𝓑𝓪𝓭 𝓓𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

𝓝𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷

| 2 months later - February 1st |
| Miami Florida - Ariana's house |
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Ariana's POV:

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Two months ago I kept telling myself that what I was reading on the internet couldn't be true. Dayvon couldn't have been dead and it had to be some kind of sick prank...but it wasn't. He was really gone. Ever since that day I haven't been the same.

Everyone has been trying to check up on me but I'm really not in the mood for 'I'm sorry for your lost.' Apart of me died two months ago...I lost the love of my life.

I haven't gon out much but today different...its his funeral and I can't skip it. As much as I don't want to leave this room...I have to.

I haven't even slept in our room. I've been sleeping in the guest room for the last two months. Alone...this house doesn't even feel the same now that he's gone.

I got dressed in an all black dress. I put on black knee high boots along with black dark shades. My hair was up in a ponytail and I put on makeup to hide the fact that I had been crying all day.

I grabbed my purse and finally left the room. I walked downstairs before walking out the house and locking the door.

I got into the black SUV and shut the door. "Are you ready Ms. Grande?" The driver asked and I nodded before he pulled off.

"I know now is a bad time, but I really am sorry Ms. Grande. I know what its like to lose someone dear to you" he said and I nodded. "Thank you Charles" I mumbled and the rest of the ride was quiet.

When I got to the funeral everyone looked at me. As if they were shocked to see me and my boyfriends funeral. I mean he was the love of my life, it would be disrespectful not to come.

I'm still trying to convince myself that this is all real and not some kind of sick nightmare. I still can't believe he's gone-

"Ari" Jania walked up to me and I gave her a weak smile. "You haven't been answering my calls" she mumbled and I slightly nodded. "I know...I just..um...been...I guess, dealing with everything" I tried to explain and she nodded.

"Come on you can sit with me and Coco" she said and I nodded before we sat down.

The funeral started and I was doing somewhat of a good job holding myself together before I was asked to come up and speak.

I stood by the mic and took a deep breath before speaking. "Dayvon was much more than a boyfriend to me...he was my best friend, the love of my life and so much more. When I found out about his death, I kept telling myself that it wasn't true and that he was coming home...but he didn't" I said before feeling tears fall down my face.

"I think the hardest part of it all was realizing that I didn't get to say goodbye...I didn't get to tell him I loved him one last time" I cried. I shook my head no and started talking again, "I'm sorry..."

I walked away from the mic and out of the funeral home. I needed some fresh air. I couldn't deal with all of that right now.

"Ari" I heard a familiar voice say from behind me and I turned around seeing kentrell giving me a sympathetic look. "I can't do it Kentrell" I cried and he pulled me into a hug as I cried onto his chest.

"Its ok...let it out" he mumbled and I continued to cry, not being able to control the tears running down my face.

I just wanted Dayvon back....

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Kentrell's POV:

"How is she?" Jania asked while holding Kacey who was sleep in her arms.

"Upset which is understandable but right now she's sleeping" I said and Jania nodded. "I feel terrible" Jania said and I nodded.

"Kentrell how will she recover from this?" Jania asked with a worried expression. "I don't know Nene but we gotta help her"

"Of course" Jania nodded her head.

It's a good thing Dominique is on a girls trip with some of her friends cause I don't feel like her bitching that Ariana is here.....

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Sorry for any mistakes!💗