>TRIGGER WARNING< "Yeah and?" I cut her off I didn't have to guess, I knew where this was going and it couldn't be good. I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Have you ever cut or anything your not like me are you?" A tear rolled down her cheek and I wiped it away. I whispered my next line."Hey why are you crying? I haven't gotten to tell you that I'm your little warrior Demi. I'm strong and no I haven't cut or purged or anything else I know that would hurt you." I lied for the second time tonight and it didn't seem to bother me. P.s. I suck at descriptions, just read the book

My name is Madison De La Garza. Yes, Demi Lovato's sister. No. This story is not about her. This is MY Story. Told MY way. So many people expect me to be strong because Demi is... But guess what. I'm getting really tired of pretending i'm something that i'm not.

~My name is Charlie. Just Charlie. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't have a last name.. My dad? Ha. Good one. My mom? Yeah, you probably know her. Well, you know OF her. No one knows the real her except for a few people. Demi Lovato may have given birth to me, but she is NOT my mother.~ Charlie is the fourteen year old daughter of pop icon Demi Lovato. with six Grammys and a relationship most people would kill for, she's got it all under control. Charlie was three when she was abandoned by a scared eighteen year old Demi Lovato. Now, she finds out Demi is trying to find her ... No way in HELL is that happening.