Chapter 39: Without the Love

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Demi Lovato Fan Fiction

Book 1: It Was A Mistake But I am Unbroken Now

Book 2: Here We Go Again When Two Worlds Collide

Book 3: Love is Loud Enough to Stop Hate

Book 4: That's How You Know to Believe in Me

Book 5: Let it Go for the Gift of a Friend

Chapter 39: Without the Love

These practices are killing me. For the last week I have had to get up at 5 o’clock every morning, go to school, go to practice, go to the studio, go home at 10 o’clock, eat dinner, do my homework, and not fall asleep until after midnight. I’ve lost five pounds in the last week because there have been days when I’m too tired to even eat dinner.

“Go home,” Dylan urged me, “You can miss one practice.”

“I don’t want to miss a practice,” I told him, “I’m fine.”

“No you’re not,” he told me, “Just go home.”

I put my hand up to my head, swaying a little.

“What’s wrong?” Dylan asked and held me close to steady me.

“I’m just a little light headed.”

“Have your bodyguards drive you home and eat something.”

“Dylan,” I groaned.

“Just go, I’m worried about you.”

“But I’m fine.”

I kept my hands on my head and felt my muscles going limp. Dylan caught me, picked me up completely, and set me down on a bench in the hallway of the school.

“Kay? Can you hear me?”

“Mhm,” I mumbled.

“I’m getting help,” he went to stand up, but I stopped him.

“I’m fine I just need to lie down.”

He sat back down, but picked up his phone. “Yeah I need an ambulance. I don’t know, she just got light headed and almost passed out. I don’t know. Yes. Okay. Thank you.”

“Who was that?” I asked him.

“I just called 911.”

“I don’t need a hospital, this is going to be all over the news.”

“Kayla, I don’t care. I just care about getting you some help. This probably because you’ve barely ate or gotten any sleep all week.”

“I’ve been busy. I had to record and –“

“Don’t,” he stopped me.

“I’m sorry.”

“This isn’t your fault.”

“Yes it is, they were right, they –“

“Kay, this isn’t your fault.”

“Are you mad at me?”

He reached up and brushed my hair out of my face. He opened his mouth to answer, but my eyes were already closing.

Dylan?

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