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STORY IN HERE!
I'm so mad, I wrote out this whole thing and it got deleted. I hope this is still as good :/
Demi's POV:
"Demi honey wake up, you have an appointment, remember?" My mother shook me lightly.
"Ughhh, sleep mom."
"Wake up honey, please." My mother pleaded and made me feel guilty so I rushed out of bed, brushed my teeth and changed into my Texas sweats and a big black shirt. I grabbed my favorite black bag and ran downstairs.
(this is what she is wearing if you want a visual! http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons1/308/3086080/18_2009/3b/demi-lovato-489-5.jpg)
"I'm driving today, Mom. You're under too much stress,"
"Honey..." My mom replied but I took the keys from her hand and headed to the door. "Baby I know you hate these appointments but it makes me feel better knowing you could be getting better."
"Mom, i'm not going to get better, I know what is going to happen to me. So do you." I responded, harshly regretting it straight away as my mother locked her seatbelt and stared out the window, a tear escaping her eyes. "I'm sorry Mommy, that was wrong of me to say. Forget I said it, I could get better, just forget I said anything." She gave me a small smile as I pulled out of the driveway and to the hospital.
[[AT THE HOSPITAL]]
"How are you feeling today, Miss Lovato?" Dr. Lukas asked me taking my chart from a nearby table.
"I seriously don't want to be here but what the hell..." I responded, rolling my eyes as he scooted over to me on his roll chair.
"It's nice to see you too, Miss Lovato." He chuckled.
I gave him a smirk as he handed me the hospital gown. I hate those stupid gowns so much. Your butt is completely on show to the world, even thought I am still able to wear my underwear, and you can see the goosebumps on my thighs and butt cheeks from the ice cold examination table.
"Thanks, but this is SOO last season." I said mocking fashion gurus everywhere, I could here him laugh as I went into the bathroom to change. After my exams and EKG (this thing that shows my heartbeats and stuff) I was allowed to go to the cafeteria but I was only allowed an apple and juice. Very very very ANNOYING! I grabbed a 10 from my purse and ran to the caf, (I was dressed in my sweats again, of course!)
Joe's POV:
"Mom, this doesn't look like Target..." I announced as we pulled into the hospital parking lot.
"I know hunny, it's a hospital." She responded nonchalantly.
"And...why are we at the hospital? What's going on?" I asked, getting worried.
"I think it'd be nice if you saw someone. For all of us." WTF.
"Mother. By 'see someone' you better not mean a shrink? I swear to GOD Mother I will never talk to you again if you're making me see 'someone' and I'm not a 2 year old you can say 'doctor'" I responded with air quotes.
"That's just a risk I'm going to have to take. I'm worried about you, you're far too unsocial and those are signs of depression. We're going to the psychiatric ward to see a friend of mine who specializes in your case."
"MY case mother, MY CASE?! What the hell, MOM? I don't have a 'case' I just don't care about the stupid fags at my school who only give a damn about how many girls they lay, who only care about the newest Gucci bag!" As soon as she parked I got out of the car and slammed the door.
"Joseph Adam Jonas, you do not talk to me like that! I am your mother and you are seeing someone whether you like it or not!" She grabbed him by the ear and pulled him to the front of the hospital.
"What the hell Mother i'm 18 not 8!"
Later...
As we sat in the waiting room my stomach began to growl. I couldn't remember the last time I ate and we'd been waiting for so long already. "Mom, I'm going to find the cafeteria. Call me when it's our turn." I said, knowing I had left my phone at home.
"Okay, hurry back." She didn't even look at me.
It took a while but I eventually found the cafeteria. To my surprise it was mostly vacant apart from a girl dressed in black, attempting to reach for a tray in a cabinet far to high up for her height. She looked pretty young from behind so I decided to go help her out. I put my arm over her and grabbed two trays, one for her and one for myself. "Here, shortie." I said with a grin.
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3:14Heartbeat [A Jemi Story] Chapter 6 (Part 1)by bmblebee3806 views
love your series =) all of them!!
what song is used in the video?
eyescovered107 11 months ago
@eyescovered107 Heartbeat by Scouting for Girls :)
bmblebee3 11 months ago
it says the page cannot be found in the pic where u showing wat demï's wearing
Jemi4thewin 2 years ago
yess, i'm fixing that now :D
bmblebee3 2 years ago
if you write it in a word-document or something, then you can copy it and uploadit and if youtube denies it, you trie again, but you don't have to re-write the whole story :P (that's how do it anyway :))
miyaa7 2 years ago
haha thanks (: i wrote it in a word doc and then erased it when i was finished! very stupid of me!
bmblebee3 2 years ago