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chapter 1.4: jealous jealous jealous girl
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JEALOUSY WAS AN UGLY FEELING, alot uglier when it was for a girl, or ariana thought. but whatever she was feeling was like jealousy times a hundred.
'I HATE WALKER SCOBELL AND HIS DUMB BLONDE CURLS.'
she typed agressively into my notes app.
she hated him more than ever, he stole her bestfriend, her girl, her gracie. HERS.
she hated his stupid perfect smile and his stupid blonde curls and his stupid blue eyes that gracie swooned over.
she grabs her pillows and throws them angrily around her room until it looks like hurricane katrina had hit it about ten times.
"honey, are you oka-" her mom stops mid sentence seeing the catastrophic state of her room and probably ariana herself.
"no. no mom nothing is okay because the girl i like likes another boy." she starts to tear up now.
"oh baby," my mom pulled me into her arms as she breaks down.
arianas mom was her biggest supporter. she never put her down or shamed her for who she was and ariana loved her for that. her mom had known about her crush on gracie probably around a few months ago.
ariana couldn't stop even tho she knew gracie didn't like her like that, but she continued hoping from the day gracie came out to her as bisexual.
but now with walker, and her singing risk a hundred percent directed for him, maybe the hope was dying out.
"hey, listen, there are gonna be so many more girls in your life, and you're gonna find the one okay baby, don't ruin yourself over gracie, you two have always been bestfriends, maybe its best to keep it that way." her mom softly suggests.
she nods as she sniffles and wipes her tears away.
she lets go of her mom as her phone rapidly pings from the one person she kind of didn't wanna hear from right now.
