Chapter 4

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Jessie's POV:

I can't believe it. She is actually going to leave me here. Alone.

And yes, i was eavesdropping on Taylor and Demi. What can i say, i'm a nosy person.

After Taylor said yes to being adopted by Demi, i couldn't listen anymore. So i ran upstairs. Crying.

Taylor's POV:

I am still so happy that Demi is adopting me!

But what i saw next, broke my heart.

Jessie. Running upstairs. Crying.

I felt so bad. I knew she was eavesdropping on me and Demi.

"What's wrong with Jessie?" Demi asked

"I don't know. I'm gonna go find out." i lied

As i was walking up the stairs, i could hear silent sobs coming from behind our closed bedroom door.

"Jessie?" i knocked

"Go away." she sobbed

"No, we need to talk." i said

"I don't want to talk to you. Go be with Demi." she said slightly angered

I walked in to our room. 

"Jess, please listen to me. You know how much i love you." i said sadly

"Clearly not enough if you're leaving me here. Alone." she said quietly

"No that's not true. You're not alone." i said quickly

"Oh really. Who else do i have besides you? Huh! Who!" She shouted angrily

I was silent

"That's what i thought." She said sadly

Then she walked out leaving me here. Alone

Demis POV:

I went to talk to Miss Jane about adopting Taylor.

"Um, hi Miss Jane?" 

She turned around and smiled

"Yes? Oh hello Demetria! How may i help you?" she said cheerfully

"Please call me Demi. And i just came to tell you that i would like to adopt Taylor Matthews."

"Oh good! Taylor must be really excited!" she said excitedly

"I hope so! But when i told her, she seemed very happy." i replied

"Well ,she has been a fan of yours for a very long time now." she said

"So i've heard." i giggled

Taylor's POV:

I can't believe it. Jessie hates me now

I can't live without her. She can't hate me

I ran to the bathroom

"She hates me." i cried

When i looked up through my teary eyes, i noticed the one thing that releases my pain.

My Blade.

I reached to grab it. When i got it, i didn't hesitate to roll up my sleeve.

But then i remembered that Demi was still down stairs. So instead, i rolled up my shirt.

I looked down in disgust.

"I'm so fat." i mumbled

And then i started.

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