My Nightingale

Family Day

Demi's P.O.V.

Zac leaves in a week for war, and I would kill to keep him here. I just can't believe he wants to be in the military out of every possible career, especially when he has two little girls that love him to death. Whatever I guess, it's what he wants to do. I just wish he would see how much I would miss him, and how much it hurts risking to lose him.

Zac's P.O.V.
I'm supposed to leave for war really soon and I just want to spend this time I have left with Dems and Caroline and Ashley, but I have to train. My "master plan" was to train while spending time with my three girls. I looked over at Demi, only to see her looking down at her feet, her body leaned up against the side of the house. I jumped down, jogging over to where she was. "What's wrong Dems?" She just shook her head and turned to walk away, but I grabbed her arm, looking in her eyes. "Please Demi." She just sighed and looked up at me. "I hate you for leaving me and going to risk your life. I hate you for trying to be there for our kids when they're going to have you ripped right away this weekend. You have five days before you leave and your strategy is to spend so much time with them, not remembering that after Sunday you won't see them for months, possibly never again. I hate you, but I love you so much because I fell in love with you so long ago, and we have a family together, and you're just leaving us to go put yourself in danger. And that. Is what's wrong." She turned walking inside while I just stood there. It felt as if my heart had just been ripped from my chest and stomped on. I knew she hated the idea of me being in the military but it's what I've always wanted to do. I guess she meant it when she said she didn't want me to do it.
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Demi's P.O.V.
I walked into the house, going straight to the bathroom and locking the door. I sunk down onto my knees, sitting back and burying my head in my hands. "What have I done?" I muttered to myself. I looked over at the bathtub and thought of Zac. I remember the last time I was in this situation.
FLASHBACK
I sat there numb, rocking back and forth in the cold bathtub. He had done it again, I just wanted it to stop. "Try it baby it's fun." The line he repeated each and every time he did it. But it's not fun, and I don't have a choice on whether I want to try it. I looked at my hands. "Oh father, please father." I heard the door break, only to be pulled into his arms. "I'm so sorry Dems I'll protect you. I promise." With him I felt safe. I looked up, seeing Zac's pure blue eyes looking at me, sincerity in them. I just nodded and snuggled into his chest. I mumbled so only I could hear, "Oh father, dear father." I closed my eyes, just thinking about how much I loved Zac, and how much I hate my dad.
END FLASHBACK
But this time Zac's not here to save me, and he won't be for a while after Sunday. I just looked under the sink, memories of hiding blades and alcohol and drugs and all sorts of things in there. The numbness began to take over again. I haven't felt this way in a while, a year I think since my last slip up. I needed to feel, I don't feel safe anymore. He's not going to be here anymore. I'll have to cuddle with the girls every night to avoid nightmares, or just not sleep at all, like I used to; just stay up writing songs.
I moved to the bathtub hiding my head and beginning to shake. I began to hear my dads voice again, taunting me. "Just try it baby. It's fun." "No. No it's not!" I heard the door bust in, like it used to all the time. Before I knew it Zac was above me, playing with my hair and whispering little nothing's in my ear. "Shhh it's ok Dems, I'm here, I'll protect you." He just whispered the same thing over and over until my breathing evened. I looked up at him, his blue eyes sparkling as always. "But not for long."