It's Just Hallie | Daughter of Demi Lovato |

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*Demi pov*

Phil: demi why the fuck are you all over the news!? I'm not liking these pictures I'm seeing!!

I sighed as Phil texted me for the 800th time, well everyone has. I literally am picking up everything and leaving to Texas. I fucked up everything and now Guilherme won't forgive me. No matter what I do, I bought him a brand new Rolls Royce in matte black - the one he wanted. But instead he went a fucked some girl instead.

I haven't aborted the baby yet but I'm going to in Texas. Away from everyone, I need to just get away.

I'm staying back at the house, trying to save my marriage but apparently it's not worth fighting for.

"Guilherme I made you a sandwich." I softly smiled holding a plate out. "I don't want your dirty food." He spat, "come on! I've done everything you asked me to! I gave you access to everything on my phone, I bought you a fucking new car, and even a gym! What the fuck else do you want!?" I yelled,

"Nothing is ever going to fix what you did! I don't want to touch you knowing someone else has touched you the way that I have!" He spat, "let's not forget that you also cheated on me!" I yelled back,

We started to get in eachothers faces again, "don't you DARE played the victim, you are not the victim here! For god sakes demi you haven't even aborted the mistake!" He gestured to my stomach, "I'm going to! Guilherme, Listen we can-"

"Oh god! Stop saying we can fix this! Demi, this isn't worth fixing! All we do is fight, and - and I can never look at you the same way that I used to! All I see is someone I used to love." He raged,

"No! Please Guilherme I need you! I'm sorry, I was drunk- you know that, I know, but I can't live with out you! I don't want a divorce, Baby-" he rolled his eyes, "don't call me baby- if you couldn't live with it me you shouldn't have gone and fucked it up, you ruined it all demi. You did this, it's all on you." He sighed,

"No, please- we can fix it!" I started to sob, my chest it hurt. Hurt so bad, like someone was stabbing it with a knife. "We can't fix it!" He roared, He was mad- like always. "I married someone I trusted, a marriage without trust is fucking pointless, how can I believe that your not out fucking Odell?"

"I don't know- but it won't happen again! Please stop, we need to fix this for Hallie and - and Harper!"

He sighed and rolled his eyes, "We don't need to fix shit, Hallie is 14 - almost 15, she needs to realize that some things aren't as perfect as they seem- and Harper is dead if you haven't noticed! Gone! She's been gone! She doesn't know that my slut of a wife cheated on me!" He yelled getting in my face,

"Stop calling me names! Okay I may have cheated on you but that doesn't give you the right to fucking sit here and call me names! I know Harper is dead! I WAS THERE!" I screamed the last part, "but-but she would want us to try and fix this!"

His open hand hit my cheek, causing a stinging sensation on my right cheek. "God! Fuck!" I yelled through the tears, "don't you dare raise your voice, Harper wouldn't give two shits! She would say 'oh well' then go fucking snort some cocaine like her mother." He spat,

Suddenly my front door opened, "What the fuck is going on!?" Marissa, my bestfriend yelled. "I get a call from Hallie, sobbing and freaking out because you guys are fighting 24/7 and it's physical!? So I stopped what the fuck I was doing because you two can't deal with your shit like mature people!" Marissa yelled. "You Guilherme need to leave, your wife isn't a fucking punching bag." Marissa spat, I wiped the blood from my lip, "don't worry about it- I'm leaving."

"Good, your good at that bitch." Guilherme spat,

I ran up the stairs sobbing, with Marissa fast on my trail.