CHARLIE'S POV
"Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!" I heard Demi's voice keep repeating my name.
"Go away." I mumbled into Demi's blanket.
"Today is our girl day. You have to get ready." Demi tried shaking me awake.
"What's going on in here?" I heard Maddie's voice ask.
"This bitch won't get out of bed!" Demi complained. I glared at her as I gave her the middle finger and buried my face into Demi's blanket again.
"I got this. I'll be right back." Maddie told Demi. Less than five minutes later, someone picks me up, causing me to panic.
"Come with me, little girl." I heard Dad's voice. (A/N: Not in a perverted way 😂) That one line brought me back to that one night.
- TRIGGER WARNING/FLASHBACK -
Come with me, little girl." He commanded as he grabbed my wrist. I tried to get him to let go, but he had a strong grip. He brought me into an alley way and pushed me on the ground. I tried getting up, but he shoved me down harder. I whimpered slightly. "Pull down your pants, doll." He breathed in my face.
"W-What?" I questioned.
"I said pull down your pants. Do you not speak English?" He slapped me across the face and forcefully pulled down my pants. He proceeded to pull down his pants. "I hope you're ready, doll." His tone was sexual. He got close to me and he thrusted his dick in and out.
"N-No! S-Stop!" I cried out as I realized what he was doing. This stranger was taking away my innocence. I tried pushing him away, but he was ten times stronger than I was. I gave up and just let him continue. He will stop eventually.
"That was fun, doll." He smirked and got up after thirty minutes. "I hope to see you again soon. Don't tell anyone!" He told me before pulling up his pants and leaving me in the alley way.
- TRIGGER WARNING/FLASHBACK OVER -
"P-Put me down! P-Please! D-Don't hurt me!" I screamed, causing Dad to put me back down on Demi's bed. I scrambled to the farthest corner in her room and backed myself into it. I covered my ears and shielded my face.
"Charlie, it's just us!" I heard Mom panic. When did she get in here?
"Please don't hurt me!" I kept repeating over and over.
DEMI'S POV
"Can you give us a moment alone?" I asked everyone. They all nodded and left the room. "Charlie, look at me." I commanded calmly as I knelt down in front of her. She slowly looked up, and she definitely didn't look like the happy girl that I used to know, but she looked like the broken girl that I used to be which terrifies me. Who hurt my baby sister this much?
"I-I'm sorry.." Charlie mumbled and looked away again.
"You don't have to be sorry. What was all that about?" I asked her, hoping she would tell me.
"Remember when I got upset and walked home a couple nights ago? Then I called you crying to come and pick me up?" Charlie asked me quietly. I nodded before giving her the signal to continue. "The one line that Dad said sent me into full blown panic mode." She paused. "I'm sorry, it's stupid."
"Which line was it that Dad said? What happened that night?" I tried prying her for answers.
"When he said 'Come with me, little girl' and... I can't say it, Demi.." She spoke faintly.
"You can tell me.." I replied.
"I just can't.. I can't figure out how to say it. I'm afraid that if I say it, it's going to feel real." Charlie started saying. "I.. I don't want Mom and Dad knowing because they will take it to court or something, and then the media will get involved. I don't want the media to get involved because I don't want to ruin your career, Dems." She rambled on.
"Calm down, breathe for a minute." I instructed her. "What do you mean court? You wouldn't ruin my career. You know that I always have my family come before my career." I tried reassuring her.
"I.. I don't know how to say it.." She whispered.
"Just be blunt about it, Charlie." I told her.
"Iwasraped." She spoke fast.
"Slower?"
"I.. was raped.." She spoke slower. "Some drunk stranger took my innocence! The one thing I thought I could control! It's all my fault! Why was I so stupid?!" She cried out. My heart just broke into a million pieces. What cruel bastard would do that to a fourteen year old?
"Charlie, it's not your fault and you're definitely not stupid. Calm down." I said as I managed to hold back some of my own tears. "You do know we will have to tell Mom and Dad, right?"
CHARLIE'S POV
My other secret came out just like that. Demi wasn't supposed to know. No one was supposed to know. How could I be so stupid?
"You do know we will have to tell Mom and Dad, right?" Demi questioned me.
"Yeah.." I mumbled. "Can we wait till later? Please?" I practically begged.
"Of course." Demi helped me stand up and pulled me into a hug. "Go get ready to shop till we drop." She said, trying to lighten the mood. I went into my room and ended up emptying my closet.
"DEMI!" I screamed my older sister's name. It was one of those bloody murder screams.
"What's wrong?!" Demi came rushing into my room, out of breath.
"I need help finding an outfit." I giggled.
"I thought someone was dying!" Demi exclaimed.
"I am! I can't find anything to wear!" I complained and plopped down on the bed acting dead.
