Help Me, Mom | Demi Lovato

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Alex's POV
I woke up at seven o'clock to people fighting. I got out of bed, very confused and rubbed my eyes. Slowly walking downstairs, I heard Mom and Max fighting.

"Who were you texting last night? Was it a dude?" Max kept asking Mom.

"It was just Matthew! He's my best friend! Nothing more, nothing less." Mom responded, sounding slightly pissed.

"I don't like it." Max said, sounding just as pissed and annoyed.

"Are you jealous?"

"I don't have to be jealous to not like it!"

"Maybe we need a break, Max." Mom said calmly.

"Mom? Max?" I asked, making my presence known.

"Shut up, bitch!" Max yelled, not noticing it was me. "A-Alex. I didn't mean it." He said as he slowly approached me.

- FLASHBACK -

"Shut up, bitch!" I heard Aaron's voice and then next I knew I was grabbed by him. There was a lot of commotion as people tried to get him off of me.

"Alex! Baby!" Mom held me in her arms as I was struggling to breathe. "It's okay, mommy's here. Breathe in.. breathe out.. good job, baby girl." Mom cooed as I was starting to calm down a bit. She was about to put me down but I held onto her.

"D-Don't let go.." I whimpered out as I played with Mom's hair extensions.

- FLASHBACK OVER -

"Alex!" I heard Mom's frantic voice exclaim. "Focus on me." She spoke gently. My breathing was quick and uneven.

"I'm so sorry, Alex. I didn't mean to shout that at you." Max said as he handed Mom my inhaler.

"Max, maybe you should leave." Mom said sternly. Max nodded, looking sad. I was going to speak up but it hurt. "Deep breath in and out, baby girl." Mom spoke gently as Max went out of the house. We managed to get me calmed down.

"I-I'm sorry.." I whispered as I sat down in front of a bowl of fruit that Mom prepared.

"It's not your fault, baby." Mom said as she sat next to me and held my hand.

"But you and Max might break up because of me. He's the only father figure I want in my life." I spoke quietly. Mom gave me a sympathetic look.

"We aren't going to break up. Max and I are just taking a break, baby girl." Mom pulled me into her embrace when I finished eating.

"Wait! I ate all of that?!" I asked excitedly.

"Yes, you did." Mom smiled at me.

"I didn't even think twice about it!" I started saying. "Do I look fat?" I asked quietly as I looked at my stomach.

"No! You aren't fat, baby girl. You're WAY too skinny. It's not healthy to be that skinny." Mom replied as she held me and put her chin on my head.

"We need to come up with nicknames for both security guard Max and your boyfriend Max!" I exclaimed as I pulled away.

"Hmm. What do you think?" Mom asked as we sat down on the couch and turned on the ID channel. I mentally facepalmed and laughed.

"How about we call security guard Max, Maxipad. Then your boyfriend can stay Max!"

"I think that's a great idea." Mom chuckled and made me cuddle with her. She kissed my cheek.

"Eww! Lipstick!" I joked. Mom licked her thumb and started to wipe away the lipstick on my face. "No! Stop!" I laughed loudly.