Chapter 7

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Ariel's POV

I heard feet but it was a movie theater so I didn't turn around. My tears were blurring my vision so I was walking stumbled to this yellow cab.

I muttered to myself how stupid I was to touch him. I drowned out the rest of the world as I got closer to the cab I heard yelling but it was muffled, I don't know what I felt but it was awful. The ache in my chest felt like heartburn but it wasn't. I started crying even harder as I got closer to the cab.

As I was opening the door, someone yanked my arm backward and I stumbled into their chest. I was quickly turned around and looked into the face if an angel. Of my angel. I couldn't believe he came back for me. I was still crying as I hugged him.

As I was looking over his shoulder I saw a woman glaring at me with a look of envy and hate. I stared at her for a while, but not wanting to start anything I didn't tell Zach. I wanted a better look at her though, so as Zach was saying things I honestly wasn't listening to I dragged him back inside and went past the lady and to the restrooms.

His talking halted as we passed the lady. I had many questions running through my head, but at that time I was already in the bathroom so I had to make up answers myself.

I stared at myself in the mirror and slowly turned around to look at my butt and go into a stall when the woman comes in with her hands in her pockets.

She stared at me as she walked to the sink, her heels clicking on the floor. She passed me and utters a sound of disgust.

I winced and backed away from her into a bathroom stall and saw the woman looking at her phone through the crack in the stall.

I peed, very loudly, I don't know if it was because I was self conscious or because there was an echo in the bathroom but I was really embarrassed. She scuffed and rolled her eyes at the sound.

I wanted to know what her problem was but seeing as I was a kid and she looked rude I decided against it.

I walked out he bathroom timidly and I walk to the sink, which is right beside her. She grabs my hand and these words escape from her lips as she tightens her hold on my wrist, " You have no clue what you are dealing with... Darling..."

She smirked and leaned close to my face, "He always loved the fresh scent of a whore" she giggled and squeezed my wrist harder, slapped me lightly on the face and let go.

I watched her waltz out he bathroom in shock. I rubbed my wrist and saw that it was turning red. "Crazy son of a bitch.." Were the words I said under my breath as I washed my hands.

Though somebody came in the bathroom and looked me up and down and said into the phone, "Yeah,, she's still here."

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