Ariana's POV
"I'm not fucking crazy, tell me you see that... Please?" I say, showing Lucy the most recent text from Kyle.
"Y-yeah, I see that. So you were right about yesterday," she said slowly.
"Exactly... I-I can't tell Justin, please don't tell Justin,"
"If you don't want me to, I won't tell him, but why not?"
"I just can't,"
"Why?"
"They have a thing,"
"He's bisexual? What?"
"NO! They hate each other so much. And I don't mean hatred like "oh fuck that guy he's an ass" I mean like full on punching, fighting, it's intense,"
"Shit... But so what?"
"Don't tell mom, okay?"
"I won't,"
"Promise?"
"Yeah, yeah, now tell me,"
"Okay so... You know how I dated Kyle,"
"Mhm,"
"And this was when I was still in grade 12,"
"Yeah..."
"Well I dated him for a bit, then broke up with him for Justin, and then we broke up with and I went to Kyle, and Kyle has hated Justin because I went to him and Justin has hated Kyle because I went to him,"
"Yo, that's some complicated shit," she laughed.
"Yeah but you didn't let me finish,"
"Go on,"
"When I wasn't dating any of them, Kyle was trying to get me back. He abused and tried to rape me... He wanted to beat Justin,"
"Holy fuck, he's so sick minded,"
"I know, and since he did that I know he'll do anything, he's crazy,"
"Well bitch call the cops!"
"Don't you think I would by now? I don't have enough evidence!"
"Cameras? Your fucking phone? Screen shot that shit,"
"Cameras is not a source. He always chooses places without cameras,"
"Then screen shot it,"
I take my phone out and go onto my messages.
"He deleted it..."
"Oh my god, okay every time he texts you, screen shot it,"
"Okay... But swear not to ever tell anyone, not mom, not Justin,"
"Oh, now it's clicking... The thing you told me that day... "If he gets involved, things start to happen, and you don't wanna know," is that what he meant? Justin?"
"All he said was 'he' so I don't know, but most likely yeah,"
"He's gonna find out... You do know that right?"
