I hate you but I love you (Demi Lovato fanfiction)

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Milia's POV
The next morning, I woke up to see Demi gone. I sighed as I went to get ready for the day, already dreading everything. I put my hair into a messy bun as I went down the stairs, to see everyone chatting happily. Demi shot me a look that I couldn't figure out as I brushed it off and grabbed a bottle of water before walking back to my room.

I heard Mom sigh behind my back and a faint 'Why can't the two of you have a normal conversation like most sisters would?'

Followed by a faint response from Demi, 'Maybe if she isn't being such a brat!'

And finally, came the shouting.

I just laid in bed, thinking about last night. I wanted that again, why does she have to ruin everything? I tried to block out everything they were saying but they were too loud. I sighed and headed to my bathroom.

No, you ruined everything.

It's all your fault that you and Demi's relationship is fucked up.

I wanted to believe that it wasn't, but of course, again, I'm always on the same page as my demons. I always give in to them.

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By the end of my 'bathroom trip', I had already added a few more cuts to my collection. My arms had close to no space, and soon enough, I had to move on to my thighs.

I cleaned up the blood and dropped the blade into it's box and back to its hiding place before walking out again.

'We're going shopping, please do not trash the house while we're gone! Madison and Dallas are out with their friends!' I heard Mom scream from downstairs.

Great. Now it was just Demi and I. I sighed and sat in bed, hugging my legs. I simply did not want to leave the room to face her.

A few hours later, her voice was heard outside my door.

'Amilia, the pizza is here.'

'I'm not hungry,' there was no way I was eating.

'Ungrateful bitch,' I heard her muttering under her breath.

I wasn't angry nor sad, I was confused. Didn't she go through the same thing before?

I sighed again, falling into another deep sleep.