Amanda's POV:

After about an hour of Demi 'teaching' me her songs we took a break. I knew how to play all of her songs already, but it was really cool to have Demi show me anyway. Demi is a pretty good teacher. I would have never guessed that. We joked the whole time about stuff; it feels like we have known each other forever.

"Mia you there?" Demi asked pulling me out of my trance.

"Sorry I was just thinking." I said and put my guitar down.

"What where you thinking about?" Demi asked taking a sip of water.

"That this is probably the most fun I've had in a long time." I said with a smile.

Demi smiled back at me. She opened her mouth to say something but there was a knock on the door. The door opened and relived a young girl standing in the doorway.

"Dallas said you were in here. Mom wants to know if you are staying for dinner." The girl said.

I knew that she is Demi's younger sister but I don't know her name. I am a lovatic but I don't stalk Demi's family, just her. But I think its Maggie.

"I don't know yet. Maddie come here." Demi said. Maddie that's her name, she pushed open the door more and walked into the room.

"Madison this is my friend and new guitarist Amanda." Demi said.

"It's nice to meet you Amanda." Maddie said.

"It's nice to meet you to Maddie. I would get up and shake you hand but I kind of can't move." I said with a laughing.

Maddie laughed and walked over to me. She bent down and hugged me on the couch.

"One thing you should know about this family is that we don't shake hands, we hug." Maddie said when she pulled away from me.

"I'll keep that in mind. One thing Maddie, call me Mia." I said.

"Will do." Maddie said and smiled. She left the room and closed the door behind her.

"Come on. You are going to meet the rest of the family, well my family family. You'll meet the band family in an hour." Demi said and stood next to me.

Lovely, the one thing that I'm nervous about. Well I guess I can't be that nervous, I already meet Demi's sisters. Demi held out her hand for me to take. I did and Demi pulled me up. I let out a hiss when I was on up on my feet.

"Mia what's wrong are you okay?" Demi asked.

"That just really hurt my ribs." I said and held my side.

"Let me see." Demi said.

"They're going to look pretty bad Demi." I said.

"I don't care." Demi said.

This is a bad idea. She's going to freak out. She's going to see my scars. Hopefully they aren't too noticeable. I pulled my hand away from my chest and Demi pulled up my shirt. She stopped pulling it up when she got to my bra.

"Holy crap Mia." Demi said. I watched her face go from sadness to anger.

Then I realized she pulled my whole shirt up. She saw what Brooklyn saw. She could see the hand marks from my father. I went to pull my shirt back down but she stopped me.

"Did they do this?" Demi asked.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. Demi put her hand over the spot where he hit me. My mind was already taking me back to the night and I couldn't stop it.

Flashback

I just got home from playing lacrosse with Ali. She's not as good as she thinks she is but she can play. I put my stuff away and took a shower. When I walked back downstairs, dad is sitting on the couch. He didn't say anything so I walked into the kitchen and got myself a water bottle.

I was walking back up the stairs when I heard him yell at me.

"Where do you think you're going slut. Make me dinner." He yelled. I put the water bottle on the stairs and walked down to the living room. He hit a nerve.

"What you can't make it yourself?" I asked looking at him.

He got really mad. His face started to get red and his eyes looked like saucers. He pushed himself off the couch and marched over to me.

"What did you just say?" He said in my face.

"I said make yourself dinner." I said looking him in the eyes. I'm not going to back down. Not anymore.

Before I could do anything he slapped me across the face. This wasn't the first time he's slapped me, but this is the first time I didn't try to run away afterward. I turned my head and looked at him. I lifted my hand and hit him back.

He looked shocked. He took a step back and looked at me. His eyes are just as cold as his heart.

"I am sick and tired of your shit Dad! I'm tired of being you little maid. I'm tired getting the shit beat out of me for no reason! I'm tired of you raping me! I can't take this anymore!" I yelled at him.

Rage filled his eyes as he looked at me. To me it looked like someone just stabbed him, his face full of pain and rage. He walked toward me again and started to unload on me. He punched me in the ribs and when I couldn't stand anymore he kicked me in the stomach. When he was finally done I dragged myself upstairs to my room.

End of Flashback

I felt someone hitting my cheek. I brought my arms up to try and protect my face, but the person moved arms away.

"MIA! Wake up!" Someone said. My eyes were still closed. The voice wasn't from my parents or Brooklyn.

I let them open and saw Demi standing in front of me. I looked around and saw we were in her music room. I took a deep breath and looked at Demi. She had tears running down her face. I wiped her tears away and looked in her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"Why am I crying? Mia you just blanked out on me. Than you started saying stuff. Do you remember what happen?" She asked me.

I closed my eyes again and really tried to think. I opened my eyes when I realized what happened.

"What did I say Demi?" I asked. She didn't answer me. She wouldn't look me in the eye. The pain in my leg was starting to get worst. Crap I forgot about the pain medication. I couldn't balance on one leg anymore, so I sat back down on the couch.

I went into my backpack and grabbed the pill bottle. I made sure it was the right one and took a pill. Demi sat next to me and finally looked me in the eyes.

"You said your dad" Demi was cut off by the door opening.

"Demi I need an answer are you staying for dinner or going?" An older woman asked.

I looked at Demi and she looked back at the women. I looked at the women and she looked like Demi. This must be her mom.

"Are you guys okay?" She asked. I guess she realized we were both crying. I wiped my face and Demi did the same.

"Yea we're okay. I want you to meet someone. Mom this is Mia. Mia this is my mom Dianna." Demi said. I looked at her than back at her mom.

"Demi help me up." I said in Demi's ear.

She got up from the couch and helped me up. This time I wasn't in pain. Dianna walked over to me with a smile on her face.

"It's nice to meet you Mia, and to see your okay." She said and hugged me.

"Thanks, it's nice to meet you too." I said and hugged her back. I pulled away from her and grabbed my crutches.

"Demi isn't it time to go?" I asked as I started getting my stuff together.

"Yea" She said and got her stuff together.

We packed up everything and Demi brought it out to her car while I waited in her music room. When she came back I followed her out to the front door. Demi yelled into the house that we were leaving and we left.