Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 118

Ariana

Wednesday, 7:17 pm

"It's time for dinner! We have a flight in five hours, so hurry it up people." Justin says.

"Why are you rushing me?" I ask.

"You're not even our of the bed yet and we have ten mintes to get to the restuarant."

"They can wait. I'm Ariana Grande."

"That's right, mama. You are Ariana Grande." Aviella says.

"Thank you, baby girl."

She was on the floor with Bella, 'helping her with tummy time'. She heard me say how Bella was stubborn and she wouldn't even attempt to roll over unless someone was on the floor with her, so now Aviella was on the floor with Bella and Bella was actually making some progress.

"Ariana, I'm so serious. I'm starving, and if you don't get up now I can and will starve to death."

"You say can and will like you're gonna do it on purpose."

"Okay. We tried it the easy way. Now it's time for the hard way."

I laugh, watching Justin pick Bella up and put her in her car seat.

"What's the hard way?" I ask.

"Aviella, will you get mommy's shoes and put them in Bella's bag?" Justin says, ignoring me.

"Okay, daddy." Aviella grabs the sandals I've been wearing all day and puts them in Bella's diaper bag.

"Do you really wanna leave looking like that?" Justin asks me.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just asking. You always have to do your hair or something before you leave."

"I'm not leaving yet." I say.

"Yes, you are. Aviella, get the room key and open the door."

"Whatever you say, daddy."

Aviella gets off of the bed and takes the key off the top drawer before going to open the door.

Justin comes over to the bed and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I scream and he just laughs.

"I warned you." He says.

"Come on, lady bug. Your turn." Justin grabs the handle of Bella's car seat and walks out the door that Aviella is holding open.

"Avi, can I have that?" I ask, referring to the key.

"Yes, mommy." She gives me the key and I put it in Justin's jean pocket.

"Is there something wrong with you? You're being too good."

"No. I'm perfectly goodly."

"Okay. Whatever you say."

Aviella presses the down button to the elevators and we wait for one of them to open.

"I like this a lot better than walking by myself." I say.

"Good." Justin replies.

I kiss his ear and he smiles, adjusting his grip on me. His arm was right under my but, where he couldn't restrain himself from touching me in inappropriate places, even when Aviella was looking directly at him.

One of the elevators finally opens and we walk in. Aviella presses the button for the lobby, since apparently she's obsessed with pressing buttons.

"Hey." Justin says while Aviella isn't staring at him.

"Hi." I smile, even though he can't see my face.

"I can see your thong through your leggings." He whispers.

I immediately start laughing and Justin places me on the floor.

"You are out of line." I pick Aviella up as the elevator doors open and we walk through lobby and to the car that was waiting for us.

This hotel is the best and there's always a car if you need one. It's sad we're only staying for a day.

The driver takes us to the restaurant, which isn't far at all, and we don't have to wait in the very long line because we have reservations.

7:34 pm

Once we sit at the table, I take Bella out of her car seat and hold her in my arms. She falls asleep, as I expected, just because she loves being held while she sleeps, which we established when she was born.

"Aviella, why are you so quiet?" I ask.

"I'm not quiet, mama." Aviella replies, looking up from the paper that she was coloring on.

"You're quieter than you usually are."

"Mommy, no I'm not!"

"Aviella, chill out." Justin says.

"I can't chill out. I miss Alexa!" Aviella gets out of her chair and goes to sit in Justin's lap.

"Princess, why didn't you say something? We could've face timed Alexa hours ago."

"I don't know." Aviella buries her head in Justin's neck and he rubs her back.

"It's okay, princess. We can call her right now." Justin pulls out his phone and face times Jonathan, who answers very quickly.

"Hey, man. What's up?"

"Hey. Can I talk to your daughter?"

"Sure. She's right here. Lex, you have a phone call."

Jonathan gives Alexa the phone and she smiles as soon as she sees Aviella.

"Hi!"

"Hi, Lexi." Aviella mumbles.

"What's wrong?"

"I miss you!"

"I miss you too, Avi. But you shouldn't worry about me. You're on vacation! You have to celebrate."

"But you're my best friend. I have to worry about you."

"No you don't, Avi. You can worry about me when you get back."

"Are you sure, Lexi?"

"I'm positive. Go have fun! I'm not talking to you anymore. Bye." Alexa gives the phone back to Jonathan and I laugh.

She's so 'wise', yet she's only seven years old.

I see the smallest of smiles on my princesses face, and she returns to her chair to continue her coloring.