Demi Lovato wakes up in bed. As she stretches, she realizes she’s in her childhood bedroom. She walks around and sits on a chair. Marshmello wakes up in his childhood bunk bed. He steps on some dirty clothes. An Avenged Sevenfold poster hangs on his wall. Shelves of CD’s sit on a shelf. A television plays within it. Lovato looks at her stuffed animals on a rack. Marshmello listens to music on his headphones.
Marshmello picks up his guitar and plays in his room. Lovato looks into the floor-length mirror and sees a 13-year-old version of herself. Her 13-year-old self throws books off the dresser and kicks a jewelry box on the floor. She stomps the floor and takes the sheet off the bed. Lovato stands underneath the ceiling fan and clenches her teeth as she pulls the bedsheet. Marshmello plays the keyboard.
Lovato and her 13-year-old self walk down the street together. A 13-year-old version of Marshmello plays next to him. Lovato holds her 13-year-old self’s hand as butterflies fly by them. Back in her room, Lovato tosses CD’s in the air and dumps papers out of a box. Marshmello and his 13-year-old self ride bicycles in the street. The colors in the sky meld together. Marshmello draws a self-portrait in his notebook. Marshmello, Lovato and their 13-year-old selves dance by the curb.
Demi Lovato sniffles and puts her mascara back on the counter. She looks herself in the mirror and bites her lip. Everything was screwed up. If only she had paid attention and followed directions. However, she was stubborn and stupid. She hits her hand on the counter and it begins to bleed. Wrapping her hand in the towel, she walks into the kitchen and cleans it off. She sits in chair and holds an ice pack to it.
While she sits, she tells herself the sadness is temporary. It’ll go away and she’ll get through it. Her boyfriend agreed to take her to work for the time being. Her parents told her they’ll help her pay for the damages. Her cell phone rings. It was her mom, asking if she was all right. Lovato’s lip quivers as she says everything sucks and nothing matters anymore. Her mom assures her she’s there for her and to vent as much as she wants. Lovato gets up and says she’s fed up and just wants to scream. Her mom listens as she cries and says it’s going to all wrong. However, after an half hour, she tells her mom she feels better. Her mom tells her to call again if she has to.
Lovato hangs up the phone and gets her keys. She knocks on the door of her parents’ house. Her mom gives her a hug and asks if her hand is okay. Lovato says it stings but it’s not as red as it was. Her mom says she’ll get another ice pack for her. Lovato carries her duffel bag into her childhood room. From the bed, she could still see the mark from when she punched the wall. She had been an troubled teenager and had destroyed her room multiple times. But each time her parents helped her out. She takes a stuffed animal off the shelf and sits with it on her bed. Things were going to get better.
Director: Hannah Lux Davis Year: 2020