My demons{Jariana/Justin and ariana}

Funeral.

Song of the chapter~Wish you were here by Delta Goodrem (I think thats how you spell her last name?)

P.S I haven't done any Justin pov's yet but I might soon idk :)

Ariana~

*Two days before school*

Shot in the head.

That's how they say my dad died,he got shot in the head by a member of a gang.They say he was in a gang as well,and I guess he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I wipe the tear away that had splashed onto the top of my black dress.I move my gaze from the floor to in front of me,taking in my appearance.I had my hair straightened and my face had natural-looking makeup on.I was wearing a flowly,plain black dress that reached mid-thigh with black stockings and black flats.I wore a black cardigan.

I hold back my tears,not now.

We were staying in a hotel in california,and by we I mean Henry,Mom,Justin and I. Me and Justin had our own room and Henry and Mom had sepearte rooms.

A soft knock on my door tears me away from my thoughts.

I look down as the creak of the door opening sounds in my ears,not bothering to see who it was..

"You ready babe?"

Justin.

He was wearing some black jeans,black dress shoes,a white dress shirt with a black blazer and tie.

I nod and walk over to him,my hands crossed over my chest and my gaze fixed on the floor.I walk past him without a word and wait for him by the door.

I feel his presence behind me so I open the door to see Henry and Mom waiting for us in the hall.Mom was wearing a black dress with some white detailing at the bottom,a black blazer and some black short heals.Her hair was curled and her face was covered in light makeup.

Henry wore a Black suit and tie.

My Mom smiles softly and places a hand on my cheek.

I step away,"Don't fucking touch me."I spit.

She takes a step back,hurt filled in her eyes.

I start walking towards the elevator.

Justin walks next to me and Henry and Mom walk behind us.

We stand in the elevator in silence,I try to think about everything but my dad but somehow,everything manages to connect to dad.But I won't cry,at least not now.

The elevator dings and the doors open to the lobby.

Justin grabs a hold of my hand and I don't object.We walk outside hand in hand.

The weather was cold,the sky was filled with dark gray clouds which gave the effect that it was night,but it was only 1pm.

We walk a little down the street and wait for the valet to give us our car.A man pulls our car up in front of us.

Me and Justin slide into the back pair of the black leather car seats as Henry gets in the drivers seat and Mom in the passengers.

We all buckle in our seat belts and we start driving.

I stare out the window as Justin rubs his thumb up and down my thigh.I watch all the cars drive by,completely oblivious that a funeral is about to happen.

Lucky them.

Suddenly the car stops and I realize we are here.

I take in a deep breath before I pull the door handle,making the lock click open and the door widen.I push it further and I step out,Justin following behind me.