CHAPTER 4- Before
Demi's POV
I woke up to Hannah hitting my face lightly.
"Bitch alert, Marissa will be here in five minutes to drop off your jacket. I already cleaned up the shit but you need to shower and sober up."
I nodded blearily and sat up in bed, "Fuck Hannah we need to stop doing this shit."
She just laughed, "I'll see you tomorrow night?"
With a smirk I nodded and she walked out.
"Demi you here?!" I took a deep breath, staring into the mirror and forcing myself to keep my shit together.
"Here!"
I heard her footsteps come up the stairs and she walked into my bedroom, "Hey! I have your jacket!"
I smiled and took the black leather from her, "Thanks I don't know how I left it in your car."
She smiled then gave me a funny look, "Are you okay?"
Raising an eyebrow I nodded, "Yeah... why?"
She shrugged but still looked suspicious, "I don't know you've been acting really weird lately. It's like you're not completely here. Almost like-"
Marissa cut off, shaking her head.
"Almost like what?"
She sighed, "I almost like you were before rehab."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm not that person anymore Marissa. Look, I'm clean."
I held out my wrists and she barely glanced at them before pulling me into a hug, "I know, i'm sorry that was a stupid thing to say. I trust you. Can we hang out today?"
I gently patted her onto the back and pulled away, "I can't Mar, the studio awaits. This album won't sing it's self."
She nodded and smiled, "I'm proud of you Dems, keep outta trouble."
I smirked, "Always."
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Diamonds. (Demi Lovato)
Teen FictionDemi Lovato is loved by the world. But she has a secret. In fact, she has many secrets. Secrets that if leaked, would shatter the image of Demi Lovato, the inspiration to young girls battling their demons everywhere.
