CHAPTER 77

Demi's POV 

"We have something to tell you."

             My words hung in the air, everyone was waiting. I nudged Maddie, but she let out a squeak. I looked over, she was petrified. I sighed, then took a deep breath. "Maddie. Roll up your sleeves." Before Maddie could move, my mom's hand jumped to her mouth, and tears filled her eyes. Maddie froze, horrified at our mother's reaction. I nudged my mom's leg with my foot under the table. She immediately pulled her hand away and composed herself. I nodded to Maddie, She took a shuddering breath and slowly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her wrists. My mom closed her eyes, Dallas turned into Rob, and started crying, but Eddie stared at Maddie's arms. His face was expressionless, but tears were running down his face. The last time I'd seen Eddie cry was when I came to him with this exact issue. It was at this table, October of last year. I cleared my throat, but Eddie spoke first, "Why?" Maddie didn't look up, but shrugged. Eddie put his head in his hands and rubbed his face. Then, my mom broke. 

                A loud sob bubbled up from her and she got up from her chair, still staring at Maddie's arms. "I-I'm sorry." She choked out and shoved away from the table, walking quickly into the next room, Maddie started crying even harder. I got up and went after her, following her silently to the west wing of the house, where we would be out of earshot from the others. Once there, she collapsed onto the couch sobbing. I sat next to her and pulled her into me, allowing her to cry onto my shoulder. "My babygirl Demi. My babygirl is hurting herself." She moaned, "What did I do wrong?" I shook my head and spoke almost angrily, "It's not your fault mom. You couldn't have done anything to prevent this. Remember what you told me?" My mom sniffled, then nodded. "God's plan." She said in a tiny voice. I nodded, "Exactly. It's God's plan for her. And it's gonna be okay." My mom tried to smile, then her face fell. "How bad is it? And don't you dare lie to me Demetria." At her use of my full name I knew how serious she was. I sighed, "It's bad mom, real bad." She took another shaky breath, "And... her eating?" I full silent. How am I supposed ot tell my mother that her youngest daughter is starving herself? Apparently, I didn't have to. My silence said it all. "No. No no no no no. Please. Please. God no." My mom muttered, I rubbed her back, "She's gonna be okay mom, she's a fighter. She can do this." My mom took her head out of her hands and looked at me through red eyes. "What are we supposed to do now?" I sighed, "Well since she's still in school, we should put her in therapy for a couple of months. And if she doesn't show progress, then treatment in the summer. It's the only choice we have." My mo nodded, and finally calmed down. "We should go back." I nodded, and helped her up. 

            We walked into the dining room where my family still sat, frozen, like we hadn't even left. As we entered, Eddie looked up, but Maddie stared off blankly. We sat back in our seats, I nudged Maddie, who seemed to snap out of it. I turned back to the table and decided to speak, "So.. Obviously something has to be done about this...." Eddie shifted in his chair, "You're hiding something. What else is wrong?" I cursed in my head, Eddie was always able to tell when I was hiding something since I got out of treatment. I really suck at lying now. He could read me so well. I sighed and looked at Maddie, she met my gaze... then nodded. "Maddie.. has... Maddie has an eating disorder." 

             Dallas began to cry again, and Eddie slumped in his chair, rubbing his face. then, he sighed, "So, what now?" Maddie looked up, frightened. I gave my partial solution, "Therapy." Maddie shook her head, "No. I'm fine. I'm not crazy." I sighed, "Maddie, nothing's wrong with therapy. Going to get help doesn't mean you're crazy." I said gently, "Therapy will-" "I DON'T CARE. I'M NOT CRAZY. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S FUCKED UP. NOT ME." Maddie stood up and yelled. Ouch, her comment stung. Eddie's facial expression turned angry. "Madison! Don't talk to your sister like that!" I shook my head, "No. Let it out Maddie. You think I'm fucked up?" Maddie's anger intensified. "NO! YOU'RE THE PERFECT CHILD. WHO EVERYONE LOVES. AND HAS THE AMAZING STORY WITH THE AMAZING VOICE. AMERICA'S FUCKING SWEETHEART. NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT ME, OR LIKES ME. I'M THE FAT ONE FROM DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES, AND THAT'S ALL I'LL EVER BE KNOWN FOR. YOU KNOW WHY I DIDN'T TELL YOU ANYTHING? BECAUSE YOU'RE THE REASON I DO IT." She screamed in my face, I was in shock for a second, feeling tears brimming my eyes. I couldn't believe that's how she really felt. "Well if that's how you feel.." I said lamely. Maddie turned on her heel and stomped to the stairs, just before she reached them she turned back to me. "That's exactly how I feel." She hissed, and ran up the stairs. A few seconds later, her door slammed, and my heart shattered. 

