I decided to just skip out on the session today and jut go tomorrow. So instead of going, I went on a walk.
I left the house without even telling my aunt. Walking down the driveway, I saw Sarah sitting in her car with her head down.
Don't tell me she's crying too. So I walk up to her car and knock lightly. Even though I really didn't want to. Something was just pulling me to her. She jumps up scared and opens her door and hugs me tightly. I quickly squeezed my way out of the hug.
"Ari! I'm so sorry, your aunt was talking to me in your kitchen telling me she would pay me, but I told her I wouldn't take any and that I'd be glad to just be your friend. That's the truth. I would never do anything like that." She told me in one breath. "I'm so sorry I don't meant to hurt you Ari, I just want to be your friend and not because you're broken or anything but you seem like a nice girl."
I didn't know what to do so I just stood there with my hands at my sides.
"Ok! Sarah stop saying sorry I understand" I said taking a step back from her.
"Oh ok thank you so much Ari, I would never do anything like that." She looked better and wiped her eyes.
I nodded to her and started to walk away.
"Wait Ari!" She called out.
"Yeah?" I said walking back to her.
"Did you still want to hang out tonight with my friends with me?" She asked smiling.
I hesitated before answering. "Yeah" I said walking away for the last time.
I started to walk past the houses and everything just became blurry from he tears trying to spill out my eyes. Before they fell, I wiped my eyes with the sleeve of my jacket. It only made it worse, now the tears were coming down.
I don't even know why I was crying. I couldn't stop. It became so bad that I had to stop walking. So I sat down on the curb in front of someone's lawn. I put my head down in my hands and tried to stop crying.
I heard the door open in the house behind me and I stood up so fast and walked away as fast as I can.
"Wait!" The voice called out. I slowly turned around and saw a guy come out of his house holding a bottle of water in his hand.
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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?