Part 2

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Demi's POV
I got home at around eleven AM so I went straight inside smiling when I saw my mom, I sat down next to her and we talked for the longest time until she heard the door open. Opening her mouth she shouted "Sierra! I'm here!" And I watched waiting for my little sister to walk in. When she walked in however she rolled her eyes collapsing on the chair as far away from mom and I as physically possible. Mom scolded her. She seemed so much like me at that age. So deciding to try and humble her a bit when she said back that her last name was Lovato I corrected her. I know it wasn't the nicest thing to do but I did it. Her response was yelling something in Spanish but by the look on moms face Sierra was in some deep shit. For some reason Sierra smiled greeting me for the first time but saying Demetria instead of Demi. She knows how mad I get about that. Handing her phone over she walked up the stairs. Mom and I began to talk. "Mom? What's up with Sierra?" To which she sighed "Honestly Demi I don't know. Ever since she got to about 10 she changed a lot. I don't know what to do Demi. She's quiet now. She won't talk to me. I have an idea but I need your permission." I nodded my head to signal she could go on. "WillyoutakeherwithyoubacktoLA?" I nodded but asked a question "what about keeping her hidden?" Mom sighed "she's gonna have to go into the spotlight soon enough. I mean Maddie has more fame then her and she's younger. I have to let go sometime." She said sighing again I leaned over hugging her. I asked if I could go up to see Sierra and let her know about the change. Mom nodded so up I went. I entered her room but I didn't see her. I heard her in her bathroom. When she came out she obviously has something in her hand "Hold out your hand. Now." I said she shook her head so even though I didn't want to I grabbed her wrist and opened her hand, a razor head. I took it from her flushing it. When I came back I told her to strip "Strip down, now." she obliged and I looked at her arms. She had cuts just on her wrists and some on her stomach. I sighed, "Why?" she put her clothes back on. "I don't want to trigger you" to which I shook my head and just asked again, "Why?" to which she sighed "Do you really want to know?" I nodded "I don't know okay? It started off as a I wanted to try it and see how it felt. That's how it was for a while until everything changed it became an addiction. I don't know why I do it why I did it I don't know. I'm depressed so I guess it just helped. Hell you know the rest." I nodded and had her sit down next to me. She leaned onto me which I gladly hugged her. Then I opened my mouth to tell her exactly what I came up here to say "Your coming back to LA with me." To which she immediately sat up and said "WHAT?!" loudly. She was clearly upset, sitting far away from me she looked at me "EXPLAIN Demetria" I began to explain "mom" is all I had to say she sighed but nodded and asked shakily "when" and I told her that in two weeks I go back to LA. She nodded and grabbed her guitar. She just began to play something. I recognized it when she got deeper into it. A song I had written with her when she was little. Before she started hating me. I smiled when she finished. "You remember? Also why did you start hating me?" She sat her guitar down "of course I do and no offense but your kind of an angel in everyone's eyes and I just go annoyed with it so I guess I kind of resented you for it. I'm sorry" I nodded we at there for a little longer until dinner. When we went down mom handed Sierra a plate and said "your eating upstairs young lady" to which she nodded walking up the stairs again. I had promised her I wouldn't tell mom about her self injury. We are awkwardly until mom asked me how Sierra took it. Took everything. I told her the truth, that Sierra didn't take it very well. She nodded to that and we finished rather quick. Going to bed that night I thought about everything, how could I let my baby slip away like that. Go through everything I went through, but maybe I can help her. Save her from this.
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Hey! I'm stupid and didn't know how old Madison or Maddie or whatever is but I looked it up when I finished writing and she's actually 19. But, cuz I'm an idiot we are gonna pretend she's 13. Yeah so just let's go with that. 13. Hope you like the book! Be sure to comment what you think and give suggestions (also thanks to ironlovatic333  for the suggestion) I'm gonna rap this up but hope you like it enough to vote and keep reading.
-Kayla

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