please help me (demi lovato fanfic discontinued)

chapter 23

Demi's POV

That night me and Amara had fallen sleep in her room, the next morning I had Dallas bring some clothes from home so we could change.

Although Amara was quite skinny she would just have to deal with somewhat baggy clothes.

as we sit exchanging small kisses and corny jokes the doctor comes in

"I'm excuse me miss lovato but may I speak with you outside for a moment" he said as if there was a serious problem

"um yeah sure. I'll be right back beautiful" I say giving her a small peck on the lips and with that I closed the door paying full attention to the doctor

"I'm really sorry for what I am about to tell you" there was a small pause, I nodded to let him know to continue

"may I ask how long you've known Amara" he said getting out his pen to right things down

"A little over a couple months" is say quickly trying to get through these questions so he can just tell me what's wrong

"and are you aware of her at home situations?"

"yes I am very aware"

"did you know her mother and father personally?"

"no I do not but from what I was told they weren't the very best"

"miss lovato"

"her mother has been murdered" he said

all I could do is sit there in confusion

"what happened? how did this happen?"

"we aren't very sure but I think that miss Amara will take the news better coming from you than from me" he said In all honesty

I make my way back into the room debating on how I'm going to tell her that her mother is dead.

"hey baby girl, I missed you" I say kissing we softly

"mmhh okay I missed you to but what happened out there" she said with an eager look in her eyes

"sweety it's your mother" I say pausing

"she's dead"

Amaras POV

"what do you mean" I say with tears now coming down my face

"she was murdered Hun, the police are investigating the situation as we speak"

"I can't believe this" I say not wanting to believe any of this

"like I know she wasn't the best mom but she was the only one I have left. I have nothing left now I am all alone. it's not like my dad is going to do anything for me demi what am I supposed to do I can't deal with any of this on my own I don't know what to do I need to get out of here demi please get me out of here!" I yelled more scared than I have ever been

"ssshhhh sshhhh baby girl you're not alone you are going to get through this I'm not going to leave I'm going to be right here I promise I won't leave your side you don't have to worry about anything and I promise I'll get you out as soon as I can baby gurl please breathe you need to breathe try and relax we don't want you to have a panic attack" demi replied instantly holding me close rubbing my back trying to soothe me

'I'm not alone'

'I'm not alone'

'I'm not alone'

'I'm not alone'

I keep repeating those three words to try and stay strong I can get through this I know I can I just have to fight

but what happens if I'm to weak ....