I finally cried myself to sleep like I do every night.
I woke up in the morning and already knew my eyes were red from crying so hard last night. I walked down the stairs slowly listening to see if my aunt was awake or not.
I found out she was awake downstairs drinking a cup of coffee and holding the daily newspaper.
"Good morning Ari! I made you a plate of breakfast. Eat up or your going to be late for your session." she told me pushing a plate of pancakes toward me.
"Thank you" I murmured and she nodded her head. "Do I have to go to sessions today? I really just want to rest. I ask hoping the answer is yes.
She looked at me sympathetically and for a second I thought that she was going to say 'yes of course you can stay' but she didn't.
"No Ari, you already know you have to go so stop asking me." She scolded me.
I sighed and continued to eat my pancakes. When I finished I rinsed off my plate and went to get ready for my session.
"Ari, please come down here. There is someone at the door for you." My aunt called out.
What? I didn't even hear anyone knock.
I quickly ran downstairs only to see Sarah standing in the doorway.
What the hell is she doing here? I already have to go to her house tonight. Damn it.
"Hi, umm what are you uhh doing here?" I ask with one eyebrow raised.
"Hi Ari! I figured that you had sessions today like me so I just came to carpool with you. If that's ok with you?" She says happily.
Why is she always so happy. It's starting to piss me off.
"No it's ok, my aunt always drops me off, so you can just go without me" I say a little too harsh. She looked taken aback by response that she blinks a lot before answering.
But instead of answering, my aunt says something.
"Ari, just go with Sarah today ok since you are going to hang out later." I literally cringe at my aunts words.
How dare she? My aunt widens her eyes at me, silently telling me to just go with the flow. I swear if she says something else she's going to get it.
"Fine." I say upset.
"Great! I'll wait here while you get dressed!" Sarah exclaimed.
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Teen FictionBeing abused by her own father, is Ariana able to let anyone in? Is she ready to tell her feelings to just anyone?
