Find Me

Ch. 12

Demi's pov

When I brought Alexia home I truthfully believed the hardest fight I'd have with her is on the feeding tube. Maybe a few fights in the rules from her being a teenager and feeling as if her freedoms been taken away.

However after a week being home, I realized that isn't the hardest thing for her. She allows me to do the feeding tube feedings without a problem. She doesn't mind following any of the rules. To my surprise, not even the therapy or the dietician.

The thing I've struggled most with her is actually getting her out of bed. She never wants to get out of bed, just sleep. I know it's just the depression because once I get her out of bed and we start the day then she's distracted mentally and she's alright. But waking up and before the day starts is the hardest for her and me.

Today we are headed to the studio because Joe wanted me to get on a song with him and his band. I feel like I kind of don't have an option but to say yes due to them doing a lot for me on my first album.

"It's just going to be Uncle Joe right?" Alexia asks.

"As far as I'm aware baby." I say.

"I don't want to see Uncle Kevin. I missed his daughters birthday. It's going to be weird." She says quietly.

"You weren't awake to even attend her birthday Alexa. He as well as the rest of the world knows you were in a coma. How or why is what only closet friends and family know." I say.

"I still don't want to see him." She mutters.

"I don't believe you'll have to. I don't think he'll be there." I say.

I put the car in park and I get out of the car with Alexia. I lock the car and put my keys in my purse as she holds her hand out for me to hold.

I grab her hand and we walk inside the studio building, "Can I take a nap?" She asks.

"If you want to take a nap, I'll let you take a nap." I say.

There's nothing much for her to do as much as I hate to admit that. I still haven't gotten her a phone which is something I do need to do. I always feel more comfortable with her having a phone in public in case anything happens. I'm a mom, I worry and overthink at times.

"And can I use your phone? For music?" She asks.

"Yes angel." I say.

I walk into the studio and to my surprise Kevin, Joe, and Nick are all here. I'm immediately hit with the 'Mom, you lied' look from Alexia and I pass her my phone in attempt to distract her.

"Hey kiddo, how are you doing?" Joe asks.

Not in the mood to chat, Alexia shrugs as she sits on the couch, "Ok."

"We're getting through some things and trying to heal." I say.

I watch Alexa put the earbuds in and I sit down beside her for now, "Well obviously there's one thing you didn't tell us about." Nick says.

"I know. It wasn't my focus or worry at the time. I was focused on my daughter and the fact she was in a coma and dealing with Wilmer. This pregnancy didn't even really sink in for me until my stomach became noticeable. It was something I really did forget about. I'm still kind of in a bit of shock to be honest. It's becoming real that I'm really going to have to raise a baby on my own as well as Alexia. It's not going to have a relationship with Wilmer and I'm eventually going to have to tell the child why." I say.

"Does Wilmer know at all?" Nick asks.

I nod, "He was there when I took the test. I looked at it and cried. Our marriage wasn't in the best of places then and only a few hours later I found out that he had gotten another girl pregnant, who he's with right now." I say.