Ricky's POV: "Ariana! Ariana!" I yelled running after the car. She drove off.
"What the fuck man?!" I was so filled with emotion. Anger, confusion, worried, nervous, and sad. Why did she run off like that? I looked to see my father just standing there.
"What the hell?" I furrowed my eyebrows and lifted my arms. "Why is she scared of you dad?" I walked back.
He stood there with an emotionless facial expression.
"I mean, look at me, who wouldn't be scared of this face." He laughed. I grinned and shook my head. He was funny but there wasn't time for laughing. I need to know what's wrong with my baby girl. "Dad I'll have to see you soon. I need to make sure she's okay." I gave him a manly hug and walked off.
I walked to the street to hail a taxi.
Luckily one came.
As the taxi driver drove me to Ariana's house, I looked out the window.
Why did she run off like that? She was scared for her life. Like if she could she would have shitted her pants.
Me: baby are you okay?
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She read my text and didn't text back. What the hell? 'Don't tell me she's mad at me..' I whispered to myself.
When we got to her house, I quickly paid the driver and ran to her front door. "Hey Joan is Ariana home?" I asked her mother, she was such a sweat heart.
"No she hasn't came back yet." Joan answered back.
Fuck. Where did she go? I heard the noise of tires pulling up in the drive way.
"Baby!" I yelled. It was her. I ran so quickly to that car door that when she tried to reverse the car I was already pulling the door open.
"Ariana! Relax! What's wrong?" She was pouring her eyes out and breathing heavily.
"Don't touch me Ricky! Don't fucking touch me!" She screamed. It scared me. It really did.
"You knew didn't you? You fucking knew?!" She yelled banging her hands into her head.
"Knew what baby?!" I was scared. I didn't want to loose Ariana ever.
"Your dad! He was my rapist." She started to cry.
My face went into complete shock. I stepped back and just stood there.
"No...no...no...no..." I kept repeating. He couldn't do that. Not dad. Not him. I looked back at Ariana. She was so hurt. But then it came to me.
"He fucking hurt you?!" I yelled, clenching my fists. Ariana's head popped up because she never heard my voice in that tone.
"R-Ricky just relax. I don't need you being like this." She cried getting out the car and hugging me.
I fell to the floor and cried on my knees. The one I looked up to, the man I trusted with my life, the fucking man who told me always treat women like princesses but yours like a queen raped my girl, my queen, my everything. That love I had for him was completely gone.
I knew Ariana hated when I got mad when people said bad things about her etc but this was over board.
"Ariana I need to go." My face became serious. So much hate was in my heart. I wanted to nearly kill this bastard.
"Ricky no please!" She cried out loud grabbing onto my shirt. She knew what I was planning to do.
"He fucking hurt you! Your my everything! I love you Ariana! I fucking love you! No one is going to hurt you like this! No fucking body!" I yelled at her. My anger wasn't necessarily towards her but I couldn't hold it in.
"R-Ricky please." She looked at me with those eyes. Those beautiful eyes of hers. She was hurt. She didn't need more drama. And if I went to my dad and fought him it would not only make me look bad but her too.
I got out of the car and hugged her so hard. I felt so much pain...so much pain for my baby girl. She was suffering and the cause was my own blood. I couldn't believe it.
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We were in her room laying down. I had a headache from all the drama from earlier. She went to the bathroom to clean herself up and came out with one of my shirts I gave her and some pajama shorts. I was still traumatized by the thought. I didn't want to touch her in any sexual way.
She put Netflix on and we watched seasons of "Orange is the new black"
I looked at her and felt so sorry.
"Baby it's alright. I know you don't mean any harm to me and you didn't know. I've been dealing with this for so long, it was just a little crazy to see him again. But I'm truly fine." She looked at me. She was a beautiful woman.
She gave me a kiss and laid back down. We have a show tonight and I just need some rest.
"Let me turn the t.v off Ariana. We need to rest." She nodded and turned the t.v off. I took my shirt off and she gave me a kiss. The thought was still in my head. My queen, my baby, my everything had to go through such a bad situation. I silently cried myself to sleep.
