"You've been avoiding me" my throat literally closed up when I turned around to see Ariana. Funny how the second Gal leaves me she appears.
"No" I barely said before I cleared my throat "I haven't Miss Grande" I gave her a tight lipped smile. She was standing very close to me. One thing I will say about Ariana...she knows how to assert her power. She stands in people's personal space when she wants to dominate them. I've seen her do it in many meetings.
"Where have you been" she stared deeply into my soul. That voice, that velvet voice. It's as if she is some sort of siren but instead of needing to sing an alluring song, all she has to do is speak.
"I was off on stress leave" I couldn't look at her anymore. It felt like whenever she stared into my eyes she could read my thoughts. Thinking back on Hectors face. I do not want her to know that I know about him.
"Stress leave" she chuckled and moved my face up so I would look at her "I could've relieved your stress" she smirked and that made my face blush. I found it shocking how she was acting with me in a room full of people who basically have their eyes on her. Poor Frank.
"I just needed some time away" that made her smirk face and confusion go about her face.
"From me" why did it look like that comment hurt her.
"No" I was quick to say, I was lying "from work" that was somewhat true. I looked across the room to see Zendaya. I don't even know why my eyes caught onto her. Ariana followed my gaze.
"Zendaya" she looked back at me "is she giving you a hard time, if so" before she finished I cut her off.
"No she's not, I promise" I shook my head, Zendaya cannot loose her job.
"Then what is it" she pushed further, what can I say. I know you're apart of a cult and now I cannot trust anyone. Not even my own family.
"There you are Y/n" saved by Gal once again.
"Miss Gadot" Ariana said.
"Ariana" she smiled at her "looking fabulous in that dress" she complimented.
"Thank you Y/n" Gal grabbed the glass of champagne from my hand.
"Ariana can I borrow you for a second" Gal put her hand on Ariana's forearm. To which Ariana nodded to and they both walked off.
"What was that about" Pete instantly came up to me after Gal and Ariana left.
"Nothing" I said.
He looked at me sceptically "are you hiding something" I really did not need Pete questioning me now, he's the one the dragged me into all of this. He can't leave me in it alone.
"Pete I swear" I needed him, I really did. "Ariana was just asking me some questions about my stress leave".
"Okay I would just" he than began to whisper "be a little more careful". I squinted my eyes at him.
"I wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for you" I spat at him. Maybe I would've been happy being oblivious to everything instead of waking up being paranoid.
"I'm doing you a favour" he defended himself.
"A favour" I scoffed and threw back my champagne in one. I really needed a drink. "Ever since I met you my life has went to shit" I said loudly making a few people look at us.
"Y/n" Pete stood closer to me "I think you need to calm down" I closed my eyes for a brief moment.
"I'm sorry, my mind is going crazy" I put my hand on my head.
"Everything okay here" we both looked in the direction of where the voice came from and there stood Gal and Ariana.
"Yeah everything is fine" I gave a small smile. I clearly wasn't convincing due to the harsh looks on both Ariana and Gal's faces.
"You must be Pete Davidson" Gal said "I haven't heard much about you, which department are you in" she stared him down.
"Communications" Pete seemed nervous "it's nice to finally meet you Miss Gadot" Pete held out his hand for her to shake.
It took Gal a solid minute to reach her own hand out to shake his. "Communications" she paused "wouldn't think it be best to not cause a scene at the wonderful Gala, the your President has put together" the look in her eyes.... It was frightening. Before I met Miss Gadot I was terrified of Ariana. Gal makes Ariana look like an angel.
I looked at the way Gal and Ariana stood together. It would be be easy to miss for someone who wasn't analysing the pair but, Ariana is standing a mere inch behind the Vice President yet she is The President.
It all made sense. Ariana is the face yet Gal is in control. Ariana has the image the someone could believe in, she looks like she somewhat owns a heart but Gal. Gal has the face of power. The face that probably wouldn't have gotten elected president so, she uses Ariana as her puppet.
I thought back to Hector and how he didn't know who the leader was. They're all at the final stage of their plan, this must be why Gal is in the picture more.
It's Gal. She's running everything.
"My apologies" I cut Pete off by walking by him and accidentally bumped into him.
"I need a minute" I said as I left the room with my head slightly spinning.
I rushed into the bathroom of the Gala, seeing the old paintings that were on the walls. One caught my eye in particular. It was of a woman who was crying, she had blood smeared on her face. I shook my head and rushed the the sink, splashing some water on my face.
I need to get out of here, I could go off the grid. Convince Madison to come with me, I could live somewhere beautiful in Mexico along the ocean. The thought of that alone brought a small sense of comfort to me.
"What are you doing" Zendaya came in angrily.
"I'm sorry" I splashed my face again "I'm not feeling the best". She laughed.
"Y/n you're gonna really need to start getting your act together" she spat "how do you even know Pete" she asked.
"From work Zendaya how else" I snapped at her.
"What did I tell you about making friends with people in the office" I shook my head.
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with me talking to fellow colleagues" she instantly cut me off.
"There is when you are making a scene at one the biggest events of the month, ruining Miss Grande's reputation" she looked at me with so much hatred in her eyes. She didn't look like the Zendaya I once knew.
I scoffed "well I guess I'll just leave" I stood away from the sink and when I got to the door of the bathroom I heard Zendaya say.
"That's what you do best" instead of responding I left.
I decided to go out the back entrance, I was almost successful, putting my hand on the handle of the door until I heard.
"Where are you going" I turned around to see who said that but when I did I was instantly met with a sharp pain to my head and darkness.
If you have read any of my other stories you now know that of course this story is taking its dark turn. Let me know what you thinking is going to happen next! Also sorry for any errors:)