          I sat there at the table, hysterically sobbing with my head on the table. I couldn't believe what just happened. Maddie hates me. She blames me for everything, I'm the reason my babysister cuts. My phone buzzed, and the doorbell rang at the same time, but I didn't move. I don't want to move, I don't want to think. I don't know what I want. My mom got up and went to answer the door. I heard it open, and voices drifted down the hallway. Footsteps came into the room, then came closer to me. A large hand laid on my back. 

          "Demi" A voice murmured, I shook my head and kept my arms covering my face. A chair was pulled up next to me and I was lifted onto someone's lap. Armani Cologne mixed with old spice body wash filled the air around me, and I lifted my head to drink in his face, "Nick." I croaked. He smiled, but his eyes were full of worry. "What's wrong Dems?" At those words, I came crashing back to reality. With a moan, I pushed my face into Nick's shoulder and began to cry again. He sighed, and shifted underneath me, his arms wound under my body and lifted me up, carrying my to the guest room. He laid me on the bed, but before he could pull away I grabbed a fistful of his t-shirt and held it in a deathgrip, "Don't leave me." I whimpered. Slowly, Nick climbed over the bed and laid next to me, allowing me to snuggled into his chest, his hands stroked my back and my hair. When he spoke, I could feel his chest rumble. "Demi, what happened?" I felt the tears start to fall again, "My fault." I moaned, Nick wiped my tears and kissed my cheek, "What happened?" "M-Maddie... S-She..." I trailed off, "Maddie what." I looked up at him with hopeless eyes. " Maddie cuts Nick. And she has an eating disorder. It;s all my fault. She told me that i'm the reason, because she thinks that i'm perfect and she's not." By the end of explaining, I was full out bawling, and Nick pulled my face back into his chest, holding me together when I needed him most. "Demi. there is no way that this is your fault. It can't be. Maddie is scared and she's hurting. You can't take what she says personally. She's obviously ;ashing out to try and protect herself. to not tell you guys the real reason why she hurts herself. But this is not your fault. Okay DemI?" I nodded, and sniffled, "How are you even here right now?" Nick shrugged, "When you got off the phone I had a  really uneasy feeling. So I got on the first plane to Texas. I told the limo driver that i'd pay him double if he got to your house in ten minutes, and he got there in five. I wanted it to be a surprise but..." I nodded, then hugged him, doing my best to focus on him being here, and not him leaving. I sighed and rested my chin on his chest, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "C'mere." 

*SEXUAL WARNING*

       I quickly raised myself up and pressed my lips to his, nearly moaning at the relief I got. Nick's lips hungrily pushed my mouth open and our tongues danced. His hands moved from my hair to my hips, lifting them, and allowing me to straddle him. I could feel his bulge from where I sat and giggled against his lips. I pulled back and moved to his ear, whispering seductively, "Excited?" Nick moaned as I pressed my lips to his jawline again and again. His hands roamed my body and moved to my ass, squeezing and kneading it as we made out. I grinded my hips down onto him and he let out a muffled groan, gripping hips tighter and trying to stop my movements. "No Demi, not here." He panted. Not ot be put out, I slipped a hand between our bodies and palmed him through the jeans that he wore. He bit down hard on my bottom lip, and dragged it out with his teeth. He attacked my neck, stopping his groans from reaching the ears of my family. "Not here Demi, we can't." He muttered, grabbing my hand as it increased the pressure on his most sensitive area. I used my thigh to continue, but looked my him innocently, "What is it Nick?" He groaned as I moved my hand back to it's placement near his waistband, but made on movement to stop me. He breath quickened and I felt him grow even harder. I waited another ten seconds, then rolled off of him, leaving a very frustrated Nick panting next to me. "Okay, i'll stop." He looked at me, shocked, and I grinned evilly. He groaned, and slapped his forehead, "Seriously Demi?" I shrugged, "You said stop." He just shook his head, "Such a fucking tease." I giggled, "You haven't seen anything yet." He leaned over to kiss me but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. I threw a pillow at him. "Cover it." I hissed, then got up, trying to tame my almost-sex hair and walked over to the door. 

*END SEXUAL STUFF*

              "Who is it?" No answer. I pulled the door open, and someone crashed into me, hugging me tightly around the waist and sobbing. I tripped over the rug and fell back on my butt, yet the person didn't let go. "I'm sorry Demi I didn't mean it." The person cried. I realized it was Maddie and instantly wrapped my arms around her, "It's okay babygirl, I understand." Maddie wailed and held me tighter, "I'm sorry! Please don't hate me!" Tears welled up in my eyes when I heard her desperate pleading. "Maddie I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I love you too much." Maddie sniffled, "I love you too Demi, and I thought about it.." She trailed off. "And...?" I tried not to get my hopes up too much. Maddie met my eyes. 
"I'll go to therapy." 

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