Stella
"How long is it till we land!" I yelled.
"Mam, it's gonna be for ten more minutes. Hold on. Check on your cousin." The pilot, surely getting pissed already told me to do.
"Whatever." I ran to Demi. Feeling her head. It's burning like crazy. But, Shes breathing. Thank God!
Ten minutes Later...
"We're here. An ambulance is already outside waiting. Tell Ms. Lovato to get well."
I nodded and got Demi's bag. This is a very important bag to her. I don't know Why, but in all She always told Maddie to get for her when we both went to her. We got off the plane and into the ambulance.
"What happened to Ms. Lovato?"
"Well, she woke up. Then, she told me to get her some advil. After that she told me to get some more pillows and blankets for her. To me, when I ask for advil or more pillows and blankets, I know I'm gonna get sick. But, she got up to use the bathroom and I guess fainted."
"Well, we'll be at the hospital in a few minutes. May I ask, how do you Ms. Lovato?"
"Uh, I'm her cousin. I came to visit her for a few weeks." I'm not totally gonna go and say I'm her daughter.
"Well, you're the only one here, so can you please fill this out for her since you know she's out." I nodded and got the papers. It wouldn't be that hard right?
A big packet of paper filling later
This is seriously one heck of a packet. Allergies? Emergency contact? Address? Social Security Number? The heck am I suppose to know. Well, except for the obvious but, it's too much. And Demi wouldn't want me to put her address or phone number right? We got to the hospital and got out of the ambulance. Soon as I came out, flashing began to start. Fuck. The paparazzi.
"What happened to Demi?"
"Why is there a fag with Demi?"
"Clean your nose idiot!"
"Is it true you have a relationship with Wilmer Valderamma?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"Who's the bitch?"
Are they talking to me? Am I that fat? The hell with it. You see in Texas, there's this group called "The Barbz." So, they have called me worse things than that. Lemme just get my goofy smile and my finger and pose. Whalah! The dude told me to speed walk towards the door because security is pushing the paps toward the parking lot.
"Hey girl. Go die already!" A dude said while running up to me. I was never told that. They really want me dead already. Even knowing that I just came off with the camera. Just shove it off. Shove it off.
"Fugly, go die already. No one wants you here."
"DIE!"
Whatever. Just do what Demi does. Ignore. Wait, did I just used advice She gave to her "Lovatics" or Whatever they're called? Good advice though.
"Faggot, leave!"
By the time we walked, someone through a rock at me. Ouch, that hurts. The dude, guessing that he saw the rock told me to push the gurney while He got security to walk with me to the room because He went and started a fight with the camera guy that threw it. Long story short, the gurney dude won. Yay. The security man told me to go all the way down to the last room, since my mom is well, Demi Lovato and they don't want paparazzi knowing what room she's in. We got to the room and the doctor came right on in.
"What happened on the plane with Ms.Lovato?"
"Like I said to the dude in the ambulance, She asked me to go get her things, I knew that she was sick or something because when I'm sick, I asked for those things. But, she didn't want to listen to me , got up and fainted."
He nodded and called for nurses. A group of them came in and set mom up. While on the other hand, took her phone and tried to unlock it. What the heck is her password? She only told Maddie and everyone else about it.
"What's your password chick?" I said to myself. By that time, the doctor's left, telling me that she's sick with the flu and that She just needs some medication. Also that we're gonna Stay here till tomorrow Night because by that time, police will cover the hospital grounds for no paps to come. Thank you Lord!
"It's your birthday." I heard someone say.
"Huh?"
"It's your birthday Stell."
"First, don't call me Stell. Second, Huh again?"
"Your birthday. 08-21."
She might be lying. But, worth a shot right? I typed it in and bam, it unlock.
"So, it is." I said.
She smiled and nodded.
She probably didn't forget about me. But, this is just a start. Of what?
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Fanfiction"For the world, you are someone, but for me, you are the world." Isn't it just peculiar how your family for example, makes you go with your "mom," even though she never really wanted you in the first place? Demi, (well I mean "mom" since grandma...
