Something About Caniff

*NOTE: This is the first fanfic I've ever made. It might be bad so I'm just hoping for not much judgement. I'm not going to include sexual content or anything like that because it's my choice and it's pretty disturbing if you ask me. After all, I'm a 13 year old trying to portray 15-19 year olds, and the main character's personality (Ariana) is completely different than mine. It's harder then you think, but I hope you enjoy :)

Introduction:

I think that we have a choice in this world on how we handle everything. You can either be completely happy and love every moment of your life, or you might as well die. Us as human beings expect too much from life. We all have our moments of fantasies were we want our "Prince Charming" to come or for us to be living a life of fame and luxury with committed work. It's hard for us to accept that life isn't that way nowadays because it's what we've all grown up with. Our parents always taught us that the world is so friendly and your heart will never be broken when we were little. Now we realize that it's actually the opposite, there are more suicidal and eternally broken people now. But this is life, whether you like it or not.

Oh I'm sorry. Hi, I'm Ariana Rose Couture. Weird and fancy name for a girl like me huh? I know. I don't like it. I would say hate but I'm very confused on the meaning of "love", so how can I hate? But I guess it's ok. Well, anyways let me continue with my story. My family? Oh well, I live with my depressed and ignorant mother, and my 12 year old sister, Bethany. I take care of her. My mom is too selfish and careless to even "love" us. She never really showed anything positive to us. I was always the one that took care of Bethany. It was like I was her mother. I loved her. And yes, to me love is a very hard and strong thing for me to say. But Bethany deserves for me to use that word. She's the sweetest with beautiful, chocolate brown hair and light green eyes. She was amazing and so caring. My dad? Oh well he died.

Though my mom never showed affection, my dad did. I loved him at that moment when I knew what love was. He taught me the benefits of life and to never give up on my dreams. He was my role model. He died on a plane crash to Brazil for a photography session. Yes, he was a famous photographer. He traveled the world, and sometimes I went with him. Those were the best moments of my life. I remembered me observing him just take pictures outside or of anything. I was so amazed. I just loved to see how he would live his life. I used to wish I would be able to be like him. Someone that lives their life to the fullest with no regrets. But when he died, I guess my life took a turn, and only god knows if it was for the best or the worst.

One thing I remembered my dad for was how wise he was. He always knew how to handle each and every situation. And he loved unconditionally. That's what stood out most about him. That's why I "loved" him to death. The saddest part was the call from his friend, who is also in the photography business, told us that he had passed away on that plane crash. I remember I was watching TV, looking at my mothers face. You could literally see right through her soul and emotions. She was heartbroken. Too heartbroken. He opened doors for her and made her happy. And he was gone. I sometimes find me thinking to myself... How would you feel? If the one you loved the most, the one that made you happy, and the one that brought the best things out in life right in front of you... Was gone?

My mother at that moment ran in her room and locked the door, not ever coming out. And she still does that to this day. I didn't have to ask her about what was wrong. I found out on the news. That was the day I cut myself. Bethany was 3 years old and didn't even know anything. So yeah, my dad died a long time ago. But it still haunts me to this day on how my life would be better if he was right here with me. I missed his wise self. I missed his photography. I missed everything about him. But he's gone. And you can't change what's been done. And that's that.

Chapter 1:

I got up from my bed and took a nice relaxing shower. After I was finished, I got dressed and went on my phone for a little. I had a bunch of Twitter and Vine notifications. Walking out of my room, I gently woke up Bethany. She hugged me tightly with that bright smile of hers. That's what I loved about her. She didn't know but a smile from her made my whole day. It was the positive voice in my head. And it made me... Happy.

"Breakfast time." I said softly with a warm smile. She pulled away slowly from our hug.

"Ok!" She said quietly with her smile. She got up and ran downstairs and I followed. I made her food, got her outfit made for her, and planned on how I was going to do her hair. I got a text on my phone. It was from my best friend, Josh. He was the best. He always cared. And he always listened. He reminded me of my father. Which is one of the reasons on why I loved him. Yes, I did love him too.

From: Josh
To: Ariana

Hey:) wanna come over later?

I smiled. I liked going to Josh's. It was always filled with positivity. His mother was like the mother I never had. And she understood me. Unlike my mother.

From: Ariana
To: Josh

Sure! Just let me take care of Bethany here. I'll be there in 10.

I put my phone down.

"Hi" Bethany said with a small wave to me while she ate her pancakes.

"Let's go get you ready." I said with a soft smile. She giggled as she went upstairs with me. She got dressed up in the outfit I gave her, which was a cream colored dress, and then I put her hair into two braids. She then stared into the mirror in her room.

"You look beautiful." I said standing behind her putting my hands on her shoulders. She nodded and grinned very big. She turned around and gave me a hug.

"I love you so much," she said.

I usually hesitated hugs, but surely not with her. I hugged her back tightly and kissed her head gently.

"Don't ever forget that."

"I love you too." I said with a huge smile. I barely smiled. It was only I some people that made me smile. That was Bethany and Josh. So it felt very unusual in my cheeks. We ran back down stairs and went out the door into my car. I dropped my sister off at her best friend, Kayla's house. I liked Kayla. And she liked me too. She was a second sister to me. And she reminded me so much of Bethany.

I arrived at Josh's house. When I did, he was standing at the front of his door holding balloons and an envelope. Hmm. I wonder why. As I pulled into his driveway, I smiled with a giggle. I walked over to him.

"Hi!" I said softly.

"I'm so proud of you!" He exclaimed. I looked at him confused. What is he talking about?

"What do you mean?" I said still looking at him puzzled. He handed me an envelope that had my name on it in cursive. I didn't know what to expect.