"You're so dramatic." Demi joked.
"You're one to talk! Remember when there was construction being done on your house and there was a spider, but you were too scared to kill it so you told one of the construction workers to? Then you cried right after!" I reminded her as I couldn't hold back my laughter.
"Shut up! I was on my period." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Whatever you say, Demetria." I smirked as I used her full first name.
"Yeah, yeah. Let's find you an outfit, Charlotte." Demi smirked back. "Want to wear one of my hoodies?" She asked looking over at me.
"Yes!" I smiled, knowing it's going to be big on me so it means that it won't show how fat I truly am.
"You pick out a shirt and some pants while I go find you a hoodie." Demi told me.
"Yes, ma'am!" I saluted and laughed slightly.
I changed into a Rolling Stones tee, black skinny jeans, and a pair of blue Vans. All I need is a hoodie. What is taking Demi so long? I looked at the fresh cuts on my wrists and sighed. I need to numb my pain.
- TRIGGER WARNING -
I walked into my bathroom and shut the door, making sure to lock it. I grabbed a razor that was sitting in my shower and broke it apart. I picked up the shiny piece of metal in my hand and smiled at it. I sat on the floor, pulled down my pants, and dragged the piece of metal across my thigh. I watched as it sliced my skin, causing the beautiful, red liquid to come out. Once I felt satisfied, I got up and washed my thigh. I pulled my pants back up and proceeded to hide the blade along with the broken parts of the razor. I opened the door as soon as Demi entered my room.
- TRIGGER WARNING OVER -
"I was wondering what was taking you so long." I told her as I saw that she was wearing a new outfit.
"Sorry not sorry." Demi smiled sheepishly but smirked right after as she threw me the hoodie. I caught it which caused the cuts on my wrists to show, which she already knew about. Demi still gave me a sympathetic look.
"I don't need pity." I spoke more harshly than intended. "I'm sorry.." I apologized after I put on the hoodie.
"It's okay. I understand how you feel, baby girl." Demi spoke calmly.
"You look great, Dems." I said, trying to lighten the mood.
Demi was wearing a light gray tee, with a jean jacket, black skinny jeans, and white sneakers.
"Aww, thank you. You look even better." She smiled at me. I wish I was as pretty as her and my siblings. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" She questioned, as she noticed I was deep in thought.
"I'm just wondering if our family has an obsession with skinny jeans." I joked.
"Probably." Demi agreed, realizing her and I were both wearing skinny jeans. Demi and I walked downstairs once we were finished getting ready, and we saw Maddie and Dallas also wearing skinny jeans.
"I swear to God, our family needs to be on My Strange Addiction." I exclaimed, referring to our apparent skinny jeans obsession. All you could hear was Demi's laughter.
"Well, Charlie and I are going to mall." Demi said once she stopped laughing. "Try not to miss us too much." Demi joked.
"Wait, Charlie as in Charlotte Jade De La Garza, is getting out of the house?" Maddie asked shocked while laughing.
"Fuck you too." I replied as I laughed and flipped her off.
"You know you love me!" Maddie exclaimed.
"Yes, I do love one of my favorite sisters." I told Maddie but she didn't reply. "You're not going to tell me you love me back?" I smirked at Demi, using a pun.
"Oh God, no!" Demi rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Oh, tell me you love me! I need someone on days like this, I do!" I jokingly sang.
"Stop!" Demi cried in laughter as she shoved me out of the house.
"I didn't even get my encore!" I complained.
"Well, encore." Demi replied sarcastically while clapping. I stuck my tongue out at her. I went to open the passenger door of her car and when I touched it the car started beeping.
"Holy fucking shit!" I screamed. "Demi!"
"Oops." Demi laughed as she was filming.
"You did this on purpose didn't you? Is it cause I sung your song better?" I smirked.
"Actually, I forgot I had the car alarm on." She smiled.
"Now, that's what we call a Demetria move right there." I said as I got in the car and Demi got in the driver's seat. "Try not to kill us, yeah?"
"I've gotten better!" Demi fought.
"That's what you always say! Remember when you ran over the old neighbor's cat?" I asked, refreshing her memory.
"The cat was as old as she was, the cat was bound to die soon. Plus, that was several years ago." She replied casually.
"Demi!" I cried out laughing. "I don't know if I should be concerned that you said that in general, or how casually you said that."
"Yes." Demi replied. I smirked at her as I plugged my phone in her aux cord. "Don't. You. Dare." She pointed her finger at me as I was about to play her song called Yes.
"I'll bite your finger off if you don't move it." I threatened. After a lot of joking around, we made it to the mall.
"Let's go shop till we drop, bitch!" Demi basically screamed as we parked. This might be slight torture or it could be fun.