Alexis Grace Lovato is your typical fourteen year old girl, besides having a famous singer as her Mom. Demi stopped working when Alexis, or Alex, was born so that she could single-handedly take care of her. What happens when Demi goes back to work a...
Alex's POV "Mom! I need you!" I shout from my Mom's old music room she has at Grandma and Grandpa's. I was working on trying to write a song because Scooter said we should have a mini concert. We're doing it because most fans are disappointed we cancelled for a bit to get everything situated with my "Dad". I don't understand why they can't understand that we need to deal with this before anything else.
"You shouted?" Mom asked walking in. I nodded as I was sitting at the piano.
"I think I finished writing my song. Can you listen to it before I decide if I want to sing it at the concert or not?" I asked nervously.
"Of course!" Mom smiled and sat next to me.
"It might be a little personal.."
"Whenever you're ready, baby girl." Mom told me. I started playing the piano.
Father, I'm gonna say thank you Even if I'm still hurt Oh, I'm gonna say bless you I wanna mean those words
Always wished you the best I, I prayed for your peace Even if you started this This whole war in me
You did your best or did you? Sometimes I think I hate you I'm sorry, dad, for feelin' this I can't believe I'm sayin' it I know you were a troubled man I know you never got the chance To be yourself, to be your best I hope that someone will give you A second chance
Father, I'm gonna say thank you Even if I don't understand Oh, you left us alone I guess that made me who I am
Always wished you the best I, I, I pray for your peace Even if you started this This whole war in me You did your best or did you? Sometimes I think I hate you I'm sorry, dad, for feelin' this I can't believe I'm sayin' it I know you were a troubled man I know you never got the chance To be yourself, to be your best I hope that someone will give you You did your best or did you? Sometimes I think I hate you I'm sorry, dad, for feelin' this I can't believe I'm sayin' it I know you were a troubled man I know you never got the chance To be yourself, to be your best I hope that someone will give you A second chance
(A/N: I know Demi wrote this.. but pretend she didn't 😂)
At the end of the song I was crying. Fuck these emotions. I was pulled into the familiar scent of my Mom.
"That was beautiful, baby girl." Mom whispered in my ear as she rocked me back and forth in her arms.
"Thank you." I smiled at Mom as she wiped away my tears with the pad of her thumb.
"We got to get ready for the concert tonight. Maybe wear some kind of dress or something?" Mom suggested.
"What about my cuts though?" I asked nervously.
"We can cover them with makeup." Mom said. "Now go get ready!" She shooed me upstairs and I giggled.
It took me an hour to pick out a pretty good outfit. I wanted to go sort of casual for the concert.
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