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

Part 26

*TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSUALT*

Maddie's POV

I wake up to a hand about to cover my mouth. I scream before the cold hand covers my mouth. I look up at the person with fearful eyes. Some man that I have no idea who he is. I see Demi run into the room and freeze. Her eyes show complete fear. "L-Let her go Josh" Demi says as stern as possible. She knows who this is? The man looks at me and I look at Demi. I feel a hard hit to my head and I'm out.

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I wake up with a throbbing headache. I look around and see that I'm duct taped to a chair. I try to rip it, but the tape is way too thick to rip. The man must have wrapped it so many times around. I begin to panic and look around the room. We're in Dallas' bedroom. I see Demi knocked out on the bed. The man walks in, laughing. He looks at me and smiles. "You're going to get a little show, Madison." When he says my name I wince. What the fuck does he mean?

Demi begins to stir, and the man, who Demi called Josh earlier, gets closer to the bed. He leans down and holds down her arms. Her legs are tied to the bed. Why didn't he tie her arms? She wakes up fully and her eyes go wide at the sight of him. "Demetria." He says mockingly. "Did you miss me?" He asks and her breathing quickens as tears fill her eyes. I try my hardest to rip the tape but I can't. He slaps her. "ANSWER ME" he yells and a small whimper escapes her lips.

"N-No." she says and he slaps her again.

"Wrong answer Demetria." he says and laughs. I see his grip get tighter on her wrists as he twists her wrists, almost breaking them. She yelps in pain.

"STOP!" I yell to him and he looks at me and laughs.

"Stop!" he says in a high voice, mocking me. "What do you plan to do about it?" He asks me and I stay quiet. "Exactly." he says, turning back to Demi. He ties her arms to the bed. She stays silent as tears roll down her cheeks. He pulls out a knife. I scream but he ignores me. He slides the knife from the waistband of her pants, down to her leg, cutting her skin and her pants in the process. She screams and lets out a sob. He does the same to the other leg and I look away.

He rips her pants off, ripping her underwear off also. He then rips his own pants off. Demi bites her lip in fear. She begins to speak and I look at her immediately. "M-Maddie close y-your ey- AHHHH" I close my eyes as she yelps in pain as he forcefully begins raping her. Her screams will be forever burned in my brain. Her cries. I can't help her! And I hate myself for it. Tears roll down my face at the sound of my older sister, my idol, my warrior, being tortured.

"Madison, open your eyes!" He screams but I ignore him. "Madison open your eyes or your precious little sister will get it even worse!" He yells and I slowly open my eyes. I will never get the image out of my head. I lock eyes with Demi to avoid having to look at anything else. Her eyes are full of pain. He thrusts into her extremely hard and her eyes squeeze shut as she hisses in pain.

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He walks over to me. I look at a heavy breathing Demi. She is laying on her stomach now, completely naked. He hit her multiple times on her back with his belt, causing her back to start bleeding. I can tell that she kept having flashbacks, her screams and cries became louder. The man takes the knife and cuts all of the tape so that its almost cut but not fully. "Hope you're strong enough to rip it now." He says laughing, and then he just leaves. I fling myself forward, ripping that tape thats around my chest. I rip the tape around my wrist then bend down and rip it off my legs. I jump up, getting a little dizzy but I don't care about that at the moment.

I run to Demi's side, untying the ropes around her ankles and wrists. I run into Dallas' bathroom and grab her robe, running back to Demi. I carefully put Demi's arm through one hole of the robe then carefully do the same to the other arm, wrapping the robe around her. I pull her close to me as her sobs echo throughout the room. "D-Dems, let's get you in a bath okay?" She just nods. I help her up slowly, she winces at the pain. We go into Dallas' bathroom because it's the closest and I turn on the water for the bath.

Demi carefully takes the robe off. I bite my lip. She's getting skinnier. And she was newer scars on her body. I sigh and carefully help demi into the bath, the water turning pink immediately. She hisses in pain. "I'm s-sorry Dems" I tell her and she shakes her head.

"N-Not your fault" she says, just under a whisper. I grab the shampoo and begin to wash her hair for her, there's blood in her hair, and I don't think she has the strength to wash her own hair. It's silent as I scrub her hair with the shampoo.

"Dems? A-Are y-you okay, you know, d-down there?" I ask and she doesn't look at me.

Demi's POV
Of course it hurts "down there". The only thing is that I'm used to it. It hasn't happened to me in so long but I still remember how to ignore the pain, to remain numb. I simply shake my head no to Maddie and she sighs. "C-Can I d-do anything?" She asks and I finally look up at her.

"Don't leave me."