Why me? (Demi Lovato Adoption Story)

Chapter 11

Demis POV:

I woke up to Buddy joyfully licking my face.

I assume he was trying to wake me up.

"Hi baby! Good morning!" I greeted him

He jumped off of me and headed towards the stairs.

I followed him into the kitchen.

"You hungry Buddy?" I asked

I have a tendency to talk to him even though I know he won't respond.

I pulled out his bowl and food and put 2 cups of kibble into it.

"Here you go baby." I put the bowl in front of him

Then I made a cup of coffee and went to the living room.

I turned the TV on and flicked through the channels.

I usually don't watch gossip shows, but one caught my eye. TMZ.

"Is Demi Lovato pregnant, or just gaining weight. Pop sensation seen walking around downtown LA looking as if she has a baby bump. Who is the baby daddy? Is it Nick Jonas?" The reporter said

I shut off the TV and went up to my bedroom.

I layed down and cried for hours.

I got up and walked to the bathroom.

I had a very unpleasant need to cut.

I felt like I did before I went to rehab.

Do it Demi.

Come on, you know you want to.

Come on Demi, come back to the dark side.

DO IT!

They were chanting bad things at me for 30 minutes.

I finally gave in.

I got up and grabbed my razor.

I put it on the floor and smashed it.

All 5 of the blades scattered on the floor.

I picked one up and held it in my hand and stared at it.

Don't do it. You have Taylor, Jessie and Anna to take care of. Don't do this.You have come so far. Put down the blade.

I started to put it near my wrist. I couldn't take it anymore.

"DEMI STOP!" I heard someone scream

My head snapped up in shock.

Taylors POV

I woke up and remembered the events of last night.

I smiled at the thought of us all bonding like a happy little family.

I went to the living room and seen no one there.

Then I went to Jessies room and seen her and Anna sleeping peacefully.

Then I went to Demis room and didn't see her. But her bathroom light was on.

I didn't think anything of it and went downstairs.

When I got downstairs I made breakfast for me and Demi.

I made Bacon, Eggs and Toast.

I hope she doesn't think that i'm a shit cook.

I put it all on a tray and started walking up the stairs.

When I got to her door I could hear faint whimpers coming from her bathroom.