Run Over (Demi Lovato FanFic)

Chapter 23

Sunday.
DEMI'S POV
I had a tough night, but I feel better. Everyday is a battle but I can push through. When I wake up, it's about 10:45, Nick is not next to me. I listen throughout the house. I smell coffee and I hear mumbles. I follow the voices into Jordan's room. She is reading to Nick. I sit on the bed. "I don't like this reading. Do you think Miss Taylor would be mad if I read something else?"
"Um, I'm not sure. How about you go into the office and choose a book, then we will talk to her on Wednesday." Nick tells her. She nods and heads off to the office. Nick turns to me and I give him a little kiss, and smile.
"Babe, I got cold without you next to me." I pout.
"I'm sorry." He smiles and pecks my lips, "Jordan woke up early and was trying to do some of her homework. I could tell she was getting frustrated. So I came in here to help her."
"It's okay. I guess, I missed you though." I whine. He kisses me, passionately, deep, full of love, and lust.
"Oh my god! On my bed?!" Jordan squeals. Nick chuckles.
I speak up to break the awkward silence, "Sorry, we need to go school shopping and get you some stuff."
"Right now? I haven't even had my coffee yet." Jordan complains.
"Oh, you poor baby. Get changed and we will get you Starbucks." I tell her.
"Can't I just go in this?" she asks.
I give her a glance over, she's wearing a tank top and spandex. "Absolutely not. Those short things are too short, and that tank top shows too much skin." Nick says, sternly.
"Fine, what if I put on sweats and-"
"A turtle neck." Nick says.
"Dad, I'm going to just walk around in a bikini if you don't stop."
"Woah, the tude." Nick warns.
"Dad, you do realize that when volleyball season starts I am going to be basically living in spandex."
"Not if I can help it."
"You don't even know what you are talking about, volleyball is spandex and tight V-necks, Hip-hop is shorts, and a sports bra, and its worse what I wear at dance competitions. I mean my skin is fucked, you see these scars? Foundation is the only thing that saves me from complete embarrassment. I swear, you are kinda an imbecile. Plus, have you seen the style? You walk into the mall it's basically like a strip club. I just want to wear a goddamn tank and spandex. I'm not a slut, I just want to be fucking comfortable."
"I never even implied you were a slut. Honestly you are going to stop cussing, or you are going to pay me a quarter, for every word, your mouth is ridiculous. You are not wearing that out, put on some sweats and a t-shirt."
"Oh my god, you are so fucking prude, jesus."
"You need to change now, and you owe me 75 cents."
"Are you stupid? I only said the f-word, thats 25 cents, even I can do that simple math."
"You said the Lord's name in vain."
"What the fuck? That's not even cussing."
"Now it's a dollar, just so you know the Lord's name in vain is cussing to me."
"Well... God and Jesus are not real. So... Sorry to burst your bubble."
"Okay, you two calm down. Jordan go change, Nick go cool down." I holler before things get worse. Jordan stomps into her closet and closes the door. Nick stomps downstairs.
Jordan comes out in sweatpants, converse, a beanie and a black t-shirt, "Jordan you need to apologize to him."
"What? No." She says rolling her eyes.
"Yes, go."
"I'm not apologizing. I didn't do anything wrong."
"Jordan, you will apologize or you will be grounded from the dance room till next Monday and your phone for five weeks."
"Ugh, oh my god. Fine."
I lead her to the stairs and she goes downstairs. I go to my room and change. When I get to the kitchen and she is sitting on the counter. The tension is hanging as a cloud in the room, "Dad, Im sorry." she mumbles.
"You are? For what?" He asks.
Oh, this ought to be good, "For cussing, I guess." she whispers.
"That's it?" Nick asks with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, I mean I didn't even do anything wrong."
"Yeah, you did. You got an attitude with me when I just want you to look decent. You should be sorry for being disrespectful."
"Yeah, but the thing is, I wasn't disrespectful. You know that I wasn't."
"Okay, well thats enough, Jordan you are grounded for another week from the dance room, and your phone for now five weeks." I tell her.
"Oh my god, whatever I wasn't sorry anyway." She says rolling her eyes.
"Well, Nick we are going to target, you want to come?"
"No, I'm good, I need to work on my music." He mumbles.
Jordan and I go through Starbucks and then head to Target. "You know, you brought the punishment on yourself." I tell her.
"Yeah, sure." She mumbles.
"Okay, what is the matter with you?" I ask. I have never seen her like this.
"Nothing, can I just turn the radio?"
"Yeah, we are gonna talk about this when we get home." She nods, and turns the station to a local rock station. "I was born one morning in December, on the coldest day, abandoned my mother, by my father I was raised..." She sings along getting lost in the song as I pull into target. I wait until the song is over to turn off the car. Once I turn off the car Jordan just sits there thinking. I break her concentration, "Okay, so we need to be quick. You need some school stuff and some dress up clothes for court Tuesday, if you don't like anything here we can go to the mall."
She shudders at the mention of court and she opens the door and climbs out of the car. We go in and I keep my head down trying not to attract attention. "Oh my god." Jordan whispers and ducks down the closest aisle. I follow her.
"What's is wrong?" I ask.
"Paige is her with Jay."
"Who's Jay?"
"My ex-boyfriend is here with my cousin."
"Oh, well Paige can't come near you, and if Jay does I'll kick his ass." I tell her and she giggles. We go the school section, and she walks right into Paige.
"Watch where you are going you stupid whore." Paige says bluntly.
"I'm not a whore." Jordan spits back.
"Oh Jordan don't act innocent you know all the fun things we did together." That Jay guy chuckles.
"You know we didn't do shit, and Paige just because you suck ass at sports doesn't mean that I'm a whore or stupid or whatever."
"You are a whore, you got Sam arrested, because you are a whore." Paige hisses.
Jordan's turns red and tears begin to form. "You know what? You are a horrible heart-less bitch. You whatever your name is... You took advantage of a vulnerable girl and you disgust me." I tell them and grab Jordan hand and push past them. We grab some journals, pens and pencils. We head toward the clothes, I want to take her to the Junior section but I know that even the smallest size will be too big. I lead her to the little girl section. She quickly grabs the black jeggings and looks around. "See anything you like?" I ask.
"No, not really can we j-j-just go so-som-somewhere else?"
I ignore her stutter and nod. While we are putting the bags into the car, my phone begins to ring. I answer it, "Hello?"
"Hey, Dem, can I spend the night at your house to night?" Maddie asks.
"Yeah, why?"
"Mom and I are fighting, it's a long story can you just come get me."
"Yeah I'll be there in ten minutes."

****A/N****
Hey, so i know technically it is sunday, but I'm a slow typer... sorry I started typing this chapter at 11:15 p.m. so yeah. any way, I have another chapter that I written down that I just need to type. I would love to get some feed back. I'll update next saturday, or earlier if I get 10 comments and 10 votes.
Have a great night, and stay strong.
--Sydney 😘❤️