So... I ended up in treatment.
I hated it. I really did.
And I thought my biggest problem was me being there and me having those illnesses...
But another problem was added to my list when I realized that my period was not coming.
And I went insane. I was just so scared.
"Miss Lovato, Wilmer Valderrama and your parents are here to see you. Do you want to see them? " The nurse said.
I looked up at her.
"I just want to see Wilmer. Tell my parents I need to talk privately with them"
The nurse nodded her head and walked away.
I waited nervously until the door got open and Wilmer appeared there. This was the third time he came to visit me.
He came every single weekend and that made me realize that he really cared. That he loved me. And I loved him too.
"Sweetheart, is everything alright?" He looked worried.
I just walkes up to him and hugged him. I had missed him. I needed him.
"I've missed you"
"I've missed you too, nena"
I sighed and pulled away. Our eyes met.
"Wilmer... My period is not coming"
He gasped.
"I have nauseas also... I'm afraid, Wilmer. What if I'm pregnant?"
"Pregnant?" He was also afraid.
"Yeah..."
"And who would be the father?"
"You, of course" I replied, seriously looking into his eyes.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Of course I am! Wilmer! What are you trying to say?!"
He just swallowed and then introduced his hands into his pockets.
"Well... Maybe you fucked someone while partying on tour... Maybe accidentally"
I couldn't stop myself from slapping his face.
"Wilmer, I'm sure it's your child"
"You aren't even sure about the fact that you're pregnant"
After that, he turned around and left me alone. I rolled my eyes and sat down.
I remember myself feeling like I had been wrong. He did not really care about me or, at least, that was what I felt.
"Sweetie, how are you?" My mom's voice brought me back to reality. I stood up to welcome her with a hug. Then I hugged dad.
"Hey dad. Hey mom. I'm good" I smiled at them.
"What's up with Wilmer?" Mom wanted to know.
I shrugged.
"He's too old for you anyways" Dad's comment made me angry.
"Dad, I love him and you guys know it!"
Yes, I had told them about my 'relationship' with Wilmer. They didn't really like me dating him but when they saw how caring he was and the things he did for me, they kind of changed their mind.
"Yes, yes we know, honey. We accept that" Mom quickly said, sending my dad a death glare. He cleared his throath.
"Yeah, that's true... I'm sorry Dem"
"It's okay"
After talking for an hour, they left.
I really missed Madison but I had to wait until I could see her. I had to get better. I didn't want her to see me like this.
Nauseas quickly came back and, before I noticed it, I was throwing up. The nurses noticed that and started to panick, thinking I was purging.
"Doctor, she's been purging lately" Sarah, one of those annoying nurses told the doctor.
Mrs. Smith, the doctor, looked at me.
"I was not purging. I swear. I'm sick, that's it" I defend myself.
Mrs. Smith politely sends Sarah away so she can be alone with me.
"Sit down, Demi"
I sat down in front of her.
"What's the matter?"
I trusted this woman so I told her what was happening.
"I think I'm pregnant... My period is not coming... I'm throwing up a lot... And I'm dying for some chocolate ice cream..."
She gasped in surprise.
I started crying suddenly. I put my hands in front of my face while the tears kept falling and falling. Mrs. Smith came up to me to hug me.
"Shhh, why are you crying?"
"I'm so scared. Wilmer didn't react very well... Maybe he'll leave me alone with the baby... My career is gonna be ruined... And the cravings are driving me insane because I want to eat them so badly yet my eating disorder isn't really helping"
Mrs. Smith nodded her head, understanding.
"I'm here to lead you out of that eating disorder. I'm sure that Wilmer loves you. He really looks like he loves you... A lot. He reacted like that because he was scared, just like you are. And your career... It's gonna be okay because you're really talented, Miss Lovato..."
I could not help but smile through my tears while Mrs. Smith had her hands placed on my shoulders and her eyes were looking into mine.
"Thanks"
She smiled in response.
"Now we'll get you that ice cream and you'll eat it. Later we'll get a pregnancy test and see what it has to tell us, alright?"
Even though I wasn't really convinced about what the doctor was saying, I nodded my head.
