ari, be mine

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[ chapter 50 ]
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january 1
12:00 p.m
brooklyn, new york

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ariana's pov:

"I'm worried. Y/n said she'd be over yesterday. That isn't like her." Alexa groaned for the 30th time today. And it's only 12:00 PM.

"Ariana, how many times do I have to tell you?! She's probably finee, I think the stress is just getting to you." I stare at her with a hesitant look. "I don't know. ."

"Maybe she's right, Alexa. You've been saying everything's fine throughout this whole situation." Victoria gave her a look. "How do we know we can trust you?" She stood up.

Alexa had this offended look on her face and stood up herself. "How do you know you can trust me? Bitch, who even are you?" I gasped. I think Courtney did too. I don't give a fuck if this was Dean's girlfriend, she won't be talking to my girls like that.

"Listen hoe, I don't know who the fuck you think you're talking to but it ain't her. You just got here. You're just a girlfriend your mans barely want." My eyebrows raised at Courtney as she popped off.

Mkay. .

Guess it's my turn.

"I agree." I stood up with them. "I think you should go." Alexa's jaw was on the floor at this point. I felt so empowered right now; and that was all to these girls beside me. This entire situation has me extremely self conscious and just fearful. I don't need these nobodies making things worse.

Not to be a diva or anything but . .

"You gotta go." Vic and Court backed me up. I smirked. I stood in-between them with my arms crossed and a slight raised eyebrow. The girls stood beside me with similar stances.

Alexa rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse. "Whatever. When Y/n's just fucking fine, you'll regret this." I snorted and my two best friends chuckled.

"We ain't 'eva like you anyways, boo. See ya!" I smiled innocently and waved her off. Victoria and Courtney did the same and she flicked us off as she walked out of the room; and out the house.

I quickly dropped the diva act and turned to look at my most amazing, beautiful, kind hearted and ride or die best friends.

"No but seriously we need to figure out what the fuck is happening. I'm worried." I didn't need to voice that, though, I could tell my face showed all my emotions.

My very messy, messy emotions.

"I agree. I don't know what we can do, though, Ari. ." Courtney nodded in agreement to Victoria's words.

"We don't even have her number." I sighed. There had to be something I could do to figure out what's going on.

"Should I call Dean? Would he know what's going on?" The girls both look at me like this '😬' and I groaned/whined.

"Fuuckk." I rolled my eyes. "Should I just-" I was cut off by my phone fucking blaring on the coffee table. Thinking it could be Y/n, I raced over and pressed answer without a second thought.