CHAPTER79

Demi's POV 

            Today's the day. The first show on my 'Unbroken' tour. Nick had decided to stay for my show and leave late in the night for New York. I didn't fight him on it, because I don't want him to leave. Mac was just as fascinated on the flight back to L.A. as she was to Texas. Eventually, she fell asleep cuddled into  Nick on his lap, since he had the window seat. After a while, I took, snuggled into Nick's shoulder and fell asleep with his arm around me, listening to the slow steady beating of his heart. When I woke up, he was looking down at me. I smiled, and stretched, "Hey babe." I reached my head up and kissed his jawline. He smiled, "Hey Dems." I could tell he had only woken up a few minutes before me, because his voice was still husky, I rested my head on his chest and his hand drew patterns on my back. With Mac sleeping in his arms, we looked like the perfect family, and in this moment, I felt like everything in my life is exactly how it should be... perfect. 

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            I heard the buzzing of the stage, and cheers from the audience filled the air, "DEMI! DEMI! DEMI! DEMI! DEMI!" They chanted over and over again. That familiar feeling in my stomach was growing. A mix of nerves, adrenaline, excitement, and pure happiness. This is where I belong. All of the hardwork, dedication, and energy put into this tour, had led up to this moment. The moment where I step onstage, as an artist, a performer, and an inspiration. I finally feel like a role model. Someone i'd want my kids to look up to, and I am SO proud of that. I stood there, with a microphone in my hand, waiting to be lifted up to the stage, in awe of everything that i'd accomplished this year. Suddenly, the music started, and the lift moved under me, bring me up to my fans, to my dream. I lifted the Mic to my mouth. 

"I love the way you're talkin." 

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              I sat on the piano bench on the stage, in awe of everything in front of me. The crowd was screaming their heads off, some people were even crying, which blows my mind. "Some of you, in this audience, are struggling." The screams died down as I spoke, "Whether it's friends, school, home... depression, anxiety, substance abuse, and eating disorder, or even self-harm." My voice cracked as I thought of Maddie. "I want you to know that even though you think that there is a darkness in your life that you can't escape, that there is no purpose to life and you have no reason to live. Some of you think that there is no hope for you. But you know what? You're wrong. If you think that you can't get through this struggle, You're wrong. If you think that there is no hope, and you don't have a reason to live, You're wrong. And you know why you're wrong? Because I am living proof that you can get through this, it's not going to be easy, but you can save your life. No matter how far you've gone, you can get back on track. If you think that there is no reason to live, there is. You may not have found your live's purpose in this world, but I can guarantee you that there is a plan for you. And if you don't have any hope, or you feel upset, or want to harm yourself, I want you to listen to the song i'm about the sing. Because in my darkest times it gives me hope. But before I sing this I want to let you know what else you're wrong about. Some of you think that no one loves you, and that breaks my heart, because even though i'm not there to say it to you everyday in person, I. Love. You. More than anything, because you guys saved my life, and for that I am forever grateful." With that, I turned to the piano and began to play the opening chords, "This song is called Skyscraper, and it's dedicated my beautiful Lovatics." 

Skies are crying. I am watching, catching teardrops in my hands. 

Only silence has it;s ending, like we never had a chance, 

do you have to, make me feel like, there's nothing left of me? 

You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am, 

Like i'm made of glass, like i'm made of paper, 

So go on and try to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground 

Like a skyscraper, Like a skyscraper. 

As the smoke clears, I awaken untangle you from me. 

Would it make you, feel better, to watch me while I bleed? 

All my window's still are broken, but i'm standing on my feet. 

You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am. 

Like i'm made of glass. Like i'm made of paper. 

And go on and try to tear me down, I will be rising form the ground, 

Like a skyscraper. Like a skyscraper. 

Ohh, Go run run run I'm gonna stay right here, watch you disappear, 

Yeah, Go run run run yeah it's a long way down. 

But I am closer to the clouds up here. 

You can take everything I have. You can break everything I am, 

Like I'm made of glass, Like I'm made of paper. 

And go on and TRY TO TEAR ME DOWN. I WILL BE RISING FROM THE GROUND. 

LIKE A SKYSCRAPER. LIKE A SKYSCRAPERRRR! 

Like a skyscraper... 

Like a skyscraper. 

