17

Emotions

Arizona sprinted away throughout the crowds of people throughout the fair, still in shock over what she'd seen. "Arizona please!" Amelia proceeded to chase after her.

Eventually, Amelia stopped running after Arizona. It was useless at this point. Arizona wasn't gonna stop running and that was clear to see. Amelia couldn't believe anything like this was happening at the moment, it felt like a bad nightmare that was impossible to wake up from.

Amelia knew she didn't love or better yet, even like Becky. Arizona was Amelia's everything, having that ruined by someone that had no relevance towards either of them anymore felt as terrible as it sounded.

The brunette pulled her phone out of her pocket to call someone to pick her up, since she was almost certain Arizona had taken the car with her.

Maggie was the only person who Amelia felt would willingly drive her at this time. She quickly phoned her.

"Maggie- I need you to pick me up.. check my location on snap maps. p-please hurry," Amelia exclaimed, wiping the tears from her eyes with her arm.

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Arizona rushed onto her front porch, vigorously knocking on the door for someone to answer. "Arizona honey why are you knocking like that-" Barbra opened the door. Surprised to see her daughter sobbing at the doorstep.

"M-mom, she kissed someone else," Arizona reached out and wrapped her arms around her mom, crying into her shoulder. "Who? Amelia?" Barbra asked. Arizona nodded, becoming more emotional at the mention of her name.

"Do you want to talk to me about it?"

Arizona shook her head 'no.' "Take your time dear. Whenever you're ready to talk about it. Right now you can go up to your room, maybe get a drink of water," Barbra suggested, striving to be helpful.

Arizona let go from the hug and slowly made her way upstairs. Barbra frowned. The younger girl held the railing, leaning against it the whole way up the stairs.

She ran into her room, almost immediately after reaching the top of the stairs. shutting the door very quickly. Arizona's mind couldn't focus. She felt herself struggling to breathe whilst leaning her back onto her bedroom door. Everything in her room seemed to remind her of that loveable brunette. Correction, someone who used to be that loveable brunette.

The bed, a place where they'd shared multiple loving encounters. The drawers, places where Amelia used to store her things anytime she stayed over. Her books, passages Amelia would read to her to help with studying. Everything in that room, spoke Amelia to Arizona.

Arizona jumped onto her bed, remembering only a few of the many nights they've spent messing around on it. She let her emotions out, unable to keep them in with this amount of sorrow.

She needed Amelia, but parts in her couldn't find the reason to forgive her. Arizona witnessed something directly out of her wildest nightmares, who knows how many times Amelia could've done this without Arizona knowing. Thats what scared the blonde the most.

AUTHORS NOTE: im too lazy to write this all at once so i think tomorrow or something I'll have a new update of a continued part to this.