Never Been Hurt (Demi Lovato Fanfic)

Chapter 12

 After that session I started back to mine and Demi's room, "Callie, you have a call." The nurse said, pointing to one of the phones. You can only call someone with a  nurses permission, but also receive calls. You can't just walk up and call someone. A nurse has to be with you at all times. I went to the booth and sat down in the floor. I had no idea who was calling me. No one has ever called me while I was in treatment.

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby girl." A familiar voice said. My heart sunk to my stomach and I felt sick to my stomach. I was scared and I had tears forming.

Demi's POV

 After the session I stayed there and talk to some of the girls. They ask me question like, why am I here? Is it that bad being in fame? Got someone you're seeing? Just girl talk basically. I started to head back to my room and I saw Callie on the phone. She was crying and had like this shock expression on her face.

All of a sudden she started screaming and crying. She threw the phone then took it off the wall. She slammed in on the floor; breaking it. She started punching the wall repeatedly. A bunch of men came and trying to get a hold of her. "Calm down, Callie." Elanie said, calmly. She was still struggling and the men carried her to our room and put an shot in her.y

I look around and everyone was quiet, watching as the took her away. "What the hell was that?!" I walk up to Elanie. "We've never seen her act out like this. Something upset her, obviously, so we had to make her calm down before she end up doing something to herself or others."

I went to our room and I saw the men shine a flashlight in her eyes and checking on everything. I walk in and sat on my bed. "If anything happens, holler." One of the men said before leaving.

I pulled the chair from her desk and pulled it beside her bed, "What happen?" I look up and took a deep breath to calm down, but she still had some tears falling. "My father was on the phone."

"That's good news." I smiled. "No, it's not." She said. I was confused and I didn't know what to say.Callie raised up and pulled her sleeves up. "See these?" She said, in a louder town. I shook my head, "See these?" She said when she pulled down her pants and showed me her legs. She turned around and raised up her back, "See these?" I turned my head. I see multiple cuts and bruises on her. I couldn't stand looking at them. "See this?" She moved her hair and were bruises on her neck. She was crying harder and harder each time she showed me her body.

"Callie, stop!" I said grabbing her hands. She look at me ashamed and I could see the sadness in her eyes. "Why you showing me this?"

She put her pants back on and sat on her bed, sobbing. I got on her bed and pulled her into my arms. I wanted to cry because she was crying. It broke my heart seeing her like this. She calm down a little and rose up. She look me in the eyes, "I didn't harm myself." I shook my head, "Callie, honey, part of recovery is realizing what you did to yourself and being okay with it."

"No, just shut up and listen, Demi." she said with sass. I shut the fuck up instantly, "I didn't harm myself...I never have. When I was little I always had to take care of myself. My parents...weren't your regular parents. My dad was a drunk and my mom was just...sick." She was finally opening up. I could see tears forming in her eyes again, but she's trying so hard to hold them back, "When I was 7 my mom started abusing me. Smacking me around, won't let me eat for days even at school she wouldn't give me money so I can buy lunch, made me do things I never thought..I had to do at that age. Then, my dad started on it after I tried to fight back with my mom. When I reach fourteen, that's when it got worst. My mom would cut my body, while my dad hold me down. She would get a thick hard stick that she bought and beat it with me. Then, my mom would hold me down.."

Callie start bawling and could barley talk. I can bare to listen to this story. I wanted to cry just listening to it. I can only imagine. She tried to finish her story, "My mom would hold me down and put tape over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. He would rap me everyday and the marks on my neck would were he was choking me..every time."

I was trying to add all this together. Why was she in here then? Did later on she did something to herself? I'm so confused.

"I was at school and one of my teachers notice my arms and bruises on my neck. I thought I had them hid. I was afraid to tell anyone. I was afraid my parents would kill me. I was sent to the office one day at school the police were there. They told me to sit down and they ask me how I get all these cuts and bruises."

I look at her, "And what did you tell them?"

She sighed and rub her fingers softly over her arms, "I told them the bruises on my neck is from me doing the chocking game. The cuts is where I could cut myself back I hated myself. I just lied to them. Kinda seems bad, but it was the smartest thing I did for myself I think."

I tilt my head, "What's the chocking game?" "It's a game teenagers mainly do. The chocking game is where you would be chocking yourself to get high. No drugs, no chemicals, you just do it and loss you breath and pass out. It's really dangerous. One girl did it to herself in the school bathroom. When she passed out she hit her head on the sink. Now she can't even speak. It's hard to do, people mainly do it to see how strong they are and to have control." I shook my head because I understood, "The police took me home and they told my parents. They told me it would be better to send me to a treatment center. They had to have my parents permission at first. My parents agreed so, I guess, it wouldn't be odd for them to say no my child can't go even though she does this to herself. I'm glad I came here. I feel better, i'm healthier, but I was so use to be quiet in school I had no friends and I was afraid to be friends with anyone here because. I try to to behave so I can stay here as long as I can then be old enough to sign myself out."

Damn, Callie had to think this shit out really well. I listen as she finish talking, "If I trust someone her and actually told them the truth; they would go behind my back and tell treatment center. I would be called fake and everyone would hate me because I lied about me doing the things I did to myself. They would think I was doing this as a joke. Or my parents would get in trouble with the police. But...I trust you, Demi. I hope you can keep my secret. You're the only person I've told this to."

I shook my head and pulled her into a hug, "You can trust me." I pulled from the hug, "But why did you freak out when your dad call you? What did he say?

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Oh shiiii-

I love this chapter! Callie finally open up and I gotta say I think it was a very emotional chapter and it touch me writing it. Sucks that I left y'all with a cliffhanger xD!

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