Everything I Want
Title : Everything I Want [Four]
Authors : Battlefield_x & full360_2b_me
Chapter : Four
Pairing : Demi/Selena, Miley/Dallas
Rating : R
Summary : "Well, well, well, isn’t that the cutest little girl you've ever seen, Dan. She looks just like Taylor," said Deb as she stepped in front of Hayley's stroller.
Disclaimer : We don't own them, we just use them for the purpose of our story.
A/N : This is the sequel to Everything You're Not and we hope you guys enjoy this one too! This one will have even more drama. And please follow @BelieveInMeDL everyone. Let’s end gay bullying and bullying in general.
Prologue One Two Three
Selena pulled up in the parking lot of the building where they were shooting the photo shoot and she got out of the car. “Come on, ladies, let's go have some fun,” she grinned at her wife and her daughter.
Demi grinned back at Selena and then let Hayley out of her car seat. She put her on her back and ran into the building.
"Faster, faster!" yelled Hayley happily.
Selena shook her head and followed her girls into the building, hesitantly walking up to the photographer, but once she saw he was sweet, she got more confidence. “Hi, I’m Selena, this is my wife Demi and our daughter Hayley,” she smiled, pointing to the two girls.
“I know, thank you for doing this photo shoot,” he said kindly, shaking Selena’s hand before holding his hand out to Demi and Hayley.
Demi shook his hand and Hayley did the same. "Well we were thinking that we wanted our daughter in some of the pictures. Sel and I want to show off our loving family," she explained setting Hayley down.
“That would be great,” the photographer smiled, taking them to the hair and makeup artists. “That would be a good example for people who don’t dare to come out because they’re scared to be hated.”
“Which they shouldn’t be,” Selena answered, sitting in one of the chairs so that they could do her hair and makeup.
Demi smiled at her wife. "I totally agree with my wife. There's nothing to be ashamed of, we are two people completely devoted to each other and to our daughter. How can that be wrong?" asked Demi as she watched the hairstylist work on Hayley's hair.
When Selena was done, the hairstylist motioned for Demi to sit in the chair. “There’s nothing wrong with that,” the photographer smiled, looking at Selena. “Is it okay if we take individual pictures first?” he asked, to which Selena nodded.
“Yeah, sure,” she answered, following him to the wardrobe, where they gave her an amazing white dress. Then she went to the set and posed for some pictures, putting her hands on her hips and blowing kisses to the camera.
Demi held Hayley's hand to keep her in place as she watched Selena pose. "God she's beautiful," she whispered. Selena's beauty was stunning and she was still surprised that she was married to that angel.
When Selena was done, the photographer turned around to Hayley. He crouched down and smiled. “Do you also want to take some pictures?” he asked softly, pointing to the set. Selena walked towards Demi and wrapped an arm around her waist, smiling at her daughter, urging her to walk on set.
Hayley blushed and nodded shyly as she walked onto the set. She looked at her mothers as she stood on set nervously.
"It's okay baby. You'll look beautiful," called out Demi.
“Yeah, don’t be shy, just pretend like we’re at home taking pictures,” Selena reassured her as the photographer took place behind his camera.
Hayley smiled at her mothers and blew them a kiss.
Demi turned towards Selena and cupped her cheek. "We are so lucky," she said as she pecked her lips before turning back to watch her daughter.
“That we are,” Selena smiled, turning Demi’s head towards her to peck her lips again. Then she rested her head against her shoulder while watching their daughter.
When the pictures of Hayley were taken, the photographer smiled and turned to Demi. “Demi?” he said, signaling it was her turn.
Demi confidently walked onto the set. "Ready when you are," said as she struck a model like pose before bursting out laughing. "Okay, I'll be serious now," she said looking at the photographer.
The photographer laughed and started taking pictures of Demi. Meanwhile, Selena crouched down and smiled at Hayley. “You did great, baby.”
Hayley threw her arms around her mommy's neck. "You lookit pwetty, Mommy," she said before looking at her momma pose. "Momma pwetty too," she decided.
“We all do,” Selena said, picking Hayley up and setting her on her hip. Then the photographer signaled it was time for family pictures so Selena walked on set. “Climb on your Momma’s neck,” she grinned, helping Hayley in Demi’s neck. Then she crouched down in front of Demi so that they were posing above each other.
After the photographer snapped a few shots in that pose Demi lay on her stomach with Hayley sitting on her back and Selena kneeling next to her holding Hayley.
“Those poses are beautiful,” the photographer said before turning to Hayley. “Hey, girl, why don’t you choose one?”
