𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘| Miguel Diaz [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON 6 PART 3]

𝒙𝒙𝒙. promposals

chapter thirty:
❛ promposals ❜

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tw: panic attacks

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arizona sat stiffly in the parole office waiting room, her fingers tapping anxiously on the chair's armrest. today was supposed to be a good day, the day she might finally get her ankle monitor removed. she should have been excited-this was her chance to move forward, to leave some of the past behind-but her nerves were wound tight. every tick of the clock made her heart race a little faster.

there were a few others waiting as well, some sitting in silence, others thumbing through old magazines. arizona tried to focus on anything but the anxiety gnawing at her stomach. she didn't want to mess this up. she couldn't afford to.

she leaned back, closing her eyes for a moment, trying to focus on her breathing. just relax, she told herself. you've come so far. you've got this.

but the door swung open, and the moment arizona saw who walked in, her breath hitched painfully in her throat. tory.

tory nichols, the girl who had tormented her, held her down in that tattoo parlor and permanently marked her arm with the word "traitor." the word still burned, etched into her skin, a constant reminder of that night. the memory slammed into her like a freight train, vivid and terrifying. she could feel the cold metal of the chair beneath her, could hear tory's voice sneering as she tattooed her arm. the panic was immediate and overwhelming.

arizona's heart pounded so loudly in her ears she could barely hear anything else. her breathing grew shallow and ragged as she stared at tory, who hadn't noticed her yet. all she could think about was getting out of there, away from the past that seemed to have walked right back into her life.

without a second thought, she bolted from her seat, her legs carrying her out of the waiting room before her brain had fully caught up. she pushed through the door and stumbled outside, her lungs desperate for air. she pressed herself against the wall of the building, gasping, her hands trembling as she tried to steady her breathing. but the more she tried to calm down, the more the memories of that night consumed her.

"arizona?" a voice called out from behind her, tentative and uncertain. arizona's stomach twisted when she realized it was tory.

she turned around, panic still gripping her as she saw tory standing a few feet away, her expression unreadable but softer than arizona had ever seen it. tory took a step forward, but arizona's hand shot out in a defensive gesture.