Chapter 3

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Justin's pov
I clicked on the picture of Ariana. First I didn't see anything. But then I saw a bruise.

I read the description: "Here's another proof that Ricky abuses Ariana

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I read the description: "Here's another proof that Ricky abuses Ariana. You can actually see finger prints on her arm real clear. It looks like Ricky grabbed her arm real thight.If y'all butthurts still don't believe me and say Ricky is a good person please leave." I clicked on the account and saw a lot more pictures of Ariana with bruises. My mind was blown away. I saw a tear drop on my phone and realised I was crying a little bit. The rest of the night I couldn't sleep and fellt disguisted, awfull and mad. I was about to text Ariana and ask if she wanted to talk but I realised that if I asked that, Ricky will probably read it... and maybe he will slap her again. I put down my phone and tried one more time to fall asleep.

The next morning I grabbed my phone and I saw that the instagram page was still open. I didn't wanted to cry this time. No, this time I wanted to beat the sh*t out of Ricky. But I knew I couldn't. I scrolled down my instagram feed and saw Ariana was with her bestfriend. That's it! I'm gonna ask her if she knows anything about it. I just need to wait untill she leaves Ariana so that Ariana won't notice anything. Or more important, that Ricky won't notice anything.

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