The Lost Lovato [[ COMPLETED ]]

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"REBECCA GOD DAMMINT!" I screamed, I threw open her bedroom door and I stepped on her carpet and water engulfed my feet. I ran to her bathroom and what I saw I can never forget. "Oh my god." I fell to knees, as I saw my sister unconscious with red water surrounding her. I stood up slipping in the process grabbing a towel "Rebecca! Please!" I yelled as tears poured down my cheeks, I pulled her out of the tub as she looked super pale, I was getting soaked in water and I grabbed my phone and I fucking dropped it in the water "No no no!" I screamed, her wrist still bleeding profusely I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around as tighter as possible, I looked around for something I could use to call 911. I saw her phone I reached for the sink and it fell off but it didn't break, I slid the emergency call and dialed 911

911: this is 911 do you need a police, firefighter, or ambulance?

Demi: Th-this is Demi Lovato and I need an ambulance right now! My sister slit her wrists, please send someone!

911: Okay Demi, I'm sending an ambulance to your location. How old is your sister? And what's her name?

Demi: sh-sh-she's 15 and and her name is R-Rebecca she's bleeding a lot!

911: Demi honey, breathe in and out.

Demi: t-the ambulance is here I'm upstairs.

911: okay, Demi I'm going to hang up now, your safe and so is your sister.

Demi: okay, t-t-thank you

And then I hung up. Paramedics came in and took my sister from me and examined her, "she has a pulse but it's slowing down. We need to get her to the emergency room right away."

"Miss. Lovato will you be riding in the ambulance?"

I nodded and I looked at my lifeless sister as they did stuff to her wrist and and put an oxygen mask on her the set her on the gurney. I followed them into the ambulance and I looked as they put stuff on her wrists and I watched in horror, "she has no pulse!" One yelled, I knew exactly what that meant. They took the CPR thing and ripped open her shirt and put the pads on her chest "Clear!" They all took their hands off my sister and it shocked her, "Nothing, charge to 200!"

"Clear!"

And nothing again. We arrived to the hospital and they helped me out and as soon as they did I started throwing up. "Ma'm please come with us." A nurse called out handing me a puke bag. I looked up and she gasped "Demi Lovato-" they whispered, I grabbed the nurse and she held me up, "Rebecca!" I screamed, as they pulled her away. "I'm gonna be sick again." I called out, the nurse opened the bag and handed it to me and I puked again, and we went inside and she brought me to the waiting room where people stared at me, I shakily got my phone and dialed my moms number.

Demi: m-mom?

Dianna: baby? What's wrong? I'm in the middle of dinner.

Demi: R-R-R

Dianna: Demi? What the hell is going on!

Demi: Rebecca is in the hospital, she-she slit her wrists- please hurry!

Dianna: -----

Demi: MOM!

Dianna: *sobbing*

Demi: m-mom please

Dianna: Demi, baby, this is daddy we are on the next flight out okay? We will be there send me the hospital and call Dallas, I don't want you alone, you hear me? I don't want to fucking alone.

Demi: I-I hear you, I -I love you daddy.

Eddie: I love you baby girl.

I hung up and dialed Dallas and told her just to meet me at the hospital right now. Paparazzi of course found me, I sat down and had my head in my hands and waited.

"Demi!" I looked up and it was Dallas, "what's going on?" She asked giving me a hug. "Rebecca- she um- she tried to kill herself." I bit my lip and then I saw Wilmer running in. "Oh my god-" Dallas took a step back from me, "w-what are you doing?" I asked.

"This is your fault!" She yelled crying. "What!?" I yelled back, I began crying even more, she began walking outside and I followed her and so did Wilmer. "How is this my fault?!"

"Because! Your never home! You never have time for her, you didn't see that she was depressed- she would not be in this position if it wasn't for you!" She yelled at me making no sense. "Dallas! How could I have none she was depressed if she never told me! You know for a fucking fact that it's not my fault! Stop blaming me!"

She started getting close to me, "she asked you to go back on her depression medicine, she told you then. You didn't give a shit to ask her more, or talk to her, make appointments for her therapist. So don't be acting so stupid!" She yelled,

"Dallas! She was going to kill her self no matter where she was! I have a job, I'm sorry that my job is not your typical job but I did all that I could! It was up to herself, she said it in her letter! So if you opened up your eyes a little more and listened you would of known that!" I yelled, "she said 'y'all try to help me, but you can help someone who doesn't want to be helped!'" I yelled shoving the letter at her.

She took it and looked at me and raised her hand and just like that my cheek began stinging, now I was facing away from her. "You-you just fucking slapped me!" I put my hand on my cheek and looked at her "I-I-"

"Get away from me." I spat at her, "Demi- I'm sorry-"

"Max!" I yelled as she got closer to me, "don't- Demi you can't be serious?!" She scoffed. Max came running to me "Yes Demi?"

"Get Dallas away from me, she fucking hit me." I spat coldly. Max's face dropped and he looked at her and then me, "You heard her, step back." He straightened his back and put his hands up and Wilmer came to me "are you okay?" He asked putting his hands on me. "Don't touch me!" And then I went back inside and went into the bathroom. I desperately wanted my mom and dad and little sister.

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