Comments | jobrolifestory: Your selfish hands always expecting more

demlovato in jobrolifestory

Your selfish hands always expecting more

Dec 19, 2011 23:04

Characters: Cemi
Setting: Christmas Eve at their L.A. home

( Don't you remember? I'm your baby girl. How could you throw me right out of your world? So young when the pain had begun, now forever afraid of being alone. )

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clinleypongs December 20 2011, 04:31:16 UTC

Demi ran to go get the door with Landon while I tried to wrap a present. I was laughing near hysterically at the tragedy that was my wrapping job when I heard Demi shout. My body kicked into gear and I shot from the bed to see what the problem was. I came rumbling down the stairs and rain into the front hall but skidded to halt in absolute shock. The paralysis was extremely temporary as I strode to the door way, stepped between Demi and Patrick. "What the fuck do you want?" I glared at him as he explained that he wanted to see his grandson and his baby girl but I interrupted him. "You came to the wrong place because no grandson or daughter of yours lives here." He spoke my name softly and reached for me but I stepped away. "Keep in mind that you touch me, I have every right to haul out and beat your ass. I can get away with self defense too." I heard Demi quietly crying behind me. I spun around and gave Demi a pitying look, "Baby, take Landon to his play pen. I've got this under control." I stepped forward, forcing Patrick Lovato to ( ... )

demlovato December 20 2011, 05:16:13 UTC

Cody couldn't have been more of a clutch hitter with everything in my life. He always saved me and he always showed up at the right moment. Today wasn't any different. I'm not sure if he sensed something wrong, noticed I was taking long or maybe heard my psychotic scream, but he came rushing down the stairs and took a step in front of me. I wasn't sure if he was doing it to block Patrick from seeing me, Landon or both of us, but I knew he was definitely trying to block us. They exchanged words back and forth, but despite Cody threatening him, he stood strong like a gargoyle. I turned around and walked into the house, obeying my husband's orders. I was scared that Cody would hit him or that it would turn into a fight. But it was going to happen regardless of whether I was standing there or inside. I put Landon inside his playpen and he immediately rolled onto his tummy, reaching out to grab his rattle, oblivious to what is going on at the moment ( ... )

clinleypongs December 20 2011, 05:46:59 UTC

Before I could advance on Patrick, Demi's gentle hands rested on my sides and rubbed to calm me down. He looked over at Demi and his eyes brimmed with crocodile tears and he started guilt tripping her. I could feel the beast bubbling in my chest, ready to attack. When he started to tell her he loved her, I lost it. I only made it a step forward when Demi reined me in with a strength she reserved for situations like this. Demi whispered to me to stop and I hoped she meant to not be physical with him. I knew she actually meant stop fighting with him even verbally. She's always hated fights, no matter what they kind they were but I was so past the point of self control that reining my self in to not physically harm him was above and beyond the call of duty."Don't you fucking dare lie to her. Don't use her kindness against her. You're dying and sick because karma's a bitch. You're a terrible human being and you deserve what you're getting. And she's not your fucking baby girl. She's my baby girl. She's Eddie de la Garza's baby girl. If ( ... )

demlovato December 21 2011, 03:38:10 UTC

The second I slammed the door in Patrick's face, I fell into Cody's arms and started sobbing against his chest. I let out all the tears I'd been dying to let out minutes ago but that I didn't want to allow him to have the pleasure of seeing. No way did I want him to know just how much this little visit of his had affected me. But I can already feel that it did a lot of damage to my well-being. Cody comforted me but at the same time pulled out his phone. I stared at him like a deer in headlights trying to figure out who he was calling. When I put two and two together that he was calling the cops, I fell to my knees as I sobbed harder. Call me crazy, but despite everything he's put me and my family to, I don't want to see him go to jail. He's not doing well. He has cancer. Is that really how I want to see him leave this Earth? I know it's what he deserves but I would feel guilty about it for the rest of my life. I blocked out the rest of the conversation Cody was having and instead all I heard was my ears ringing. My chest and my ( ... )

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