I'm not Enough For You (Craquaria)

Chapter two

A/N: if y'all wanna see more fics from me in the future, let me know!

{3:06} Aquaria: Are you ok??

{3:07} Aquaria: Did I do something?

{3:08} Aquaria: I'm sorry

{3:08} Aquaria: Please let me know if your ok!!

Aquaria had been worried almost all day about Brianna. Things seemed so good in the morning. Then things went awry, and she wished she knew what to do, or how to fix it.

She appreciated Monét keeping her updated, and she appreciated her friends by her side, telling her it was just a bad day, and nothing more. She couldn't help but worry however, this couldn't be nothing. People don't have panic attacks for no reason, or at least that's what she assumed.

Each minute that she didn't get a response back was heart wrenching. Each minute felt like 3 hours. Each minute that passed only confirmed in her mind that she wasn't ok, and her fear would grow. Her phone was growing heavy in her pocket, like a weight holding her down.

Her phone dinged and her eyes grew, grabbing her phone from her pocket, fumbling around with it, before getting a steady grasp on. Her eyes scanned over the message, focusing on the use of the ellipses. Those dots were always a bad sign.

{3:16} Brianna: Aqua…

{3:16} Aquaria 👑💖: Bri! Are you ok?

{3:18} Brianna: I think we should break up. Your so amazing and you deserve someone like that too. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you.

Aquaria’s breath hitched in her throat. Everything in that moment that gone, it wasn't important. She couldn't comprehend what she was reading, and it seemed unbelievable. She kept scanning over the message. How could she believe those things? Brianna was amazing. The best person she has, or had, in her life.

She tried to type a response back to try and reason with the shorter blonde, but her hands were shaking like a vibrating chair.

In was just her in the moment. Everything else was blocked out of view. She felt like everything she had, just fell down. She felt like Brianna pulled the one vital piece of her Jenga Tower, except the Jenga Tower was her life, her soul, everything she loved.

She gripped her hands around the handle of her bag, holding on so tightly, her knuckle was turning white. She stood up, resembling a baby deer trying to walk for the first time.

“V-vanessa. Please T-take over for me.” Aquaria stumbled over her words, before rushing out. She couldn't even hear what the other girl said in response, or the reactions of the rest of the cheerleading squad. She just had to get out of there.

The before mentioned girl, bit her lip trying to stop the tears that poked out from the side of her eyes, threatening to poor out.

She stumbled with her car keys, unlocking the door after getting a hold of the keys.

Aquaria almost like threw herself into the car, and once the door was safely shut that's when the tears started to poor out.

She gripped her fingers around the steering wheel, digging into the foam that was around the wheel with her nails. Her forehead met the top of the steering wheel, choked back sobs forcing their way out. She bit her lip, hoping to muffle the sounds not to draw too much attention to herself, especially in this state.

Aquaria reached for her phone, trying to make any last minute attempt to change the girls mind. She hovered over the keyboard, trying to think of words to say to change her mind. She wasn't very good at forming words together to produce meaningful sentences or such.