Tell me you love me.

TWENTY-ONE

Demi's pov:
Tomorrow I begin touring and I'm really excited, since Ally is coming with me. Lauren and me have been arguing a lot past weeks, so this can be a good break for the both of us. Sometimes I doubt about our relationship.
I love Lauren, I really do, but I notice that we have different feelings about some things, which make us argue a lot.

Especially with Ally now. She thinks that I'm way too sweet for her and she needs rules and stuff. I hate that she talks bad about Allison. She has nothing to do with this, but Lauren just can't see that. Because of the incident a month ago, Ally didn't really talked to us. It's almost everyday the same. She wakes up, I bring her to school, I drive her back home, we eat diner and she's back in her room for the rest of the day.
Well, sometimes she gets away with diner, but mostly she eats it with us. I still haven't really talked about it with her, but I know I have to, so I'm planning on it.

Ally already met my team and it went actually pretty good. Ally isn't a shy person, she's just someone who don't talk much. I hope I can change it tho. It's Saturday and I have to be in the studio at 11am. Lauren already left for work, so I'm bringing Ally with me. Normally she just stays home, but I want her to see how I work.

I went to her room and my heart stopped for a second, when she wasn't there. Where could she be at 9am? She wouldn't run away, right? I open my phone and call her immediately.

A: Hello?
I sigh as a relief.
D: Hey, where are you Ally?
A: Um just outside. I wanted to take a walk.
D: I was worried, please text me or write a note  next time.
A: Okay.
D: When are you coming home?
A: I don't know yet, probably soon.
D: I wanted to take you to the studio if you want to. I have to be there at eleven.
A: Um yeah sure.
D: Okay. Have you eaten something?
A: Yes.
D: Ally?
A: Demi, please. You know how I feel about eating in the morning.
D: Okay, but we'll have lunch together.
A: Yeah whatever. I need to go.

I sigh and put my phone away. I'm such a bad parent.

Allison's pov:
I was hanging out with Bryce in the morning, but I didn't tell Demi, because I don't know how she feels about it and if I'm being honest, this has nothing to do with her, so why would I tell her. She doesn't have to know.

"Was it your mom?" Bryce asks me. I still didn't tell him I'm adopted by Demi. "No." I shook my head. "Can I meet them one time. I mean you already know my parents, since you came over last week." I kept silent. "Hey, if you don't want to it's okay, you know. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." "No it's not that." "Then what is it?" I sigh. "Complicated." "You can tell me." He holds my hand. "My mom died a couple years ago and my dad is in jail, so now I live with someone who adopted me. And I really want you to meet them, but I just got there, so I'm not close with them." "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Your dad didn't-" I chuckled. "No he didn't murder my mom, if that's what you were thinking." "Oh okay, then what is he in jail for?"

(Flashback)
"Come here you little slut." He took me by my hair and threw me on the bed. "Now you're going to fuck me and keep your mouth shut or I kill you." Tears streamed down my face, but I didn't dare to make a sound.

"Allison?" "Um yeah, I'm sorry. I have to go." I just left him there in confusion. A tear rolled over my cheek and before I knew I was sobbing like a waterfall. An hour later I headed back home and prayed that nobody was there.
I opened the door with my key and saw Demi sitting on the couch.