Run Over (Demi Lovato FanFic)

Chapter 6

JORDAN'S POV
I download my Twitter, Facebook, Vine, Tumblr, and Instagram. I had eight notifications all messages on Facebook. The first one was from Paige, my cousin. Here's the thing with Paige and me. She doesn't like me and never has. I've beat her in everything. Okay, everything but popularity and school. I suck at school. She always trying to beat me in dance, softball, basketball basically everything that is sports related. She's never beat me and that's why she hates me.
Anyways the message says:
Dear whore, (okay ouch)
How's ur Sumr so far? (What the fuck is wrong with her typing skills) lol, I havnt seen any posts or anything in a while. r u dead? I hope so no1 <3 u b/c ur a stupid cutting fat whore! I hope you kill urself.
Bye bitch.
'Um okay.' I think to myself.
Then I have the same message from Emily, Hana, and Sarah, Paige's minions:
I hate you. kill yourself.
'Umm okay...' I think.
The next one is from Jay I roll my eyes at his name:
Hey Jordan,
I put your shit on the driveway, so you can come get it. Have a nice life.
Bitch.
Coach Amanda messaged me:
Hey Jordan,
Hope your leg is almost better. We miss you out here, make sure you are all better before you try and play again. We miss you, we are not a team without you.
Then my friend my best friend Colby:
Hey, gurl!!
How do you know Nick Jonas??? How are things with Jay? Sorry, but I still think he's an ass. Yo DUDE!! Demi tweeted about having a foster kid! I'm jealous! Oh yeah, wtf did I you do to your leg and wrist? Okay well, my mom is calling me. I got a new phone so HMU 8765432.
The last one is from my Aunt Maria, Paige's mom, my Mom's sister:
Hey, Jordan! How are you? How's softball practice? I will be at this Saturday's game! I can't wait to see you! I miss you so much! So does Paige! Have you won any more dance competitions lately? Of course, you have, I can't believe Paige quite, but between you and I, you were always better. I know your Mom and Dad are proud of you. I am too! I love you so much see you Saturday.
I exited out of Facebook and check the time and it is now 1:15 am. I grab my sweatshirt and iPod and write a note place it on the desk and walk out the front door.
Two hours later, after a long painful but calming walk. I stand in the middle of the woods with a throbbing ankle in front of my tree house. This isn't an average tree house. My Dad built this tree house, with a spiral staircase to the door. I stand in front of the galaxy painted door with my name painted in white. I take my necklace off and place my key in the lock. I push the door and I am hit with the smell of home. I look around my little personal house and turn the lights on. Then I flip the switch to open the roof. I lay on my bed and stare at the sky. "I love you, daddy. I love you, mommy." I whisper. Then I get up and change into some shorts and a tank tip then I put my hair in a bun and lay down and go to bed.
upI awa ke to birds singing and loud ringing? Ringing? Where the fuck is that coming from? Then I remember I have my own phone now. I answer the phone, "Hello?"
"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Demi screams into the phone.