Demi's Story. Chapter 2.

October 20. LAX, CA.
"You all set?" my step dad, Eddie, said to me with a smile as he tapped the top of my luggage. We had reached the airport entrance, and this is where we part ways.
"Yup." I grinned. Was it genuine? That's when my mother showed up with Madison following close by.
"So grown up. Look at you, Eighteen and going on a world tour all by yourself! Have fun! But not TOO much fun. Oh, and call me every day sweetie. I worry about you," she held my face between her two hands "I LOVE YOU! okay?" She smiles and kisses my cheek.
"Yess, mom. I love you too." I give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I give Eddie a hug and he murmurs a simple "Be good." to me. I bend over and give Madison a tight hug. "I'm gonna miss you babygirl." I smiled at her. That was genuine. I love my little sister.
"I'll miss you too Demi... bye! Good luck! have fun! I'll miss you! muah!" she shouted over as I walked into the airport. I waved one last final time, and soon they disappeared.

5:50PM and I've finally reached Monterrey, Mexico. I was in the car with my security driving in the front seat. We were going to meet up with the others at the hotel, where we will all be staying at tonight. And by others, I mean, tour crew, light crew, security, and, of course.. the performers...and the girlfriend. Sigh. I can't think about him now... not now that his girlfriend is following him everywhere. I don't understand him. Was it all just a game? He seemed so genuine when he was with me. Like everything he said to me, he meant...

"You're so special to me, Demi. I love you...so much." He smiled and brushed her hair behind her ear. She smiles back, a genuine smile, and kisses him once more, then lays her head back on his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat, which was still racing. Then a phone buzzed. She sat up on the bed and wrapped the sheets around her naked body. "Is that your phone or mine?" She said, her eyes searching the room. "I don't know.." Joe said, still laying calmly on the bed with his arms wrapped behind his head as he smiled, watching her look for the buzzing phone. She found his iphone 4 just laying on the floor, and picked it up only to find "2 Missed Calls: AG".

"Demi? Wake up." Was all I heard Ricky say to my until I woke up.
"Huh?" I shot up from my seat and stretched. My security guard chuckled.
"You slept through the whole ride. Mustve been tired, but we're at the hotel. I'll take the luggage up to your room. Just go check in, okay?" He said carefully, almost as if he was a worried parent talking to their 5 year old. His heavy southern accent made everything seem almost that serious. I nodded and hopped out of the van, heading for the hotel. I walk in to a beautifully styled lobby and reach the front desk. The employee looked over his desk at me and nodded. "Demi Lovato.." I simply said, obviously sleepy.
"Oooh! Si... si.." He nodded and scrambled through his desk in search of my room number and key. Behind me, I could hear Dani and Luke's voice. Oh god... please hurry up, guy... let me escape them.
"Hey Dem-ball!" Luke chuckled and messed up my hair. He was always in a peppy mood when messing with people. "How you been?"
"Tir-" I was cut off
"Cool!" Luke smiled. Dani began to crack up, and I looked at him with a puzzled face. My eyebrows knit together as I looked at them. The employee at the front desk handed me my room key. I took it and quickly walked towards the elevator.

"STOP!" a voice said to me. I automatically came to a halt. I knew who it was. It was my voice. The one that controls me and everything I do. "Take the stairs. You're only on the 12th floor. It's good cardio for you." That's when I looked over at the door that read "STAIRS" in big black letters. Then I looked back at the elevator. "Don't do it, Demi. You know you HAVE to burn off those calories sometime today." Then I remembered. My little sister baked cookies this morning. I promised her I'd try it, so I did. This is how I have to pay.

I finally reached my room door panting like I've just been suffocated or something. Turning to my left, I find Joe just reaching his room at the same time as me. I couldn't help but look over.
"Uh... Are you okay?" He asked, referring to my heavy breathing.
"Yeah, um.. i just.. The stairs. ya know." I waved it off casually.
"Why didn't you just take the elevator?" He smiled at me. My heart stopped. Not only because he was smiling and we were the only two in the hallway, but because I didn't know how to answer that question.
"Uhm..." I looked at my feet. "Just.. reasons." I shrugged. He nodded and entered his room. And then there was me. All alone. Again. I slid down my door right in the middle of the hallway and let out a loud sigh. I hate what's controlling me.


Note: I'm not saying that this is how ALL eating disorders are for people. I'm just writing what I know and what I've dealt with in the past. If you have an eating disorder. Get help.

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• jemi
• joe
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[JemixShanie]

@jen17hilary thank you :) i'm posting the next one today lol :D

[JemixShanie]

@jamielynneh i'm posting the next one today! :)

[jen17hilary]

this is really good! :]

[jamielynneh]

keep going!!

[JemixShanie]

@odskdos thanks so much! :) I'm a bit discouraged because it has so little-to-no comments compared to my last story, but that's okay :) As long as I get this story out of my system...haha it's been itching to get written for weeks now! :)

[odskdos]

I really love this story :) keep up the good work