CHAPTER 90

Demi's POV  

              When I opened my eyes, it was dark in the bus. Only the red dull light from the other room lit the cabin enough for me to see that Mac wasn't in her bed. I got up and check my phone, 3 am. I sighed, and walked into the kitchen/living  area. Mac was sitting on the couch was 'The Incredibles.' I sat down next to her, but she didn't look up. "You should be in bed." Mac just shrugged and looked at her hands. I stood up and went to the fridge, filling a cup up with milk and some sugar, then sticking it int he microwave fore a minute. When I was done I brought the cup back to Mac and handed it to her, "Drink this, it'll make you sleepy." Mac nodded, and took the cup, sipping it daintily. We sat there in silence, watching the movie. After a few minutes I glanced at Mac and saw her curled into a ball sleeping soundly. Tentatively, I stretched my hand out and brushed a few stray locks of hair from her cheek. I hesitated, then turned the T.V off and stood up. Carefully, as to not wake her up, I lifted Mac into my arms, settling her hand on my shoulder. She stirred, and I froze. She yawned, then nuzzled her head further into my neck. I fought back tears, I had missed this closeness with her so much, I could stand here like this for the rest of the night. I walked back to the bunk beds, and laid her down, tucking the covers in and kissing her forehead. "I love you babygirl, always."

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           I woke to the sound of yelling and a bright flash. Instinctively, I pulled the blanket tightly over my head and rolled towards the wall. Hands tugged on my body and the high-pitched screams were muffled. "Ohmigod Demi! Can I get your autograph? Please Demi I love you!" I blindly patted for my phone then frantically dialed Max's number. "Hello?" Came his deep Australian voice. "Max! There are fans in my bus!" I hissed, then line went dead. Shit, Mac. I peered above the covers and sat Natalie, Jill and Marissa standing there, laughing their ass off and rolling on the floor. I groaned, and shoved my head back into my pillow, "Get out. I fucking hate you guys." that made them laugh even harder. Max came running onto the bus. "Demi?!" I opened one eye. "False alarm." He looked angry, "You can't just say that and not mean it!" I gaped, "But I thought-" He shook his head, "No excuses. I', supposed to protect you, you could give me a heart attack one day." "But-" "No buts. No let's go we have things to do." I turned to the three girls and glared. That started up the laughing again, "You guys are dead.

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              I stood onstage as the crowd screamed. "So I haven't done this at any other show, but today I'd like to welcome my daughter Mackenzie to the stage." I motioned to the side of the stage and the screams got impossibly louder as Mac toddled out, smiling shyly. I bent down and picked her up. She was tense, and I could tell she still hadn't completely forgiven me, hopefully this could change that. "Remember how a few days ago I promised you that I would sing to your onstage?" Mac nodded, and smiled but I could still see the pain in her eyes. I smiled back, "Well this is gonna be a cover that Me and my guitarist Mike have been working on. It's a slower one, but I think you guys will like it. I nodded to Mike, who held an acoustic guitar, and he began to play the opening chords. I raised the mic, "This is for you babygirl." 

Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire. 

Bad decisions, that's alright. Welcome to my silly life. 

Mistreated misplaced misunderstood mis-know that it's all good 

It didn't slow me down. 

Mistaken, always second guessed and underestimated  look i'm still around.

Pretty Pretty please don't you ever ever feel, like you're less than, less than perfect.

Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel like your nothin, you are perfect, to me.

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong. 

Change the voices, in your head. Make them like you instead.  

So complicated, look how we all make it, filled with so much hatred, such a tired game. 

It's enough I've done all I can think of chased down all my demons. To see you do the same. 

Ohhh pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less than, less than perfect. 

Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel, like you're nothing. You are perfect. 

The whole world's scared so I swallowed the fear.

The only thing I should be drinkin is an ice cold beer. 

Cool in line, we try try try, we try so hard it's a waste of my time. 

Done lookin for the critics cause they're everywhere.

They don't like me jeans they don't get my hair. 

Estrange ourselves we do it all the time,

Why do we do that why do you do that. Ugh, why do I do that?

Yeaahhhhhh, you're perfect. Ohhhh you're perfect to me yeahh oh woah. 

Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less than,

 Less than perfect.. to me. 

             I lowered the Mic and brought my mouth to Mac's ear, "I love you so much babygirl. You're my world. I'm so sorry." Mac looked at me, then broke out into a huge smile, she threw her arms around me and squeezed me tightly. "I love you too Momma." I kiss her hair, "Always." 

