Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 90

Ariana

Saturday, 12:31 am

I find Justin on the back porch, but he's not alone.

"Justin?" I whisper.

"Hey, Ariana. I found Jonathan. We're-"

I turn to face Olivia, who saw me with tears streaming down my face in the doorway, but didn't see Justin and his little "girlfriend" making out.

"Ari, what's wrong?"

"Hey, baby. What's up?" Justin says.

It's like he doesn't even know what's happening. I don't even know what's happening.

"Justin, what the hell did you do to her?" Olivia asks.

I can't take this. There's too much going on. I try to run away, but I fall to the floor and everything goes black.

Joan

12:34 am

"Mom, You shouldn't be up this late. You have work tomorrow." Frankie says.

"I don't care. I'm gonna spend as much time with my little baby as possible."

I finish changing Bella's diaper as Frankie's phone starts to ring.

"Some unknown number is calling me."

"Answer it. Maybe they'll come kidnap you."

"That is not nice."

Frankie answers his phone and I watch his face turn angry.

"He did what!?"

"Frankie, lower your voice before you wake Aviella."

"I'm coming right now." Frankie hangs up the phone and starts putting his shoes on.

"Frankie, what's going on?"

"Alexa called me. Justin cheated on Ariana."

Frankie doesn't say another word. He grabs his keys and walks out the door.

"Well, Bella. I guess it's just me and you. And my daughter better be okay."

Ariana

3:24 am

I sit up, gasping for air.

"Ari, calm down. You're okay." Frankie says.

"What the hell happened. Where's Justin?"

"Oh no, baby. You don't want Justin." Frankie tells me.

"What are you talking about?"

"Justin cheated on you. He kissed another girl."

"No, he didn't. Justin wouldn't do that."

"I assure you, he did." I turn around and see Olivia.

Jonathan is asleep on a couch, and Alexa is on my left.

"Where is he?" I ask.

"Alexa got him an Uber to his parents' house. Lucky for him, or I would've pounded his face in. We literally just had this conversation two days ago." Frankie says.

"He really cheated on me? Where is this girl?"

"Ariana, that doesn't matter."

"Oh, yes it does. Where the hell is she?"

"Somewhere you're not. And we'd like to keep it that way." Alexa says.

"Do you know her?" I ask.