Ryan's POV~
It was the last day before Break and the bell had rung for us to go to lunch
We had all gotten off the bus and were headed to Ari's house when we noticed a white Ford, at the end of the street, parked along side the curb in front of her house.
Ari's faced turned sour at the sight of the vehicle. She began speed walking towards her house.
I began to run after her, trying to catch up. The rest of the group follow also confused by Ari's change in demeanor.
When I finally caught up to her, I stopped her and asked her what was wrong.
She yanked her wrist from my loose grip and merely turned back around and continued walking.
"Keep walking" she said.
Not wanting to push her, I obeyed.
The rest of the group caught up to us and began asking questions.
"What's up with her?" asked Peyton.
I shrugged and said "she said to keep walking, so that's what I'm doing."
"Oooh, she's got you wrapped around her little baby fingers doesn't she!" teased Peyton.
"Sure does! Like a Twizzler!" added Carter.
I blushed and shoved them both.
Once again they were using my feelings to get under my skin.
Usually Ari's face would turn bright red and she would wrestle with the other guys but this time she didn't. Instead she just keep walking. It was almost as if she didn't hear them. Either that or she wasn't paying attention. I was worried, she wasn't herself anymore.
"Guys! This isn't a joking matter, so shut your traps and keep walking!"
The group became silent, realizing that something wasn't right.
"Mija, que pasa?" asked Gabriele.
She didn't respond. And began walking faster. She was soon far ahead of us.
She was a few feet away from the car when the man got out from the drivers seat.
He had curly dark brown hair and was wearing a white button down shirt with jeans and brown dress shoes. His shirt was wrinkled and the buttons on his shirt weren't lining up correctly.
The guy began running towards her.
Alarmed, I speed up. I unhooked my pepper spray from my bag and grabbed my phone from my pocket. My finger, was hovered over the emergency call button. Ready to call 911 if need be.
The guy called after her. Ari ignored him and keep walking.
How does this guy know her name?
My pace slowed as I caught up to her. The rest of the group followed behind
The guy eventually caught up to. us and grabbed Ari by the wrist rather roughly.
Ariana tried to pull away but couldn't.
"Ariana, honey, listen to me!" he argued.
" LET GO OF ME!" said Ari eyes boiling with anger.
I grab Ari and pulled her away. The guy looked at me questionably and asked...
"Who is this?"
I began to answer him but Ari cut me off and said.
"You should leave before I call the cops" she said ignoring his question.
Cops? Should I call the cops?
" Look honey, I know that I made a mistake and I'm sorry to have let you down but i promise I will make things right, please..." he pleaded.
"It's too late, you should of thought of that before you made the mistake. If you cared enough me you wouldn't have done it and it's your fault this family is broken. Not my mine, not my mothers, but yours. So just leave dad, I don't wanna see you any more."
Dad...DAD?!?
"I can accept that it my fault but you know I still love you right? Ari?"
"If you loved me we wouldn't be having this conversation right now. If you loved me we would still be a family. If you loved me we wouldn't be here. If you loved me I wouldn't have-" she stopped. Tears were now filling her eyes and threatening to spill over.
He reached out and was going to pull her into a hug but Ari pulled away.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!"
He seem hurt by her words and tears were beginning to fill his eyes as well.
" I'm so Sorry..."
"If sorry could fix everything
there would be no need for laws and police"
Tears were now spilling over his eyes.
"Ari-" he began but was cut off.
"Goodbye dad."
She turned on her heels and walked to her front door.
Her dad got back in his car and drove off.
We followed Ari into her house not saying a word, all scared if we said anything she would break.
She took of her shoes at the door then brought them to the shoe rack. We all did the same.
she then walked into her room and sat her bookbag and coat down.
أنت تقرأ
why me?
العاطفية"Why do you care about me?" I quietly asked him " Cause we're friends, and friends care for each other," he said smiling. " were friends?" He barely knew me, and he was already calling me his friend. " Yeah, if you want... " he blushed and looked...