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           Once I got back on the bus after the concert, Mac was waiting for me. I dropped to my knees and held out my arms. She ran to me and thew herself into my embrace. "I'm sorry Mac, I'm so sorry." Mac nodded, and buried her face into my neck. "I love you babygirl, so so much." I kissed her wherever I could reach, nose, cheeks, eyes hair. She giggled, "Stoppp Momma." I just snickered with her and scooped her up, tossing her high into the air then catching her as she came back down squealing. I pecked her nose, taking every opportunity that I could get to be close to her again, "Wanna watch a movie?" Mac nodded eagerly. I laughed and put her down, "Why don't you pick one out, I'll make popcorn." Mac ran over to the huge wall of movies. When I came back with a bowl of popcorn and drinks, she was sitting on the couch with a DVD. I smiled, "Got one?" She nodded and held it out to me. I almost groaned when I saw the cover, Camp Rock. "Why'd you pick this movie?" Mac shrugged, "I don't know." I knew she was telling the truth, she hadn't made the connection between me and the girl in the front cover yet. I hid my smirk as I put in the movie. This is going to be fun. 

             As the opening scene rolled on the screen, Mac watched excitedly. Then, Nick came on the screen as Nate. She furrowed her eyebrows and I nearly lost it, but bit my lip to keep from laughing. Slowly, she sat back on the couch, still with narrowed eyes. When Mitchie's song came on she sat up ramrod straight with wide eyes and looked from the T.V to me and back several times. At this point, I couldn't contain my laughter and let out a cackle. Mac jumped up and stood on the couch, "THAT'S YOU MOMMA!!" I started laughing harder and I stopped the recording on my phone, opening keek and posting the video, 

@ddlovato; Watching Camp Rock for the first time.... #doitellher 
www.keek.com/jakwj2DK8djk

                When I looked up from my phone I let out another loud laugh, Mac was standing inches from the screen with her hands on her hips. I took a picture and opened twitter, 

@ddlovato; "That's YOU momma!" :OOO 
www.pic.twitter.com/Qj3G6Cmhi8lk 

               I grabbed Mac by the waist and pulled her onto my lap, "Just watch the movie babygirl, pretend it's not me." Mac just shook her head, then she spun in my arms. "Wait, was that Nick?!" I smiled, "Yup!" She looked in awe for a second, then turned back to the screen, "I knew it." My phone beeped with a text, 

From; Nick!<3
Really? Camp Rock?! hahaha 

To; Nick!<3

She picked it out! I SWEAR! 

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            Halfway through the movie, Mac fell asleep, curled up in my arms, she looked so adorable. I moved as slowly as I could, trying not to wake her up. I hesitated, in front of her bunk, then put her in my bed so we could sleep together. When I put her on the cold sheets she scrunched up her nose, and snuggled closer to my warm body. I jumped when her cold fingers touched my bare skin, then snuggled and wound my arms around her. Tonight, I fell asleep with a smile. 

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               "Hey everyone! It's RayRay here sitting down with the beautiful Demi Lovato!" I smiled at the interviewer and waved at the camera. We were backstage in the venue and the show starts in about two hours so my manager wanted me to do some press. "So Howya doin' Demi?" the interviewer said, I smiled, "I'm doing great! I'm in a really great place right now." Ray nodded, "So... we and everyone else in the world are absolutely dying to know one thing." I rolled my eyes playfully, "Gee I wonder what that could be?" He cocked an eyebrow, "Nemi." I burst out laughing at the serious mention of the ship name. "Oh God." The interview laughed with me, "Well you can't just tweet a picture like that and NOT say anything about it!" I giggled, "Well what do you want to know?" Ray raised his eyebrow again, "How's the sex?" I dropped the microphone and put my hand over my mouth, blushing hard. He started cracking up, "Kidding! Totally kidding! I just wanna know how that relationship came to be." My heart was still beating extremely fast from the question. "W-Well you know, holy shit you can't scare me like that haha, Uhm, Well Nick and I have always been really really good friends. We lost contact for a little while, but he sent me flowers while I was in treatment, which I thought was so, SO sweet. And.... When I got out I did a performance at America's Got Talent, and he was backstage... We just kinda clicked." I smiled, and blushed again. "Awww look at her face! For those just listening her face is literally as red as a tomato." I smacked his arm. "Is not!" He smiled, then looked at his cards, "And how is her with you're daughter... Mac right?" I nodded, my smile growing, "Nick is amazing with Mac. He's so good with her and she's completely in love with him." The interviewer cocked his head, "Are you in love?" I smiled, "Yeah, I am." He smiled and pretended to fangirl, "Well I'm happy that you're so happy... So you're here in Virginia, and you just came from Texas over the holidays for Thanksgiving, and that's a big food day. What do you want to say to girls who are struggling?" I sighed, "Honestly, Even I felt disgusting after Thanksgiving dinner. But my fans, who were tweeting me such encouraging and inspirational things kept me strong. Being around my family and people I love and who love me and support my recovery sometimes for than myself helped alot. So that's how I stayed focused on my recovery. So what I would say to them is get someone to keep you accountable. Whether it's a close friend or trusted adult, just tell someone. Because there's nothing wrong with asking for help." The interviewer smiled, "Awesome. Well that about wraps it up! It's almost showtime so I'll let you go, I'm sure it'll be a night to remember!" I smiled, and waved at the camera, "Bye!" 

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