~I need a light to take me home~
*Demi's POV*
Five minutes later, Beth came down in an oversized hoodie and a pair of leggings. "Ready?" I asked. This is the first time I'm taking her out with me after 4 years. I offered my hand which she gladly took and walked out to my car together.Once we reached the mall, paparazzi mobbed us all the way to the mall.
"Who's this little girl, Demi?"
"You look so good Demi!"
"Who's this fat ugly girl?"
They shouted all kinds of questions at us. I looked down to see Beth holding my hand tightly as I calmed her down. Once in the mall, Beth pulled me to Forever 21. Yeah yeah, kids these days love this shop, I don't even know why. I sighed and chuckled as I walked behind her. I decided to get her some shirts while we were here. "Beth?" I called out to her as she was looking through hoodies. I tossed her shirts to try on as she tensed up. "What's wrong, baby?" I asked as I looked at her, concerned. "Nothing," she shook her head as she grabbed the shirts and headed into a fitting room.
*Beth's POV*
I can't believe Demi just told me to try in some shirts. I shouldn't have agreed to come here. Why the fuck am I so stupid? I sighed as I headed into a fitting room.After sliding on one of the shirts, I looked in the mirror. Scars were all over my fucking arms. "Beth, can I see it?" Demi called from outside. Well, here goes nothing. I walked out of the room with my eyes closed as I felt Demi's eyes hovering over my uncovered arms.
"Baby..." her voice was shaking. I was shaking. "Why?" I heard her kneel down on one knee. "S-sorry," I decided to open my eyes and look at Demi. I wish I didn't, because she had a tear rolling down her face. "Let's go home," she sighed. I knew it. I knew she was disappointed in me.
Once we reached home, I ran up the stairs as quick as possible to avoid her questions. However, I wasn't any faster than her. By the time I reached my room, she was already on my bed, getting ready to ask me questions. I sighed as I sat down next to her.
"Beth... you know what I'm gonna ask you, right?" Demi looked at me sadly. I bit my lip as she continued, "How long?" Her voice was soft and acutally loving to hear. "4 years..." I trailed off. "You... didn't tell anyone?" Her voice was cracking slightly. I nodded and looked down. I really let down my sister.
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Nightingale (a Demi Lovato fanfic) {ON HOLD}
Fiksi PenggemarHey, I'm Elizabeth Lovato, but most people call me Beth, and I'm 15. Yes, I know you find my last name familiar, but not my first name. And if you guessed correctly, my sister is the oh-so-famous popstar, Demi Lovato. And of course, I have 2 other s...