Being a Lovato Sister

Chapter 52-

Becca's POV***

I looked out onto the sun glazed lake as I barely managed to keep my balance on the old oak tree branch. This was one of my many new favourite places that I would go to get a break from the chaos. That seldom happened as Demi was always watching me; she has barely taken her eyes off of me for the past month. The only time I get a chance to escape is when she's in her studio; which is usually from one to four every Monday, Tuesday and Thursday. During that time I find a chance to sneak out and get some peace and quiet. With all the commotion going on with Emily I needed to find a time to just cool down and get away from reality. Nobody knew where I was, and it was total and complete bliss.

As I sat there enjoying the view and feeling the cold breeze on my face, I couldn't help but ponder over how dead I felt inside. Not because of my self-esteem but because of the situation I was in. I couldn't help but think that this was somehow my fault. I wasn't sure why but I had a gut feeling. It had to have been my fault, everything is my fault. I glanced down at my phone, eyeing the time. It was almost four which meant it was time to head back home. Before I knew it I had snuck through the door and into my bedroom, a somewhat normal routine for me. Right on que Demi came through the door spreading herself out on my bed.

"Hey Kiddo!" She managed to sneak out before yawning; causing me to giggle.

"Hey Dems, how was the studio?" I inquired.

"Same old, same old." She spoke, seemingly annoyed. We laid there for awhile in silence just enjoying each others company. After twenty minutes went by my eyelids began to fall and I felt Demi's arms wrap around me as we drifted off. However, that didn't last very long as Hunter knocked on the door, startling us awake.

"Demi, Becca? Your mom wanted me to come get you; dinner is ready." He spoke softly.

"Thank you Hunter. We'll be right there." I acknowledged. Hunter has become a part of our family over the last month. He is so kind and has a great sense of humor; he totally fits in.

"Of course my love, anything for you my love. Coming my love."Demi whispered in a mocking tone.

"Shut Up!" I exclaimed, smacking her with a pillow. "We are just friends, really good friends." I stated, earning a scoff from my older sister.

"Sure..." She rolled her eyes. 

After dinner we played a family board game before everyone went off to do their own thing. Well, everyone except for Hunter and I. We stayed sitting on the couch making small talk. After awhile we ran out of things to say and sat there in an awkward silence. My mind wandered off into a daze until I noticed Hunter staring at me.

"What?" I giggled, shoving his shoulder.

"Nothing..."

"Don't nothing me. It's totally something, just tell me." I berated.

"Do you ever think about what's going to happen?" He asked. "I mean with the whole Emily thing? You guys can't just live here forever, you all have lives."

"Yeah... I think about it all the time. A moment barely goes by without me thinking about it. I just, I can't help but think..." I paused, questioning telling him. "Never mind."

"You can't help but think what Becca?" He spoke softly, placing his hand on my knee. For a brief second I was going to tell him everything on my mind, then I came to my senses and changed my mind. 

"Can we just change the subject? I don't want to think about this anymore. Besides isn't that for the cops to worry about?" I shrugged, realizing how desperate I sounded. 

"Yeah, of course. Sorry for bringing it up." 

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I should probably get to bed, I'm getting kind of tired and Demi is probably waiting for me ." I completely lied. I was desperate to get out of that awkward conversation. I was going to make a fool out of myself anyway. I could hardly speak with his hand on my leg; it made me so nervous. He already sees me as a kid being a few years older, I couldn't bare the embarrassment of him finding out I have a huge crush on him. It's probably better we stay friends anyway. Once all of this is over I will never see him again. 

I opened the door to my room, only to see Demi had fallen asleep. Quietly I got ready for bed and pulled the covers over us. Slowly I began to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

"So how was your date?" Demi whispered startling me awake. I grabbed my pillow, hitting her with it. 

"Demi! You scared the crap out of me." She laughed.

"And your point is?? But seriously how was it?" She prompted.

"It wasn't a date. Besides I don't even like him that way." I blushed. 

"Are you sure?" She interrogated. 

"Yeah, and even if I did it wouldn't matter anyway would it? Could you just stop bugging me about it?" I got angry; giving her the cold shoulder. In hindsight, I probably could have handled that better. I was just sick and tired of her bothering me about it. 

We were both silent for awhile; you could have heard a pin drop. Being the sensitive person I am, I began to feel guilty for upsetting my sister. 

"Demi?" I whispered in hopes she wasn't sleeping again. 

"What now Becca?" She sounded groggy.

"I'm sorry for freaking out at you."

"No, I should be the one apologizing. I have been bugging you lately. I'm sorry." She whispered while turning me towards her and moving the hair out of my face. "I love you, ya know that? No matter what guy you date, you know their going to have to get Demi approval!" She laughed.

"Yeah, I know." I blushed. "I love you too, more than you think I do."  I smirked. 

"You don't even know the half of it." Demi snickered, kissing my forehead as we dozed off to sleep.

Hey Guys,

I know it's been awhile, but hopefully you liked it! I definitely have some improving to do on my writing again!!  

Let me know what you think, and what you would like to see in the future of this story! 

God Bless, Stay strong and Happy Reading!

~Riss