𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔼𝔻𝕐 (an Ariana Grande x Y/n story)

Chapter 16 (fixing mistakes)

These images really do not set the mood for these chapters

Is what this has considered self-harm I don't know
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-Ariana POV-

I think k was going crazy. No, I was crazy.

I tried to distract myself so I wouldn't end up watching Y/n sit in that room all alone for hours on hours. I felt like shit it was obvious I wasn't in the right mind when I even decided on this stupid punishment and yet here I was watching her rock back and forth from the camera.

I guess this was also my punishment for doing this to Y/n in the first place.

Finishing prepping Y/n's breakfast I sighed. It's been three days and three nights and the only times I've let Y/n out of that room was when she needed to use the bathroom and when she'd eat she'd stay in there.

It's cruel and horrible but I'm too far deep in for me to take it back.

Though after this whole process is over I'm going to revert the room to a storage room.

Taking the food which was a salad with chicken and a shit ton of vegetables, Some fruits for fiber, water, and a shit ton of vitamins to replace the lack of vitamin D from
Being locked in there all the time.

I unlocked the door and came upon a Y/n hitting her head on the wall. Blood covered that wall and there were even a few droplets on the floor. "Ana Ana Ana." She repeated those words over and over.

At that moment I realized that enough was enough this had to end. I put down Y/n's food and grabbed her pulling her away from the wall. "Hey hey, Y/n look at me look at me!" I gripped her face and made her look at me.

She looked horrible. Dark circles on her eyes blood dripping down her face. She reminded me of how she looked after dealing with those horrible nightmares for a week. "Ana," Y/n muttered out softly.

I nodded my head "Yes yes Ana is here Ana is here for you."

"Ana" y/n groaned out softly she then rested her head on my shoulder I felt like crying.

No Ariana no time for crying Y/n was the one that was in pain not you.

I grabbed the key out of my pocket and uncuffed her hands. Her wrists were red and raw it looked like she had been rubbing them against the metal handcuffs over and over.

I pulled her out of the room and straight to the bathroom where the med kit was. "You gonna be okay."

Dressing her wounds she looked like a different person and it's all my fault.

This was my punishment.

The only thing that could truly hurt me in this world was seeing someone I loved hurt. And now I was the one who hurt someone I loved.

Feeling soft hands wipe my tears I gasp. "Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry." Y/n repeated those words over and over like a broken record and I started to laugh. "No matter how bad I treat you at the end of the day you always look out for me."

Y/n smiled though her face was still filled with pain "I love Ana." I pulled Y/n into a hug "Ana loves you too." Y/n happily hugged my back rubbing her hand on my back.