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             I was rushed offstage after finishing my encore song, Give You Heart a Break. It's my next single, so I want my fans to be sued to hearing it. When I got backstage, I was passed from person to person, and hugged, kissed and squeezed. My mom gave me Mac and I hugged her tightly, "Hey babygirl!" Mac still had her headphones on because she was watching the show from sidestage, "Hwo'd you like the show?" I asked, taking them off of her and handing them to a stage hand, Mac grinned, "It was amazing Momma!" I smiled, "Thanks baby." She hugged me again, then pulled back, wrinkling her nose. "You're all sweaty." I grinned evilly, "Yeah?" I rubbed my face that was dripping in sweat from the heat of the stage all over her, "EWWWWWW" She squealed, and rubbed her face. "Put me down!" She giggled, I set her on her feet carefully and she ran away, towards Dallas and Maddie. They all started laughing as she dramatically explained what happened. They looked over at me and started to crack up, I gave them a thumbs up the screamed when my feet suddenly were not on the ground, but in the air and I was lifted over someone's shoulder. I began to his the person's back yelling, "PUT. ME. DOWN." The man just chuckled and started to jog towards the dressing rooms. 

            The mystery person, (who I had a pretty good Idea who it was, since their hand kept hitting my ass as they made their way through the crowd) began to run faster, and people stared at us as we sprinted through the hallways, me screaming and laughing hysterically. Finally, we reached my dressing room, and I was thrown on to the couch, Nick immediately climbed over me, catching my lips with a kiss.

              Our lips moved in sync, a well practiced dance now. Nick's hand moved against my center, I bucked my hips and wrapped my legs around his waist, moaning. Nick's lips moved from my mouth to my neck, biting and sucking as he went. He made his way to just below my ear and a different feeling shot through me, pure pleasure. I squealed and dug my nails into his back when he bit at it again, then he pulled away, "Did I just find a sweet spot?" He smirked, I panted, "I-I don't know." With another eyebrow raise, he attacked the spot near my hair, making me nearly scream out, if I hadn't used my hand to cover my mouth. I never knew he was so good at this. Nick kept up his movements in between my legs, while biting on my neck hard. I quickly built up the pleasure, and just before I reached my peak.... He stopped. Completely pulling away and not letting any part of his body touch me at all. I let out a groan of frustration, "Whhhhhyyyy?" Nick just smirked, "Payback's a bitch baby." I groaned again, "Fuck you." Nick shrugged, "You could have."

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            "Demi! Over here! Smile Demi! Smile for the pictures! Please Demi! Just look this way!" "Demi can I get a picture? Oh my god I love you so much!" I followed my body guards, who made a path through the mix of fans and paparazzi, trying to get to my tour bus. It was hard, because I was hysterically crying. I'd just dropped Nick off at the airport, I know I sound like one of those stereotypical girls who can't live without their boyfriends, but I can't help it. I think I kinda... maybe... sorta.... MIGHT. Be completely and erratically in love with him. 

              I finally got back to the tour bus where Mac was waiting with my back up singers, Shari and Kai. Mac squealed when she saw me, and jumped into my arms. "Momma, why are you crying?" I smiled and kissed her cheek, "I'm just really gonna miss Nick." Mac smiled, "That's okay! We can play together!" I smiled, and shook my head, "It's really late babygirl, we should get ready for bed."  

               After I showered and both of us had changed into our pajamas, I laid Mac in bed, tucked the sheets around her and kissed her forehead. then took the bunk across from her. Mac turned on her side and looked at me across the walkspace between the bunks. "Hi Mama." She giggled, I smiled, "Hi babygirl." Mac's eyes began to droop, but she struggled against sleep and kept them open, "Go to sleep babygirl, I'll see you in the morning." Mac nodded dreamily, "Goodnight Mommy." "Goodnight Baby." Mac smiled with al of her teeth, "I love youuu." I couldn't help but smiled back at her cuteness,     "I love you too babygirl, Always." 

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              "MOMMY." I woke with a start and sat up straight, hitting my head on the low ceiling of the bunk above me. "Fuck!" I yelled, rubbing my head and rolling off the bed. I punched the lightswitch and squinted in the harsh light of the fluorescent bulbs, stumbling blindly to Mac's bed. She was squirming around and screaming her head off, "MAC!" I shook her shoulders but that only made her screaming go impossibly louder. I yelled out in frsutration then wheeled around to my bed, grabbing a water bottle and uncapping it. I turned back around and poured some onto her face. 

              Mac sat up stock straight. Her eyes still full of fear from the nightmare. She looked at me in shock for a few seconds, then burst into tears. "Oh Mac." I whispered, and pulled her into a hug, feeling the wetness of both the water and the tears seep into my t-shirt. She fell into my arms, so I picked her up, bringing her to my bed and laying us down on the bed. I hugged her tightly as she shook with sobs. "Shhh it's okay babygirl." It wasn't real. I promise. I'm here. You're okay, Momma's here." I whispered a string of assurance into her ear, and slowly her crying and breathing slowed, yet she still shook. "Mac?" She shook her head and buried her head into my neck. I could tell she didn't want to talk about it, so I let it rest until morning. I pulled her closer to me, and waited for her breathing to even out, before falling asleep myself. 

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