Demi's POV
I walked out of the house furious. Got in my car and drove. I couldn't think straight, all I knew was I had to clear my mind. I knew Rylie was hiding something from me. She had to. My baby doesn't just snap for no reason. I called Marisa and she answered on the second ring.
" Mar, are you busy?"
" Nope, what's up?"
" Can I come by? Wilmer and I got into an argument and I just need someone to vent to."
" Oh my gosh Dem, yes! Are you on your way now?"
" Yeah. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
" Ok good! I have time to let the ice cream thaw out."
I giggled because Marrisa always knew how to cheer me up.
" You're such a goof." I managed through my sniffles and hung up.
Wilmer's POV
After thinking about what Demi said, I went upstairs to talk to Rylie. Knocking on her door, I heard her sniffling.
" Go away! "
"M'ija, please let me come in. " I said jiggling the door handle, but there was no result.
"No! Go away!"
" Rylie, of you don't open up, I will get the key."
There was silence, and I was walking to my bedroom to get the key, when the door cracked open.
" Fine, come in." I heard her say.
I walked in and sat on her bed and opened my arms for her. She ran into my arms and I held her as if that were the last time I would ever see her again.
Rylie's POV
I couldn't resist the urge to run into his arms. He engulfed me in a tight hug as if that would be the last time he would see or hug me again.
" M'ija, what's going in that brain of yours?" He asked while poking me in the forehead. I couldn't resist giggling when he said that.
" Where has that smile been? I haven't seen that in a while!" He said smiling down at me.
I knew he was telling the truth and looked down and started playing with my fingers.
" Okay, all jokes aside. What's really going on? Why did you snap at your mom like that?"
I couldn't bring myself to look up at my dad. He held my chin up and asked the question once more.
" She is comparing me to her dad. I'm NOT her. "
' You know you are just like your mom, but worse.'
" That is understandable, but what about everything else? Not eating? I can't recall the last time you ate dinner with us."
" how can you? You and mom are never home!"
I didn't mean for that to come out, it just slipped.
" I'm so sorry Rylie. You are right, we aren't home, but I'm trying, I really am trying to lessen my work load.
Demi's POV
I was still bawling my eyes out when I got a text from Wilmer. "Baby, please come home. We need to talk."
I ignored the text and my vision was blurred.
BAM! Everything went dark.
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No One is Perfect
FanfictionEven being Demi Lovato's child and how she talks about how perfect our family is, we are far from the perfect family. I'm Rylie and our family is hiding a lot and far from being perfect.