A/N: A little one shot inspired by a roleplay I am in xo.
Kylie Jenner had spent the day with her Best friend Chachi Gonzales. Chachi had a competition and Kylie went along to cheer the dancer on. Afterwards they had gone back to Chachi's house and pigged out on donuts while watching Pretty Little Liars on Netflix. Kylie returned to her own home a couple of hours later and made some dinner with her sister Kendall. The whole family sat down together and ate, laughed, talked and smiled. Kylie retreated to her room afterwards and turned on her laptop. She hit shuffle on her Itunes music library before checking her emails and facebook. She went on Twitter and replied to 10 or so tweets from fans before going onto Tumblr. She clicked on her inbox icon and waited as it loaded. She scrolled through her messages a few tears spilling from her eyes. Most of the messages contained something like "Oh you're fat" "You're ugly" "just drop dead already" She ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror pulling her top up and running her hand over her stomach. She knew she shouldn't but she hung her head over the toilet and stuck two fingers down her throat until the donuts and everything she had eaten that day was emptied out of her stomach. The urge to take the blade and slice her own skin was getting stronger and stronger by the minute. The tears now falling freely from her eyes she rushed out of the bathroom and back into her room. She quickly stuffed some clothes and other shit into a duffel bag, along with her keys, phone and her makeup bag she ran downstairs. Careful not to alert someone because of the state she was in, she wrote a quick note letting her family know she was staying with a friend and not to worry. She exited the house and walked through the cold night air down to the house she was heading for.
Demi Lovato was in her room watching some movies in her sweatpants and a tank-top. She heard the doorbell ring and she paused the movie. That's strange.. who would be visiting at this hour? She thought to herself. She wandered downstairs and opened the door to see Kylie standing there with a tearstained face. "Babygirl..." she muttered pulling the girl into a hug. She took Kylie up to her room and sat her down on her bed. "What happened love," Demi asked concerned about the young girl.
"I... I got back from Chachi's and then had dinner with my family. Then I got all these messages s-saying I should go kill myself, that I was ugly and fat. I.. I.. It hurts so bad Dem," Kylie sobbed with a hint of rasp in her voice. Demi listened and recognized the rasp in the 15 year old's voice from the years of purging she herself had gone through. She began to tear up. "Oh Ky..." She whispered. She wiped the younger girls tears from her eyes "C'mon, lets go downstairs. I'll make us both a hot cocoa." She said softly.
They stood in the kitchen in silence as Demi made them each a hot cocoa. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was more of a comfortable silence. Once Demi was finished she handed the girl her mug. In one hand they held their mugs and in the other, each other's hand. They made their back to Demi's room and Demi placed the two mugs on the bedside table. Demi lay back on her bed and gently pulled Kylie into her embrace. Demi had one arm wrapped around Kylie's waist and the other holding her hand. "Kylie..?" Demi whispered.
"Yeah..?" She whispered back.
"You're such a beautiful girl! You're nowhere near fat, you have an amazing figure! Be proud. I love you babygirl, don't you ever forget that! I'm always going to be here when you need me, okay? I promise." Demi said to the girl. Kylie squeezed Demi's hand and thanked her. "I love you too Dem," She replied. "Get some sleep beautiful," Demi said quietly. Kylie nodded and closed her eyes. "Night love," Demi whispered before planting a soft kiss on her forehead and dozing off herself.
Review? ily bb's.
