Help Me, Mom | Demi Lovato

07

Alex's POV
I got up early the next morning and headed downstairs to the music room. I've been writing a couple songs since my mom got me a book to write shit in for Christmas. I usually come up with the melody first, and then I write how I feel a majority of the time. I write the first verse to a song to see how it sounded with the melody I came up with.

Thought I found a way
Thought I found a way, yeah (found)
But you never go away (never go away)
So I guess I gotta stay now

That's not too bad. I continue writing. I want to record this song, but I never recorded a song in my life despite my Mom being a famous singer. I decided to call Oak, who works with Mom most of the time.

"Yo, little Lovato, what's up? You need something?" Oak answered.

"Yes, actually. I want to record a song or two and I was wondering if you could come over and help?" I asked.

"Of course! I'll be there in 5." Oak replied.

When Oak got here we went into the recording place that's in the music room. We had one of Oak's friends playing the piano for me.

"Whenever you're ready, little Lovato." Oak said through the microphone. I nodded.

Thought I found a way
Thought I found a way, yeah (found)
But you never go away (never go away)
So I guess I gotta stay now

Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear

Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home

Walkin' out of town
Lookin' for a better place (lookin' for a better place)
Something's on my mind
Always in my headspace

But I know some day I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear

Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone
Hello, welcome home

Woah, yeah
Yeah, ah
Woah, woah
Hello, welcome home

"That was fucking amazing, Alex! I didn't know you had a voice like that, yet alone the ability to write a song!" Oak exclaimed excitedly.

"Well, I am Demi Lovato's daughter. I just write how I feel most of the time I guess." I shrugged and giggled a bit.

"You have any more songs you wrote and wanna record?"

"Actually, yes. It's uh.. a little personal.. if you don't mind."

"Go for it, little Lovato."

I go out and grab my guitar for this song and go back into the recording place. When I started singing my Mom came in with a coffee in her hand with messy hair, obviously just woke up.

I'll be lost inside my head
Bad thoughts 'til 4 a.m.
Then I'll try to sleep
And I can't tell anyone
I'm so scared they'll get up and run
So I don't speak

And oh, I miss when we were younger
The days were so much funner
Weren't they?

Oh, we book a new appointment
It's another disappointment
They're all the same, same, same

When the doctor says I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pills will help you remember how to smile

But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said you're fine

My own mind can lie to me
They all say it's anxiety
But I just think it's me

Now I've lost so many years
My pillow's a tissue for my tears
But you never see

And now, I can't even eat my dinner
Mom says I'm getting thinner
Am I?

Oh, we book a new appointment
Yet another disappointment
They're all the same, same, same

When the doctor says I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pills will help you remember how to smile

But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said you're fine

But he don't care about me
He'll just go home to his family
Why does no one see?
I'm not the girl I wish that I could be

'Cause the doctor said I'm fine
One at morning, one at night
These pills will help you remember how to smile
But what does he know?
'Cause I feel so alone
And mom and dad both tell me I'm alright
'Cause the doctor said I'm fine

By the end of it I was crying. Which I haven't noticed till my Mom came in and wiped away some of my tears.

"S-Sorry." I mumbled as we walked out.

"Don't be sorry. You're just putting emotions into your music." Oak explained while he was still in total awe.

"Thanks for helping, Oak." Oak nods as he gets up to walk out. Him and Mom share a hug before he leaves.

"That was great, baby girl!" Mom exclaimed as she hugged me from behind.

"Thanks.. I just write how I feel honestly.." I look away.

"That's how you feel? You know you can always talk to me." Mom hugged me and I nodded. "You should totally sing with me in concert!" She said excitedly as we sat down at the kitchen island.

"Aren't you on break though?"

"I was thinking of homeschooling you. I want to do a huge comeback tour and bring my baby girl with me!" Mom pinched my cheeks like a grandma would.

"Stop!" I laughed. "But that would be so much fun! I want to do it!"

"I'll text my manager then." Mom put a bowl of cereal in front of me. "Now eat, baby girl."

"M-Mom.. I can't.. please don't make me!"

"You have to eat. I'll be right by you, I promise. I'll help you." Mom sat down in the chair next to me. The baby side of me came out as I held out my arms wanting to sit on her lap. She picked me up and placed me on her lap. I hesitantly took a bite of cereal and slowly ate it. This went on till I ate half of it. "Good job, baby girl." She rubbed my back.

"M-Mommy. I-It hurts. I can't." I whimpered and buried my face in the crook of Mom's neck.

"You did great, baby." Mom picked me up and we went to sit on the couch to watch a movie. It was obvious that I can't go and purge what I ate because she had a tight grip on me.

"M-Mommy, it hurts! Help me, Mom!" I was uncontrollably sobbing.

"Shh, it's okay." Mom held me gently in her arms as she rubbed my stomach which helped a bit. I buried my face in the crook of her neck again as we watched a movie.