“Hayley," she corrected the photographer as she held her hands up for Selena to hold her. She settled her arms around Selena's neck and pressed her cheek to her mommy's cheek. "Kay Momma stan behin Mommy an hug her and put you're cheek nest to mine," said Hayley.
Demi did as her daughter asked and wrapped her arms around Selena before putting her cheek next to Hayley's. "Like this baby?" she asked.
"Uh huh," said Hayley grinning for the camera.
Selena laughed and smiled for the camera before turning her head to kiss Hayley’s cheek, urging for Demi to do the same so that they could have a picture like that.
Demi followed Selena's cue and kissed Hayley's cheek before pulling away with a smile. "So are we done?" she asked the photographer.
“I just need one more picture,” the photographer said, walking up to them. “That’s if you guys want to be part of a campaign. It’s to help people who are afraid to come out and I want a picture for the poster.”
Demi looked at Selena for confirmation and then smiled at the photographer. "Of course we'll help," she said linking her hand with Selena's.
“Thank you so much,” the photographer smiled, clapping his hands together. “Okay, Hayley, will you stand in between them, please?” he asked kindly, before turning to Selena and Demi. “You guys can both hold her hand and lean in for a kiss above her head. She can, like, grin or giggle, showing she sees no harm in it.”
“Alright,” Selena answered, taking Hayley’s hand in hers before leaning towards Demi over her head. “Come on wifey, kiss me,” she grinned, puckering her lips.
Demi raised an eyebrow at the photographer. "Uh do I have to," she joked with a grimace before sticking her tongue out at Selena and capturing her lips in a sweet kiss. "Well that wasn't too bad," she teased.
“That was perfect!” The photographer smiled, putting the pictures on the computer. “You wanna see them?” he asked and Selena instantly took her family to the computer, picking Hayley up so that she could have a good look. ‘Oh and I’ll send you guys a poster once it’s done.’
Demi was amazed at how good the pictures were. They captured the love so clearly. "You did a great job, but how could you not with such a hot family to work with?" joked Demi. "I'm kidding these really are amazing. Thank you," she said reached for Selena's hand.
~*~
Before they went to the attorney, they had brought Hayley to Dianna and Eddie so that they could watch her. Selena got out of the car and sighed as she stood in front of the door of their attorney. “You ready?” she asked over her shoulder, glancing at Demi.
Demi nodded and took her hand. "Don't worry Sel, if anybody can help us get through this, it's Sophia," she said as she led Selena into the building. "We're here to see Ms. Bush," Demi told the secretary before wrapping her arms around Selena.
“Mrs. Gomez and Mrs. Lovato?” the secretary asked, stepping aside to let the two women inside while Selena also wrapped her arm around Demi’s waist.
"No, Mrs. Lovato and Mrs. Lovato," said Demi as she walked into the office. "Hey Sophia," she warmly greeted her attorney.
“Hello,” Sophia answered while shaking both their hands and motioning them to sit down. “Esther, can you bring us some coffee please?” she asked her secretary before turning to Demi and Selena. “Demi, you’ve already told me a lot on the phone, but I need to know everything. From the start.”
Selena swallowed and looked for Demi for support, hoping she would start the conversation.
Demi smiled at her wife and turned towards Sophia. "Well when I met Selena she was living with an abusive boyfriend. Soon after we met she moved in with me and her ex tried to kill us in an apartment fire. It backfired and he was the one killed. Now his parents are back in the picture and want to take Hayley from us because they are her grandparents and don't want two women raising her," explained Demi.
Sophia wrote everything down before turning to Selena, pushing her glasses up her nose. “What exactly did he do?” she asked softly, knowing it was a sensitive subject.
“He eh… He hit me with his belt. I had scars across my back… I-I eh… He deliberately pushed me into a fire… giving me burn marks over my chest and neck,” Selena explained, knowing it was just half of it so she had to go on. “He made people sleep with me and cut me with a knife…”
Demi stood up and stood behind Selena's chair placing both hands on her shoulder's for support. "Go on baby. Sophia needs to know everything to help us," said Demi as she kissed the top of Selena's head.
“There’s eh… No proof anymore because Miley and Dallas surprised me with a treatment to get rid of the scars,” Selena explained, wiping the tears out of her eyes while reaching behind her for Demi’s hand.
“Then I need to have a word with those doctors,” Sophia said, taking notes of what Selena had said. “And I thought you had a daughter? How did you get her? Adoption? IVF?”
