Life is a work of art (Demi Lovato fanfiction). *UNDER EDITING*

Life is a work of art (Demi Lovato fanfiction)

Chapter 4: Believe in me

"I don't wanna be afraid! I want to wake up feeling beautiful."

I wake up on the couch I must of fell asleep there last night. I stand up and realise how sore my back is from sleeping there. I go to the kitchen and put the kettle on for a cup of tea. I decide to call my mum and see how they are doing. I call her but she doesn't pick up, I look at the time and realise she's probably not up yet. I sit back down on the couch with my cup of tea, there is a chap at my door.

'Sophie, hi'

'John what are you doing here? I thought you were still in Afghanistan?' I ask him

'Got back early. I went to mums house but nobody's in.' He says with a disappointed look

'Yeah. There at the the hospital. Louise relapsed.'

'God. You okay Soph?'

'Been better. But yeah I'm alright.' I let him in and we sit down on the couch together.

'I missed you Sophie!'

'I missed you to! When did you get in?'

'Couple of hours ago'

'Do up you wanna go lie down for a wee while?'

'Yeah thanks!' I showed him to my guest bedroom and let him sleep. I sit back down on the couch and pick up the notebook and pen. I begin scribbling down my story so that when Demi came later I would have it ready.

**A couple of hours later**

There's a knock at the door. I put down the notebook and answer the door.

'Demi, hi?'

'Sophie, sorry for just dropping by like this but I couldn't get a hold of you and I thought something bad had happened to you!'

'Sorry. My phone must be dead. Didn't get to charge it last night.' I let her in and we sit on the couch. 'So' she begins

'So?'

'So, have you got your story ready? First step of recovery is admitting you have a problem. Second rule is telling someone why you have a problem!' She reads the look on my face 'well, maybe the second step isn't that but it's going to be my second step. So have you got it ready?'

'Yeah, just finished writing it down'

'Right, so do you want to tell me it or do you want me to read it?'

'Em, I think I'll tell you it'

'Well. Just let me know if its too painful!' I nod at her.

'Well, I suppose it started when in was I was 9, when my sister got diagnosed with leukaemia. It's been a downward spiral since then, my dad left us when I was 7 so I was still kind of upset when she got diagnosed. It turned out that the only person who could save my sister was my mum, it was hard on us cause if Louise got ill we were left with relatives because my mum would have to go in as well.' I sigh

'So when did you start cutting?' She asks

'The first time my sister relapsed, I was 12 and this time I was completely alone because my mum trusted me to be in myself. It's been 7 years since that day but I can remember it like it was yesterday, it was in the hospital toilet...' I break down in tears. I feel Demi's arm around my shoulder.' It's okay!' She says soothingly. I hear someone coming down the stairs, John, I can't let him see me like this I quickly sit up and wipe my eyes. He enters the living room and looks at Demi and then at me. 'Sophie, who is this?' She asks

'Demi this is my step brother John, John this is my friend Demi'

'Nice to meet you Demi, but Sophie didn't say she was having company or I would of cleaned up a bit!' He says to Demi

'No your fine. Sophie didn't know I was coming I just got worried about her cause of what happened last night and her phone was off!' She says back to him, I see a glint in both of their eyes as the look at each other. 'what happened last night that Demi could get so worried about?' He said addressing me. 'He doesn't know, does he?' Demi asks me. I gulped and shook my head.

'He doesn't know "anything"' I emphasise to Demi. She just stares at me

'How does your own brother not know?' She ask without blinking. I shrug

'He's been in Afghanistan. When I started.'

'Sophie, when you started what?' He sounded angry. I look at my feet and refuse to look up. Demi butts in 'Your sister has been cutting for 7 years!' I stare at her! How could she? That is my information to share not hers! 'Does mum know?' He looks concerned. I gulp

'Yeah she does but with everything that goes on with Louise she didn't really have time to tell me not to do it!'

'Mum knew and did nothing! Has she lost all her sense? I'm going to help you through this! I'm not going to let you slip through the cracks just cause Louise is ill!'

'Me too!' Demi says. I look at them both their faces filled with concern.

'Thanks guys!' I say trying to hold in my tears.

'So is that your whole story now, out in the open?' Demi asks

'Yeah!' I confirm.

'What did mum say when she found out?' John asks

'She was shocked and said she was disappointed but then Louise was throwing up at the time so she soon forgot about giving me into trouble!'

'Well. Your my top priority at the moment!' I have never felt so loved in my whole life! My house phone starts ringing, I look at it with disbelieve nobody calls my house phone. I pick it up.

I drop the phone, Demi and John give me a shocked look. 'Whats wrong?' They ask

'You've gone chalk white. Sophie who was on the phone?'

'It was mum!' I muster

'Whats wrong?' John asks looking rather worried

'It's Louise...'

'What is she okay?' He asks. What a stupid question if she was okay would I be like this, no!

'No she's not okay. She's went into a coma!'

END OF CHAPTER 4

-sorry this took so long to upload, I've been on holiday and had no Internet!

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