Help Me, Mom | Demi Lovato

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Alexis's POV
I walked into school and quickly walked to my locker hoping that I won't be spotted by Trevor and his friends.

"Look! It's the queen of whores!" I hear a familiar voice and I turned around.

"What do you want, Trevor?" I asked, slightly annoyed.

"I'm just surprised you're still alive honestly. I mean, you're fourteen right? How old was your Mom when she tried killing herself? I thought you would do the same, but earlier."

"No one," I grabbed the collar of Trevor's shirt. "I repeat, NO ONE, can talk trash about my Mom!" I angrily threw him on the ground.

"Look guys, the fat ass is trying to fight! How funny, thinking she can hurt me. Just go kill yourself you fucking bitch. No one loves you." Trevor laughs.

"SHUT UP!" I tackled Trevor to the ground. "I HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR FUCKING BULLSHIT. EVER SINCE WE MET YOU TREATED ME LIKE SHIT. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT HURTS?! IT HURTS ME MORE THAN YOU KNOW. MORE THAN ANYONE KNOWS!" I punched him in the face.

"You're such an attention whore!" Trevor rolled over and tackled me on the ground. He punched me more than I punched him and he kicked me in the ribs.

"Guys! What the heck is going on?! I heard all this screaming! Trevor and Alexis, my office. NOW!" Principal Hall commanded. We got off each other and followed her to her office. She sat down on the chair beside her desk. "Who wants to explain?"

"He was being a fucking dick!" I yelled at Principal Hall.

"No, I wasn't! She started it!" Trevor lied.

"Enough! I'm calling your parents."

Demi's POV
I'm sitting on the couch watching Netflix while snuggling with Batman and Ella. Then my phone starts ringing. Who the fuck would interrupt my Netflix marathon? I saw it was the principal at Alex's school. Fuck.

"Hello, this is Demi speaking." I spoke as I answered the phone.

"Hi, Ms. Lovato. Alexis and a fellow student got into a fight at school. I need you here right away." Alex's principal replied.

"Who started it? Is my baby okay?" My mom mode kicked in.

"Just get down here."

I hung up and grabbed my car keys. I ran out the door and quickly drove to the school. Only almost running over one person. Not bad Demi, not bad.

Alex's POV
I'm sitting in the office and I hear a door open. It's Mom. Trevor's Mom was already here.

"This freak touched my son!" Trevor's mom said. Wow, rude. "What if she has something contagious!"

"If I was fucking contagious I wouldn't be here!" I yelled.

"Don't call my daughter a freak!" Mom yelled in her face.

"Language!" The principal yelled. I shrunk back down in the chair I was sitting in. "Now, I want to hear their stories separately. Mrs. Shepherd, you and Trevor can go home and come back tomorrow to explain your side. While Ms. Lovato, you and Alexis stay here and she can explain her side."

"Let's go, Trevor." Mrs. Shepherd said, grabbing Trevor's hand and leading him out.

"It's Alex.. I prefer Alex."

"Now, Alexis. I want to hear your story."

"I.. I can't.. I.. I'm sorry.. I.. I.. I don't want.." I was struggling to breathe and I quickly ran out of her office to the bathroom. I locked myself in the biggest stall. Everything was blurry and my breathing was quick.

"Alex? Are you in here, baby girl?" I hear Mom ask while opening the bathroom door. I let out a choked sob.

"M-M-Mom.." I tried to get up to open the stall door but I fell down, feeling dizzy.

"I'm coming in, baby." Mom crawled under the stall door.

"I.. I can't, Mommy. I.. It hurts to breathe.. I.. I can't." I sob as I'm struggling to breathe. Mom pulls me into her lap. I lay my head against her chest.

"Baby, breathe. Follow my breathing, okay?" Mom rocked me back and forth. "You're doing great, baby girl. Just keep following my breathing." I eventually calmed down as she held me like a five year old in her arms, while sitting on the bathroom floor.

"M-Mom.. he's.. he's so mean.. he.. he bullies me.. it.. it was just verbal.. but.. he started getting physical two weeks ago.. it.. it hurts so much."

"Why? Why didn't you come to me sooner?" Mom looked worried as she held me tighter.

"I didn't want to make a big deal out of it.. he threatened me.. that if I told.. he would do more.. Mom, I'm scared." I let out a choked sob.

"It's okay, I'm here. I'll protect you."

"P-Promise?"

"I promise, baby girl." Mom stood up and grabbed my hand. "I'll pull you out of school for now. Then we can decide what you want to do for school, okay?" I nod. We walked to the principal's office and explained everything. I ran to the car and got in the passenger seat.

"Hey, Mom?" I asked as Mom got in the driver's seat.

"Yes?"

"Can we still spend time together tonight? With Marissa?"

"Of course." Mom smiled as she turned on the radio and started the car. This might take my mind off of things.