Demi took over for Selena. "No, Taylor had been forcing Selena to have sex with him since she was eleven. Hayley is his biological daughter. We didn't know Selena was pregnant until after Taylor's death. His name appears nowhere on the birth certificate. She is mine and Selena's daughter," said Demi.
“We have to do a DNA-test to proof that she’s Taylor’s and we have to proof he made you have sex with him,” Sophia explained, looking at her notes. “But the scars won’t proof that,” she added silently, knowing that Demi and Selena thought they had a strong case. “It’s going to be pretty tough.”
"What do you mean it's going to be tough? How are we supposed to proof that he forced her into sex? He's fucking dead!" yelled Demi as she paced the office before a thought occurred to her. "Wait, a minute. Miley is a witness. He forced Selena into having sex with Miley," said Demi.
“Then you have to get her to testify in courts,” Sophia said, taking off her glasses and letting out a sigh.
Selena’s head dropped as tears fell over her cheeks. “This can’t be happening,” she cried, gripping the armrest of her chair tightly.
"Miley will testify, but according to California law, they cannot take a baby from her mother unless they proof she is unfit. How can they prove something that is not true?" asked Demi.
“Demi…” Selena softly whispered, looking up at her. “When they search Taylor’s house, they will find videos of me stealing,” she said, which is what Sophia wrote down too.
Demi dropped back down with a groan. "Dammit I forgot about that. Well Sophia you have all the facts. We're not backing off, we are no letting them take our daughter," said Demi.
“I will do anything in my power to make you win this case,” Sophia nodded, walking around her desk to kiss them both on the cheek. “I promise,” she smiled, sitting on her desk. “Do you want to go to lunch tomorrow so we can discuss the witnesses and which possible proof there might be against Selena?”
Demi stood up and held a hand out to Selena. "Sure, just let me know where and we will be there. We'll bring Hayley so that you can meet her and see that Selena has done a great job raising her," said Demi.
“We both did a good job,” Selena said, taking Demi’s hand and saying goodbye to Sophia, who nodded. She took Demi outside and got into the car, letting out a sigh while leaning back against her seat and closing her eyes.
Demi started the car and started heading towards her parent's house. "They will not win," she said as much for herself as for Selena.
“They won’t,” Selena nodded, keeping her eyes closed while putting on her seatbelt.
~*~
Before long they pulled into the De La Garza's driveway and Demi let herself into the house. "Mom, Dad, where's my princess?" she called out from the living room.
Hayley came running out of the kitchen and jumped into her momma's arms. "Here I am. Gwanma made me a samwich," she explained with her face full of jelly.
Selena stayed in the car for a moment, taking an anti-depressant before putting the box back in the dashboard. She put her hand to her forehead for moment, trying to calm herself down.
Dianna came into the living room. “Hey, I don’t like the word grandma,” she laughed, wiping Hayley’s mouth with a paper towel.
Demi laughed. "Well too bad get used to it. You're old and you're a grandma. What do you want her to call you, Dianna?" she joked.
“Excuse me, I’m not old yet,” Dianna said, playfully flicking Demi’s chin before Madison came running in.
“You’re old mom,” she grinned, before bursting out in a fit of giggles. “So grandma it is.”
"Hey Maddie, take Hayley to watch tv. I gotta talk with mom for a minute," said Demi as she handed Hayley to Madison.
“You wanna go back to the garden?” Madison asked, pointing to their big backyard.
‘What’s up?’ Dianna asked, taking her daughter to the kitchen so that she could make coffee in the meantime.
Demi sat and rested her head on her hands. "We went to see Sophia today, Taylor's parents came back and they want Hayley. They are filling a custody suit," said Demi as tears started rolling down her face. "They can actually win mom," whispered Demi before sobbing louder.
“Hey,” Dianna said, sitting next to her daughter to wrap her arms around her. “Shh, you will win, I’m sure of it. What did Sophia say?”
Demi held on to her mother as she continued to cry. "She said that it's going to be a tough case. There is no proof that Taylor raped Selena and he actually forced her to steal at some point, so that is all going to come out. They can use that to proof that she is an unfit mother," explained Demi.
“Oh, honey,” Dianna cooed, getting tears in her own eyes as she looked around the room, only now realizing she hadn’t seen Selena yet. “How is Selena coping?”
"Not very well. She's already taking the anti-depressants again, but she thinks I don't know," said Demi as she wiped her eyes only to have them fill up again.
“She can’t take too many anti-depressants. We both know to what it will lead,” Dianna said, looking up from a loud bang coming from the front door. “What was that?”