Anastasia • Jariana Story

10

It was Tuesday. I survived the whole school day. I was writing a song.

My parents weren't home. They decided to have a date. My parents haven't been out together in years.

I heard the doorbell. My parents are probably home. I got up, closing my songbook. I opened the door. Justin.

"Can we hang out?" Justin asked.

"I'm on my period..." I said awkwardly.

"Not like that." He laughs. "Justbhang out, that's all."

I nodded. We both sat down on the couch. "So, you're a lucky boy, Justin. Going on stage, and a few days after kissing her." I said, trying not to make it obvious that I was talking about myself.

"How did you know? No one at school was talking about it." Justin says.

"There was a photo leaked of us- of you and Anastasia kissing."

"Oh..." He mumbles.

"And... I got on the article." I said. "Someone from school took a picture of us kissing yesterday."

"Wow." He says annoyed, and rolls his eyes visibly.

"i know. It was called "Anastasia fan kisses an Anastasia lookalike and kissing Anastasia hours later" it was... Interesting."

"You like gossip, hun." He laughs.

"I do." I giggled. "So, want anything to eat?"

"Uh, yeah." I said. "If you don't mind."

"I don't mind. What would you like?" I asked, smiling.

"Anything."

"Breakfast for dinner?" I giggled.

"Yeah." He blushes.

"I only know how to make breakfast." I chuckled.

"Make whatever." He says.

I got up and started cooking breakfast for dinner. I felt large arms wrap around me. I blushed as I continued cooking.

"Smells good." He says.

He gave me kisses on the back of my neck to my shoulder. I heard my parents come in.

"That was a nice dinner- oh, hey justin." Mom says, walking in with dad.

Justin pulls his lips away from me. "Hey."

"Ariana, your dad is going to the store. I'll be upstairs."

We nodded. I was waiting for the pancakes to be ready to flip to the other side. Justin sets me on the counter.

"You're adorable." He says as I giggled.

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are." He says. "You're blushing." He says, going in between my legs.

"Justin, you really want me to bleed on you, don't you?!"

"You're not on your period."

"Yes I am!" I yelled.

"Why are you getting so defensive?" He laughs. "So that does me you aren't on your period."

"You caught me."

He pecks my lips. "The pancakes are ready... I think."

I flipped the pancake and put it on the plate. I turned off the stove.

"I'm not hungry anymore." He says.

"Justin, I just wasted-

"i'm hungry for something else." He smirks and I blushed.

He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. He goes upstairs and into a room.

"God, you're so beautiful." He says, kissing my neck.

I let out a soft moan. He set me on the dressing room tabl- wait...

He pulls away. He looks around. His eyes widen when he looks at my Anastasia wigs and all the makeup.

"It makes fucking sense." He clenched his jaw.

"Justin.. I can explain." I said, tears forming.

"Save it. Looking in this room explains enough for me." He says in an angry, but calm voice.

"Justin-

"I'm your friend, Ariana. We could've kept the secret together that you're Anastasia." Justin says. "You shouldn't be hiding this from me. I'm your only friend."

"I'm so sorry, Justin!" I cried, caressing his cheek.

"What else are you hiding, hm? I can't trust you anymore." He says, walking out.

"Justin, wait!" I cried, running after him but falling to my knees.

"I love you." I sobbed.

He stops and looks at me. "If you loved me, you would've told me."

And he left, like that. I cried my eyes out and my mom runs into my dressing room. I explain her everything.

I lost him from one of my secrets.

The truth hurts, but secrets kill.