Help Me, Mom | Demi Lovato

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Alex's POV
After everything that happened last night I've been hiding out in the bedroom. I was trying to write some music but someone interrupted me. By someone, I mean Mom.

"Come in!" I say after Mom knocks on the door.

"Good morning, baby girl. Breakfast is ready downstairs. I also want to talk with you about something downstairs. Okay?" Mom said sitting on the bed next to me.

"Okay." I put away my notebook with all my songs in it and headed downstairs with Mom. She sits next to me at the kitchen table and I tense up looking at all the food on my plate.

"You have to eat, Alex." Mom says sternly and then grabs my hand.

"I can't eat all of that.." I spoke quietly.

"Try to eat half, okay?" Mom held my hand tighter and I nodded. It took me a bit to eat a little less than half but I couldn't finish.

"Mom.. I can't.."

"It's okay. You did good enough." Mom hugged me. When she went to put my dishes in the sink, I tried running to the bathroom. Note that I said try.

"Woah, bug! Why are you running?" Dallas grabbed a hold of me.

"Let go! I need to be skinny!" I screamed as Dallas' grip tightened on me.

"Alex, calm down." Dallas kneeled in front of me while still holding onto me. "You're perfect just the way you are. Whoever says otherwise is wrong. I'll beat them up if I have to. They'll have to face the wrath of Aunty Dally." She hugged me and I giggled a bit at her weirdness.

"Thanks, Dallas." I sniffed.

"Alex?!" Mom came running to us. "Thank you, Lord." I heard her mumble as she saw I was with Dallas. "Thank you, Dallas. Now, Alex. We have to talk." She grabbed my hand and sat me down on the couch and she sat right next to me.

"I want to know.. what you were thinking when you tried opening those pills last night." Mom said looking straight at me. "Tell the truth."

"Are you trying to be my therapist or something?" I laughed a bit.

"Is Demi playing therapist again?" Maddie asked as she came downstairs to get breakfast. "Mom! Demetria is playing therapist again!" She shouted and laughed.

"Remember what happened last time?" Grandma asked, coming downstairs.

"I'm not that bad! Look how happy Rob and Dallas are!" Mom said, trying to prove a point.

"Demi's got a point. Rob and I are sexually active now!" Dallas shouted from across the kitchen.

"Sexually active?!" Grandma shouted. Dallas started running. "Dallas Leigh Lovato, we're going to talk about this sooner or later!"

"Can Alex and I have a moment?" Mom asked. Maddie and Grandma nodded and went outside. "Anyways, what were you thinking?"

"Mom.. I honestly wasn't thinking.. I just knew that I wanted my pain to end.." I look away as tears were threatening to fall. Mom grabbed my face and made me look at her.

"Is that all you're feeling? Is there more emotions you're bottling up, baby girl? Please, be honest. I can't lose you." Mom talked quietly. I looked into her chocolate, brown eyes, which looked glassy.

"There's more.." I whispered.

"Tell me.. please.." She pulled me close and I nodded.

"I.. I feel like I want to die.. but I don't. I.. I just really want my mental pain and anguish to be over.. but I don't actually want to die.. I just feel like that's the only way I'll be truly happy.. I just feel like cutting takes my mind off of my mental pain.. and wanting to die.." I choked out and tears started spilling. I gripped the ends of my sleeves uncomfortably, scared for Mom's reaction.