Heart Of Gold

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"So, you're telling me, I was kidnap?" I ask Demi as I laid in my hospital bed while she sat at the edge of my bed.

Demi nods, glancing over at Nick that sat beside Nina's bed.

"Yeah, this son of a bitch made me think I was crazy." She says, flicking her hand at him. Her face was now clean of blood, only a white bandaid was on her cheek, her knuckles clean of blood and now wrap up, her side was also patch up. She just had to take it easy on her side. Nick had his leg wrap up too since he had cut it when the plane nosedive.

Nina props herself up on her elbow, looking at us. "All I know is I went to the bathroom, they had like these mints next to the sink and I decided to grab one. How the hell should I know they were drugs? Next thing I knew, I black out." She says and I point over to her, nodding.

"Same with me, there was mints and I grab one. I black out after I ate it." I say and Demi pursed her lips, eyes narrowing.

"Had your parents ever told you to never eat candy from strangers and weird strange places?" Nick says and we both shrug.

"I saw the opportunity and I took it." Nina says. "And if I knew it was drugs, then I wouldn't have taken it." I nodded.

"Yeah, me either." I say and Demi sighs.

"I was going crazy, you guys have no idea what I felt like in those hours. I thought I was losing my mind." She says and that's when the news turn on. We turn our heads and watch.

"Today has been a terrifying day for the hundred and seventy passengers in flight A-634. Coming from Moscow, Russia to New York USA, the popstar sensation Demi Lovato had the worst eight hours of her life. Waking up from a nap, Lovato discovers her son, Edward Lovato, was not beside her, nor was her tour mate, Nina Cortez. Asking long time best friend Nick Jonas where they are, Jonas then asks if she was feeling well. Confused, Lovato asks again, only for Jonas to dodge the question. Turns out Lovato realizes that her son and tour mate, Nina Cortez, was kidnap in the plane. When Lovato tells the flight attendants, it seems that neither of the two were even registered. Lovato kept insisting they boarded the plane, but there was no proof whatsoever. Here's are some videos," The news lady says and the screen shows a video of Demi punching Nick in the face, yelling at him.

My eyes widened as I saw more videos of Demi, one talking with a lady who is a therapist, saying she's not crazy, another when the plane nosedives and Demi was thrown around, another was following Marshall up and down the aisles. She looked miserable. No, she looked like something so precious to her was taken away from her.

"No one had believed Lovato at all, everyone thought she was delusional, saying her son had died a month ago due to no heart donors and her friend being in the studio. It has been said Lovato was losing her mind during the flight, desperately trying to find someone who had believed her. Yet it was all a cover up to keep the singer busy, when the plane made a emergency landing in Washington, no one would leave until they find Edward Lovato and Nina Cortez. Here's a video of Lovato spotting the woman who had took her son and friend from her." The lady says again and a video comes up.

We watch as Demi ran at a woman, shouting at the top of her lungs, officers behind her. Demi tackles the woman into the floor, punching her in the face.

"Yeah! Slam the bitch down!" Nina says, and I look at her before turning back to the TV.

We watch as Demi yank the wig off and realization comes across her. She grabs mine and Nina's hats and yanks them off, revealing us.

I scrunch up my face. "I look like a girl," I say. "with a weird dress and it looked like a crayon raped my face."

"And I look like a gay dude, what the hell?" Nina says as we watch Demi wipe the make up off our faces, yelling that it was us.