Sleeping with a mother, demons, first time at the studio

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A/N: There will be some things that have the possibilities to trigger someone while reading this chapter. There will be trigger warnings that will be before, letting you know not to read it, an one at the end, letting you know when it is ok to read.

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DEMI POV

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"I am going after her." I say, walking to her room. "Alexis baby. Open up, it's mom." I say.

Alexis does not answer. I open the door to see her on her bed, in a fetal position rocking back and forth.

She is having a panic attack.

"Calm down." I say.

Alexis calms down and lays her head on my chest.

"Can I come to the studio tomorrow with you?" Alexis asks. "Also, can I get my phone back?"

"Sure. Just go to sleep." I say. 

Alexis eventually drifts off to sleep.

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ALEXIA POV

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*****Trigger Warning*****

I go to sleep. My dream was very weird. There were people mocking me, telling me that I don't belong in the Lovato household. That Demi was just feeling bad for me. I started to cry, silently. Somehow, I knew it was a dream, and I did not want to wake Demi up. I wake up, and Demi is gone. I get up, going into the bathroom to look in the mirror.

There are visible tear tracks on my cheeks. I wash them off. I go downstairs.

"Morning, Demi." I say.

"Morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" Demi asks.

I immediately think of my dream.

"Yeah." I lie.

What am I doing?

"Ok. Well, breakfast is ready, why don't you go wake your father, and I got your sister?" Demi asks.

"Sure." I smile.

I go upstairs to Demi and Wilmer's room. I walk in.

"Wilmer. Wilmer. Wake up. Wake up." I say.

"Kaylie. Go back to bed." Wilmer says.

I go emotionless. 

"Wilmer. I'm Alexis. Demi says it's time to get up." I say, walking away.

You're so worthless. Even your own Wilmer can't tell the difference between you and your sister. Y'all don't even look alike.

Sadly, I know that it is true.

"He's up." I say, sitting at the table.

"Alexis, are you ok?" Demi asks.

"Yeah. Just tired." I say, placing my head on the table.

"Ok. Well, here is breakfast." Wilmer says.

Don't eat it. You'll just get fatter.

I ignore them, shoving food down my throat. I finish, getting up and putting the plate in the sink.

"I'm going to get in the shower." I say.

I go upstairs, and I walk into my room, shutting the door. I walk into my bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

Turn the shower on.

I do that.

Kneel in front of the toilet.

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