Aviana's pov
I storm out of the building, not caring about anything that just happened. I honestly just want to go home, eat and tune everything and everybody out. I truly feel like death like no one cares or values my opinions, not even my own mother.I look around for the white vehicle that we came here in. I slowly start walking to it when I spot it in a sea of other luxurious SUVs.
I get to the car standing outside of the passenger door since it's locked. I don't know how long I'll be out here so.... I just wait here with no expression on my face, no movement, no nothing, I'm just here breathing watching as men and women are entering and exiting the building across from me. I take this time to capture their appearance; they all have smiles on their faces, some of them waving and greeting each other. They're simply happy to be living and me, I'm just here not wanting to live. I'm not happy, I'm not sad, I'm not mad, I'm literally nothing.
I wait a couple more minutes and that's when I see a whole bunch of paparazzi start coming towards me. I mentally am telling myself to run and go hide somewhere, but I physically can't get my legs to move. At this moment all I can think of are these pictures are gonna look so bad, I look so scared.
"Aviana, we're so happy you and your little brother are okay, where's your mom at" ?
"Aviana over here darling, is it true your mother is pregnant again"?
"Aviana where's you dad at? Is he in jail still"?
"Smile for us doll face"!
I'm so confused my head is spiraling out of control with all these flashes and questions. I shut my eyes tight hoping this was just a nightmare I'm soon to wake up from. Then they hear the voice they've been wanting to hear this whole time; Ariana Grande's.
"Everyone back the fuck up"! she yells trying to push through the crowd.
I roll my eyes when I see Justin behind her carrying Wilder and the diaper bag.
"Ariana are you getting a divorce" ?
"Are you dating Justin now"?
All these questions are so irrelevant and uncalled for.
I mentally cheer as I see Star, my moms security guard come help us.
"She said to back the fuck away from her daughter, you douches"! Star yells at them. They quickly take more pictures and videos as we all get into the car, except for Justin.
Stars driving this time tho. My moms in the middle seat in the back next to me, with wilder in the other window seat in his car seat of course.
"Oh my god are you okay baby"? My mom asks frantically as she reaches for me.
I pull away from her reach and just nod my head letting her know I was fine. I've been in worse scenarios before.
She looks at me and heavily sighs before tending to my whimpering baby brother.
She reaches down to grab the pacifier from the diaper bag as I look out the window just wanting this awkward car ride to end.
The baby's whimpering comes to a stop and my mom turns to look at me.
"Aviana can you listen to me please baby, just hear me out please"? She questions desperately.
I roll my eyes as I see her reflection on the window. I turn to look at her just so I don't have to hear her for the rest of this 30 minute car ride home.
"Listen Avi, what happened in there with Justin wasn't something you were suppose to witness, I wanted to tell you that we were trying to get together and make it work out so we can be a family. Baby that's all I ever wanted for you your real mom and dad together and happiness.
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My Daughters Father
FanfictionAriana and Ricky are a young couple who have a 12 year old daughter named Aviana and a 2 month old baby boy Wilder. The real plot here is, is Aviana really Ricky's daughter? Did Ariana lie to Ricky?