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Heart Beat // adopted by Demi Lovato

kristenhenkle16

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Reads 14,404
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Parts 14
Time 1h 16m

kristenhenkle16

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No one knows who I am. No one pays attention to me. Why would they? I'm just the fuck up no one cares to know.All Rights Reserved

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Lovely || Demi Lovato by dimmylicious

He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?

The Dying Nobody (Kellic) by AspectsEric

Sometimes it's best not to say anything at all, to keep it all in hoping you won't spread it to others. The feelings I endure are horrid but I keep them bottled up because I don't want anyone to see me as the dying nobody. That's who I am though, a nobody. I'm a mistake in this world, a joke to humanity. Why am I here if all I do everyday is cry myself to sleep wondering what my father would do to me tomorrow and when my mother will return if ever. So this is me, the dying nobody and it fucking sucks. **Trigger warning: There are many Suicidal and Depression related events that occur within this story.***

hate to love you. by hermosaddlovato

don't you just find it so hard to hate someone that you love? sounds crazy huh? demetria devonne lovato. yes, of course, im related to her... and my life is a living hell. when your life gets so bad that you have no other choice, but to harm yourself... who do you go to? well, i stay to myself. why spill my secrets? part of me knows that it'll come out eventually, but let's not forget my life isn't great. when something good happens, it's always too good to be true. read this demi lovato fan fiction by @hermosaddlovato to find out about gabriela gonzalez' mysterious life. you're in for a treat. i promise. *please do not steal my ideas. consult me first. thank you, love you all.*

Hidden Secrets by foreverlastingdemi

I guess most people would say I'm lucky, I mean I am related to the Demi Lovato, and trust me it has it's up sides but it's not what it seems like. Demi's fans like to attack me, because I'm Demi's little sister, and Demi never see's it. It's also kind of hard to hide certain things from Demi, sometimes. Last time she visited she only paid attention to Madison and Dallas, leaving me super confused, I guess she just doesn't care about me anymore. She's returning again, and I'm scared it'll be the same, I'm scared she's forgotten about me. My name is Isabella De La Garza, Demi's least important sister, or so I thought.

Buried Emotions by idknairah

I'm an outcast, I'm un-wanted, I'm un-popular, But Mariah, my mom replacement, thinks I'm a normal teenager, Justin somehow believes he can help me, but no one can.

Unknown by xDancingDollx

I Was 6 When I Found Out I Was Adopted, And I Found Out The Hard Way Too. All These Lies And Unpredictable People Are Worthless. In This World You Have To Learn How To Live Alone. How To Be Genuine..But Also How To Acknowledged The Fact That When You Want Something..Get It. Even If It Means Lives Have To Be Taken Away.The Unknown Will Bite Hard Cause In This Life Theirs Only A "Hard Way". My Way.

Invisible Home by foreverlastingdemi

Invisible at Home, that's how I feel. I am drowning. I can't find any air to breathe, it's like I'm the last living thing on my earth, and there is only enough oxygen left for another minute. Every minute passes, the feeling never goes away. I am Evelyn Lovato, adopted daughter to the one and only Demi Lovato. and I am invisible.

Not My Sister (Demi Lovato Fan Fiction) by NairTRodrigues

There's a secret that runs deep inside this family. Want to know what it is? Nope sorry can't tell you. But when you find out you'll open your eyes. Greetings,I'm Daniella Lovato and this is my story. *Edited*

Orphans of the night by Demilovatofanfic22

I'm Blossom, cute name I know. That's not my real name, that's just my street name. Everyday is a mission, fending for myself and living on the streets. It wasn't always like this though. My orphanage ran into debt and had to close down. Most of the kids found emergency foster homes but for the rest of us that weren't so lucky. We had no choice but to take to the street. As the saying goes, until one day I was lucky enough to be in the same place at the same time as THE Demi Lovato. Of course being an orphan and living on the streets I didn't know who she was.

Hidden by LovaticNamedMax202

Secret: Not known or seen or not meant to be known or seen by others ⚠️TW: Depression selfinjury/self harm eating disorder and probably others⚠️

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Lovely || Demi Lovato

He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?