Never Loved

Demi Lovato and Niall Horan had a baby, but Demi gave her for adoption without Niall knowing. Its years in the future and the baby is not a baby anymore. She auditions for the X-Factor, and gets in. When Demi turns out to be her mentor, but they don't get along, they hate each other. Will this orphan get her happy family?


23. Chapter 19.

-Katelyn's P.O.V.-

Have you ever felt you world collide? Like, everything felt out of place, all of a sudden. With one swift motion, everything changes? I have. I've felt that a lot, actually.

Although, right now, was when I felt it hit me right in the gut, like never before. 

From my words, just a couple of minutes ago, asking what he was doing here. To the last words she said, made me want to scream, but laugh at the same time.

But, I didn't. I didn't laugh or yell. I just sat there, silent. I couldn't bring my mouth to form the words. They were trapped.

I was seven. I had just gotten to New York. I didn't want to be here, I wanted to stay in Florida, in hopes someone would come for me. In other words, my parents to come get me. We could live together, I used to think. 

My eyes were red and puffy from crying all the way here in the plane. Even though, Liz was with me, she couldn't reassure me anything. We walked into the big building. It was a tad bit bigger than the one in Florida. That's when I saw her. 

I was looking at my hands, purposely not wanting to make eye contact. Hot tears were streaming down my face, but I quickly removed them. It didn't actually do anything, because they still kept coming.  When I looked up for the first time, Sandy was still in the same chair, a blank expression on her face. Then I looked at him.

He, as well, wasn't making any type of eye contact. "You're lying." I croaked out. For the first time I spoke since they told me. I didn't think my voice was that weak until I did.

I quickly looked away from him. I knew the tears were close. I didn't want to cry in front of him for the second time. Especially not now.

"Why would I lie to you, Katelyn?" I hadn't specifically told one or the other, more like myself. Sandy was right, though. Why would she lie to me? I've known her for years now.

Sandra, she told us her name was. Told us she was going to take care of us, that she was going to be like our best friend. And that's exactly what happened. From then on, Liz and I told her everything. She was our rock, when we couldn't bring ourselves to tell one another. 

She wasn't one to joke like this, which made me even more confused than I already was. "Katelyn, I know this is hard. But, you ha-"

The last time I shed a tear for them was when I was twelve. No more, I said to myself that night. I was crying, once again. Begging for a family, when a kid that had been here for two months, was already packing his bags, ready to go to his new home. I thought it wasn't fair.

I had been here for more than four years, and plus the time in Florida. But he's here for two months, and he gets to have a family? 

"No! Shut up! Both of you!" I was crying now. No, scratch that. I was weeping like a baby.

I ran out crying, my head in my hands. I was tired of going through the same things over and over again. I wanted to go away, far away from everyone. I was ten years old. Yet, another kid had gotten adopted. 

Leanne. She was a good friend of Liz and I. She was here two years after we got here. When Liz and I found out she was leaving, I got so emotional. I always get very emotional.

I ran all the way to the park, four blocks from the home. I ran straight towards the oak big oak tree. This was my special place, where I came whenever I felt beat down. Which, was mostly all the time. 

I don't accurately remember if I was actually going to go through my plan of running away. The next thing I remembered I was lying down on my bed at the home. Liz was on her bed, casually reading a book. When I asked her what happened, she said Sandy was frantically looking for me, when Liz remembered where I could be, I was asleep against the tree trunk. Then they brought me back here, where I had been asleep for a few hours.

I never did that again.

All these past weeks, I've been with her. I've been living with her. I've fought with her. I've been talking to her, and spending time with her.

"And, what do you think you're doing?" I shut my eyes closed harder. Her voice echoed in my head, as I remembered our encounter the first night at her house. 

"You did great!" She told me one night. I smiled at her. A real smile. It was a warm feeling. 

She embraced me in a hug, catching me off guard. It was really out of the blue, what she did. It was the last time I saw her before coming here. I hugged her back. The weird thing is that I actually felt something in the pit of my stomach. 

It almost pained me when we had to part ways. 

At the last memory I shared with her, a sob escaped my mouth. I'm sure it wasn't the first one, because right on my side, trying to calm me was Niall. In my right mind, I knew Niall wasn't the fault for this. He was actually here right now. He was the one who came looking for me.

It wasn't him, but her. 

She's the one who caused me all that confusion and all those tears. She was the one who never loved me.

[A/N; Feedback? Pretty please?]

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