Nightingale (a Demi Lovato fanfic) {ON HOLD}

~7~

~I kinda need a hero~

*Beth's POV*
I felt Demi's fingers lift my head up. I sighed and looked into her beautiful brown eyes. "Why didn't you tell me then?" She asked. "I felt that you were being such a bitch to me..." I mumbled, loud enough for my sister to hear. "Beth, I'm sorry I let you down-" she tried talking but I beat her to it. "No, Demi, I'm sorry I let you down by not telling you what was going on in my mind, and not opening up," my voice was shaking, my mind was in a mess. "Look, baby, you don't have to apologize. When I was going through the same thing, I didn't tell anyone until mom discovered it as well. Please, baby, don't e scared to open up, I'm here for you, always. All of us are. Dallas, Maddie, Mom, Dad, me, we all are. Please do not ever bottle up your feelings, okay baby?" I nodded, still looking down. "We'll do this, together," Demi squeezed my hand and gave me an encouraging smile. I smiled back at her, but with tears in my eyes.

"You hungry?" Demi looked down at me, worried. I nodded slightly. This time, I really wanted to get better. Demi heaved a sigh of relief and pulled me down the stairs. "I'll cook!" Dallas came down the stairs all of a sudden. "Dal! Why would you do that?!" Demi turned around and giggled, hugging Dallas. After they let go, Dallas hugged me. "What do you wanna eat, princess?" She smiled. "Salad, I guess," I shrugged as I peeked at Demi, hoping she would take my request. She nodded and smiled as Dallas went to prepare it. 

Once the salad was in front of me, I took a deep breath and picked up the fork. My stomach was grumbling as I haven't eaten the whole day. Demi grabbed my had reassuringly as I ate slowly. 

*Demi's POV*
Beth chose to ate salad. Well at least she's eating something. I'm so so so proud of her that she's willing to recover. Dallas looked at me confused as I grabbed Beth's arm reassuringly. I mouthed, "I'll explain everything later," as she nodded and went back up. My gaze directed back to the bowl of salad Beth was eating and saw that it was 1 quater finished. "I'm so proud of you baby," I pecked Beth's forehead as I picked up the unfinished food and went to wash it.

short chapter cuz idk how to continue it oop- 
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