We'll Make It (Sequel to Through it Together) - Demi Lovato

Part 21

Narrator POV:
Months have gone by. Demi, Dallas, and Marissa all slowly started falling apart, breaking down. Marissa couldn't go a day without having a breakdown and hurting herself. Dallas couldn't either. Demi fought with everything she had inside her to stay strong for Dallas and Marissa and her Lovatics. On the outside, she seems fine, she goes out and does fun things, but when she lays down in her bed at night she finally breaks. Some Lovatics have begun to notice. The glow in her eyes that she used to have is gone, and her smiles are fake. Maddie is supposed to come home soon. She doesn't know what she's stepping into.

Demi's POV
Maddie can not come home to this. There's no way that she is stable enough to be surrounded by all of this depression and sadness. I pick up the phone and call TK. A woman picks up. "Timberline Knolls, how may I help you?" Her cherry voice really replies.

"Hey it's Demi." I simply say. I've been calling there so much and I've been there so much that basically everyone knows me there now.

"Hey Demi how are you doing sweetie?" The woman's voice replies.

"I'm okay, thanks. I was calling because I know that Maddie's being released tomorrow, but is it possible that she stays there for like one more week?" I say, afraid of the answer.

Silence fills the line for a little, then she finally answers. "Well... I don't really think... well why would that be necessary?" She asks, sounding confused.

I sigh, deciding to just tell her the truth. "Well my sisters aren't in the best places right now, mentally, and I don't think that environment would be good for her to come home to. I need some time to figure out what I'm going to do." I say.

"Well sweetheart, have you thought of convincing your sisters to come here for a little while?" The woman says and I sigh. I knew this was coming. And right now, it doesn't sound like that bad of an option.

"I guess." I say. "Okay. I'll talk to them and call you back. Thank you." I say to the woman and hang up.

I sit on the kitchen stool, thinking. Wondering. How am I going to help Dallas and Marissa, keep them away from Maddie, help keep Maddie stable, and keep myself sane enough to do it all?

I'm sorry this is short and I'm sorry I haven't been updating. If you didn't read my most recent AN it explains why. But thank you all for reading and commenting and voting. As always,
Stay Strong,
Giana❤️