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Demi's pov
I put on my panties and red short dress as I hear a knock on my changing room. "You're up in five, Demi."
As you hear this you would probably think I'm singer who's preparing for a performance on stage but that's only in my biggest dreams, in real life it's just a little different. In real life I'm just stripper who's preparing to give some show away while dancing around some rod or giving a lap dance to some random horny guys or in my case to some random horny girls.
Eva's pov
The tears are in my eyes and I need them to get out of my eyes but I can't let them roll down my cheek. I can't because everyone will know then. Everyone will know I'm a lesbian, Everyone will judge me.
"God hate gays."
"If you're gay let someone heal you"
"God made Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve"
"So children, what's your opinion about the sermon?" Dad asks as we are all back home again after church.
"I do totally agree with vicar James, Homosexuals shouldn't be welcome in church." Rachel, my 17 year old little sister, says.
"Shouldn't be welcome, shouldn't be welcome... There need to be more. They should all burn in hell and--" My oldest brother, Samuel, says but David ,my twin, interrupts him. "Now your going to far. Shouldn't we give those people a chance? Not a chance to be gay but a chance to heal and change? We can help them getting over their sins so they can be straight."
And those words from David ,my own twin brother, are hurting me the most. Gays can't be healed. I can't be healed. They should have known how many times I have laid in my bed ,crying and praying, to asked God to heal me, to make straight. I did that since I was fourteen and now that I'm 21 I have realized that this won't go away. I'm a lesbian and it's time accept that fact.
"Eva, How about you?" My mom asks softly, interrupting my thoughts.
I bit on my inner cheek before I start talking. "I err... I don't know. We are talking about humans and every human needs love and acceptance and we as christians should be a example to the world and give everyone love, even the gays because the probably need it the most."
I let out a deep breathe and look nervous around to see their reactions. Rachel & David look at me with big eyes, Dad & Samuel are both shaking their heads but mom, mom looks at me with disappointment in her eyes, does she know?
Before they can say something I run out of the room mumbling something about 'going for a walk'.
I let the tears run down my face as I walk around in the city. My city here in Dallas, Texas.
The city were I was born and raised. The city which I loved but also the city were I never was loved. Not by anyone. I was never good enough for anyone. My dad only cares about his sons ,Samuel & David. My mom? Mom does love me but all of her attention goes to Rachel since Rachel is the perfect one and I, well I'm just different. I've never been a cheerleader, or been populair, I'm not easy to make friends with unlike Rachel. I have always been different than others.
I sigh and let my thoughts for what they are and go sit on a little bridge with my legs on one side of the edge.
I need to let my feelings out. The feelings I have for girls and at this point there's only one solution for that.
The strip club.
With shaking legs I walk to the centrum of Dallas. I know exactly where I have to be since I have walked past it so many times, wondering if I would go in there but I never had the courage. But this time it's different. I can't keep it all inside anymore. It's time to let it all out.
'sinner, sinner, sinner.' Are the voices in my head saying but I shake them off as well as the disappointed eyes of mom and dad, which I already see in my head.
I lay my hand on the door heck from the club and open it. The music is loud and people are dancing everywhere. I walk around, trying to take everything in but in realiity there's only one thing ,or better said only one person, I see. She's in the middle of the club dancing around a rod. She's wearing some panties and a short red dress. One side of her head is shaved and the other side is cut short while it's dyed black with blue. She's breathtaking.
I blush as she suddenly winks at me. With her wisefinger she tells me to come to her and I laugh shyly before walking towards her.
"Hi I'm Demi" Her sexy low voice is saying in my ear as I arrive.
Demi's pov
"Hi I'm Demi" I whisper in the ear of the girl in front of me. She's so sexy. Or no sexy isn't the good word. Her curly brown hair and thoughtful brown eyes make her gorgeous. Yeah, gorgeous is the good word.
"I'm done in an half hour, you're still her then? I can give you some good turn ya know?"
My heart skips a beat as she bits her lip. "But I have no money."
My eyes light up. this is even better. "it's okay, you can come to my house. That's not usual but everything for such a gorgeous girl." I lick my lips.
"Okay, see you at the exit in an half hour." Is her answer and I see the worry standing in her eyes. but I ignore it. "Deal" I say before she walks away.
Tonight I will get some and this time I won't feel like a slave, for the first time in years. This time I won't get paid for it . This time it will be with a breathtaking girl, who gives me the feeling like I already know here for years.
Ohh little did I know this would end with some hopeless love?
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Hey guys,
so first chapter! Idk... I have pretty big plans but this was just to introduce the story a bit. Just tell what you think so I know if I should continue this or nah.
- Maritha (:
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Hopeless Love (demi lovato lesbian fanfic)
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