ℝ𝕀𝔻𝕀ℂ𝕌𝕃𝕆𝕌𝕊 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 (an Ariana Grande x Y/n book)

Chapter 22 (im so into you)

-Ariana POV-

I rang Y/n's doorbell trying to hold back my giggles as I waited patiently and when it opened I bit my lip. "Oh hello there bad girl." Y/n chuckled her voice had sounded deep.

She was dressed tank top that made me realize either Y/n had no tits or she just was wearing a very good binder and some sweatpants. "Hello Ariana how can I help you."

"Ohh I'm just here to check up on my resident knight in shining armor." I snaked my hands up Y/n's chest and then locked them around her neck "Well it's nice to see the old Ari is back."

Y/n rubbed my cheeks with her thumb and then pecked my lips "Wanna come inside I made some of my world-famous lemonade." I jumped onto Y/n catching her by surprise "I guess I'll take that as a yes" y/n carried me inside and into the kitchen. Gently placing me down on the counter.

She then went into the fridge grabbed a pitcher and a cup from the cupboard and poured a glass. "So how may I help you, Ariana."

"Well, I just thought I'd give you an award for such daring behavior." I slid off the counter and took the cup downing the drink like a shot and slammed it down onto the table.

"And how do you plan on rewarding me." Y/n spoke sultry "with my presence of course. I know I can't get you hard and I'm okay with that. So I was thinking we could just hang out."

Y/n slid her hands around my waist "How are you doing by the way you know about the incident." My body tensed up "It's fine it was whatever not my first rodeo with crazy bitches like her." I pulled away from Y/n only for her to tighten her grip on me "buts it's not whatever Ariana she hurt you and now you're telling me this isn't anything new how many other assholes hurt you like this."

I crossed my arms and looked away I didn't want to talk about this anymore "It's whatever I practically did it to myself." Y/n grabbed my face a tad rough making me look at her. "Don't you ever say that!" Y/n yelled catching me off guard "Nothing on earth could ever make you deserve such a horrible thing."

Y/n pulled me into a hug a tad rough knocking the wind out of my lungs. "So please don't ever say that again. You're breaking my heart." I hugged Y/n back letting her warmth surround me and melt my iced heart.

"Now do I have to knock some heads or what?" Said Y/n making me laugh "Please don't I don't want you to get expelled." I kissed Y/n's cheek and pulled away "I'm already struggling with you just on suspension."

"Now how about some more lemonade." Y/n chuckled "Of course."

-Y/n POV-

"Now Y/n your file says that you are a victim of rape and sexual assault and I just want to offer my condolences to you." Said the therapist making me feel uncomfortable.

After telling my mom about what happened to me in eighth grade at a sleepover she signed me up for a therapy session to help me get through it and cope.

"Someone as young as yourself should never have to go through something like that truly terrible." I shrugged "It's fine it's whatever." I spoke nonchalantly.

"No it's not!" yelled my mother "Y/n you got raped that's not some simple thing you can just brush off that's serious." my mother argued.

She was taking this news terribly if it wasn't obvious but who doesn't want to know that their child was raped.

"Now let's calm down i understand your anger and why you feel the way you do but yelling won't help." The therapist reasoned with my mother calming her down "Now Y/n tell us how you feel."

I shrugged "I don't know not nice." I answered nervously "Just bad overall."

I looked over at my mom who I could tell was trying to hide her sadness "Do you feel at fault for what happened to you." I shook my head no "Good because what happened to you and sadly many other young boys and girls will never be your fault. And." I stared down at my hands not knowing what to say.

After what felt like hours the session came to an end and my mother and I went home in silence. Neither uttering a word the atmosphere was heavy and I felt like I'd burst at any second.

These moments were always the worst it was obvious something was wrong but neither me nor my mom felt brave enough to say anything and only when we reached home did my mom finally say something.

"I'm so tired." My mother groaned and I agreed with her. That session was so draining and exhausting that I needed to take a shower and go to sleep immediately. "Same." My mother looked at me and began breaking down into tears.

Couldn't blame her.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't be the one crying you were the one who got hurt not me." I rubbed my mom's back "Mom it's fine."

"No!" She yelled catching me off guard "Can you just stop saying that it's not fine it's not whatever or even remotely okay. I get It Y/n your trying to cope but don't try and make it seem what happened to was just some slap on the wrist. You. Were. Raped. By a group of evil girls who deserve to be in juvenile prison." My mother's voice began to crack

Her words became distorted as she started to cry even harder. And I felt terrible. I knew I shouldn't have told my mom what happened I knew it would've caused her distress but I still went and did it. I'm so selfish

"I'm sorry Mom I shouldn't have told you I should've thought how it would've made you feel." My mother stared at me surprised "Y/n you can't be serious right now. Why would you say that." my mom hit me on my head making me wince "You so stupid you know that. So damn considerate and shit for once can't you worry about yourself. Is the thought of hurting me worse than your own suffering."

"And I needed to know this anyway I'm your mother I should know these things." My mother pulled me into a hug "So please stop trying to invalidate your feelings." Tears built up in my eyes and I cried like a baby in my mother's arms for the first time in years and it felt good.