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ARIANA'S P.O.V.

(still two years ago)

i couldn't help it. i feel so guilty for everything. it's like i don't deserve this tragedy happening, but at the same time maybe i do. what did i do wrong? did i do something so malicious and wrong for this to happen? why?

it was around 1 A.M. around this time and i couldn't sleep. i can't help but think about my fans that lost their lives that night. i got snapped out of my thoughts with Daniel asking me

"are you okay?" he asked worriedly.
"yeah, it's just i can't sleep." i reply.
"oh okay." he said, relived.

i get up and get out of bed and go to the terrace. i look up at the moon. and that's where i cry. i cried so hard. i cried in a way i never have before. i felt so useless. then i felt someone hug me. i assumed it was Daniel, but he just hugged me and didn't talk, which comforted me. i fell asleep in his arms, under the moonlight with a voice in my head still telling me i'm useless.

the next morning, i couldn't eat. i had no appetite whatsoever. i called Scooter.

"hey Ariana, are you okay? are you home?" he asked worriedly.

"yes, i'm back home. i wanna visit those who got injured and wanna do a concert to raise money for the families that lost their loved ones, Scooter. please make this happen as this is the only way i'll be ever to forgive myself. please, Scooter. i'm begging you." i said with now tears in my eyes.

"okay." he said, willingly.

"thank you so much, Scooter. you don't know how much this means to me." i say, with so much appreciation for this person.

"anything for you, Ariana." he said as he ended the call.

i then told my team to help me with a statement regarding the issue and mentioning the concert that is funding the bills to help the families that were affected. i posted it on all my social platforms and so far, people are reacting positively.

i hope it stays that way.

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