliding comfortably into the crook of my neck as her tears fall down, hitting my boobs.
"N-NeNe, c-can you s-sing t-to m-me?" She asks trying her best to control the sobs falling from her lips, but failing miserably.
"Anything for you DemDem!" I say kissing her head as a soft whimper escapes her lips being muffled by my neck.
She snuggles into my neck, her hands holding my band tee as they shake uncontrollably.
"You know the bed feels warmer
Sleeping here alone
You know I dream in colour
And do the things I wan
You think you got the best of me
Think you've had the last laugh
Bet you think that everything good is gone
Think you left me broken down
Think that I'd come running back
Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
You heard that I was starting over with someone new
They told you I was moving on over you
You didn't think that I'd come back
I'd come back swinging
You try to break me, but you see
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
Thanks to you I got a new thing started
Thanks to you I'm not the broken-hearted
Thanks to you I'm finally thinking about me
You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning
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For The Love Of A Daughter (Demi Lovato) (COMPLETED) {1}
FanfictionNevaeh Reid. Nevaeh grew up in Adelaide, South Australia. Her family moved from the only place she knew as home to New York. She was only 7 years old.. Nevaeh is a very smart, talented and strong beautiful girl. Her life has been turned up side down...
