YDR (Ariana/You)

Chapter 14. That song

A/n: this picture funny as hell LMFKAAKKA anyways into the story 🐮 also sexual activities will be happening and also you're going to be- nvm I'm spoiling but yeah, also what a long ass title I KNOW shut up whore.

Ariana POV

"Save it bitch! I don't want to hear shit from you. Either you shut the fuck up or die. Pick one!" I screamed at the weeping brunette.

She tucked in her lips to hold in her sobs, breathing in slower to calm her nerves.

I nodded my head at my men, signaling them to proceed the process of torturing the psychotic Latina.

"Please! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to! I- I didn't mean to hurt her...I let my feelings take over me! I didn't know I was going to hurt her. Just please stop!"

I watched as Camila pleaded for mercy, her saliva and tears dripping from her jaw onto her exposed breasts.

She's wiggling left and right, trying to escape the tight rope wrapped around her body and the chair she's sitting on.

I should've just wrapped this bitch up and let her squirm on the floor like a caterpillar. She doesn't deserve a seat.

"Kill her in the slowest possible death you can." I demanded my men, before kicking her in the face.

A yelp broke out into the room, and I looked at the pained face of my worst enemy, seeing that her nose was now broken, spilling blood all over her sweaty face.

I snapped my fingers before walking to the exit of her house.

"Please stop! Please! Ariana, I'm sorry!"

As I walked farther from the house, I heard her screaming grow quieter and quieter.

The sound of her afraid, begging for mercy gave me joy. It made me feel stronger, in control.

Serves that bitch, I hope she has fun in hell.

Your POV

I laid on the couch watching the 70in flat screen TV hanging on the wall in front of me.

To save time on waiting for Ariana to come back, I decided to binge watch the new season of On My Block.

"Watch the roller world money be fake." I said shaking my head.

I heard the door nob jiggle before a knock on the door flooded my ears.

Who is that? Ariana's house is literally in the middle of no where.

I opened the door to see my beautiful girlfriend, "Babe! You're here!" I cheered as I hugged her warm body.

I inhaled her sweet cologne, digging my head into her welcoming neck.

Before I distanced myself, I asked "where's your key?"

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot it." She chuckled.

"Next time you don't have your key I'm not opening the door." I joked, before walking back to the couch to continue watching my show.

"Camila is covered. You won't have to worry about her anymore." She assured, walking into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator.

I turned around on the couch and sat on my knees, "You didn't hurt her, did you?"

"Umm...maybe just a little." She winced, before turning back to the fridge and grabbing an apple.

"Babe, I told you to get her some help. I'm fine, I was just a little shaken up. I'm used to it." I replied, before laying down on the leather couch.