Troublemaker

Trusting Myself

Pregnant... That one word will not leave my mind. I can't be pregnant there's no way. I'm 17 years old, I still have school, I'm working on my music career, I'm still in recovery, and not to mention my mother is Demi lovato I can't put that stress on her.

I've been up in my room crying for a few hours now, I just can't believe this is happening to me.

"Amanda can I come in please?" Mom knocks on my door

"Yeah" I sob

Mom comes in and closes the door behind her then sits next to me on my bed.

"Tell me what's going on in that head of yours" mom says

"I'm scared" I tell her

"I don't blame you but you have lots of us here who will stay by your side and help you so don't worry too much" she says

"There's just going to be so much going on with the media now and what about our careers?" I ask

"Babe the only thing being pregnant would stop us from doing is touring which you're not" Demi says

"But you are, won't I be too much trouble for you to handle?" I ask

"Never" Demi smiles

"I really don't have anything to worry about, do I?" I ask

"Not a thing" mom says

"I guess I need to tell the rest of the family and shawn" I state

"Yes ma'am" Demi says

Demi leaves me to call shawn and to be honest, I'm really nervous. My hands start shaking as I dial his number but I do it.

"Hello?"

"Shawn I need to tell you something important"

"What is it?"

"Remember the night of the party?"

"Yeah?"

"Well now I'm pregnant"

I said pregnant really quick, like ripping off a bandaid.

"You're what?"

"I know you heard me" I sigh

"I just... Can't believe it"

"Me either"

"Listen I need to go can we talk about this more later?"

"Of course"

I get off the phone and put my head in my hands. I know I really don't have much to worry about but it's still stressful. Like I may be homeschooled and not have an issue with finances but I do have a problem with the media. I'm just so scared.

I decide to go up to the studio/music room to play around but Demi's already up there so I sit and listen to her.

I can't sleep tonight

wide awake and so confused

everything's in kind but I'm bruised

I need a voice to echo

I need a light to take me home

I kinda need a hero is it you

I never see the forest for the trees

I could really use your melody

baby I'm a little blind

I think it's time for you to find me

Can you be my nightingale

sing to me I know you're there

you could be my sanity

bring me peace

sing me to sleep

say you'll be my nightingale...

Mom finishes up the song and I'm sitting here in tears. Nightingale is such an emotional song and one of my favorites.

"Amanda when did you get there?" Mom asks

"Oh when you started singing nightingale" I say

"Oh well want to so the next song with me?" Demi asks

"Sure, which one?" I ask

"Really don't care" mom says

We go through the song and I sing Cher Lloyd's part. I love it When mom and I sing together, it's an escape. All of my worries go away.

"Did you call shawn?" Mom asks

Of course she had to bring me back to reality.

"Yeah, he was shocked and asked if we could talk about this later" I explain

"I just can't believe how all of this happened" Demi sighs

"If I hadn't thrown that stupid party we wouldn't be in this situation" I say

"That's true but we can't change it now" Demi states

"I know" I sigh

After a while I go back in my room and call everyone who needs to know. By the time I'm done I'm ready to fall asleep. Demi told me she set up an appointment with the doctor for next week... Great.

I'm about to leave my room when Tristan crawls in. I pick him up and hug him.

That's when I realized I can do this, I've watched Tristan so much and helped out at night so I know what I'm doing.