Abandoned

Backround

Savanna POV

Hell... That pretty much explains my life. Maybe I should start from the beginning... But in someone else's point of view...

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Demi POV

"Good Job..." My mother says as my second twin is born.

Should I be filled with joy? Yes

Am I? No

Why?

Because I get to see my beautiful babies, and then give them away.

I'm eighteen and once I leave the hospital I'm going to Rehab for an eating disorder, cutting, anorexia, bulimia, drug and alcohol addiction... Everything. Worst part... I don't get to watch my babies grow up.

I got knocked up from some guy I met in the bar on a tour with the Jonas Brothers. I found out I was pregnant with a baby girl and cancelled the tour... Well my management did.

I was sent home to be watched twenty four seven. It's not good to be pregnant and anorexic. Triggers many things as you grow. You have to nurture the growing human being inside you and can't even nurture yourself... Then I found out there was a little boy in there as well.

I'm seven months pregnant and had to deliver early via c-section due to my issues. I wasn't watched enough... Made a mistake and now my babies are fighting for there lives.

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{THE NEXT DAY}

I wake up in pain from the surgery. My mom helps me into the wheel chair and wheels me down to the NICU.

The babies are by each other in incubators attached to breathing tubes... Well my son is. My daughter is a little bigger and isn't attached to much. They tell me I'm allowed to hold her but not him. He's too fragile. I hold her and feed her, crying the entire time knowing once I get out of her I'm never gonna see them again due to the closed adoption.

The nurse walks in.

"The parents have agreed... If you would like too, to name the babies." She says. I nod.

"Do you need them now?"

She smiles. "No. Whenever you find the perfect names just let me know."

I smile at her sweetness as she walks away.

The week in the hospital passes too soon. I'm leaving the hospital... Leaving to go to a rehab center in Illinois... Leaving my babies forever.

I go to the NICU one more time. The parents aren't there. I'm not allowed to know who they are. It's part of the closed adoption.

My mom comes with me. I walk in and hold my daughter, Savanna Grace, for thirty minutes. I put her back and go over to my son, Aaron Jacob and start balling.

"I'm never gonna get to hold my son..." I say crying. He's still too little. Three pounds, four ounces. He can't breathe or eat by himself... And after today, I don't know if he's gonna make it or not.

I kiss my fingers and touch his hand through the incubator. He moves his little hand as I touch it and smile.

"Love you guys..." I say before my mom leads me out... Away from my kids forever...

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Savanna POV

Fourteen years later... after rehab, four more albums, five more tours, tv shows, movies... She still hasn't come back for us and that's why Mark and Linda are my parents... Not Demi or that man whore she hooked up with...

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