SILENCE || A. Grande (DISCONTINUED)

²²𝐀 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

Middle School.

"No mommy! No! I didn't do anything! I promise!" I screamed, trying to get out of mommy's grip, but there was no point. She was holding on so tight, desperately trying to get me in the cab. When she succeeded she smiled sadly and kissed my head. "It's for the best sweetheart. I'm sorry...I'm so sorry," her eyes were watery, filled with sorrow. She hugged me one more time.

I looked behind her, and there she was. Karla Camila fucking Cabello; staring at me with her arms crossed and a crooked smile on her Cuban face. 'See you in hell' she mouthed. I screamed, which startled everyone, "no! No! Don't let me go there! Please!" I was having a huge breakdown, kicking the seats, trying to get out to the car.

Mommy quickly paid the guy and he drove off to the school for troubled girls.

"Ariana? Everything alright?" Y/n asked, putting her hand on my shoulder and giving it a small, reassuring squeeze. Usually I would say yes, but I'm not. Camila was staring at me. That same look she gave me when I was leaving to go to that school for the troubled. It's a blessing that lying was made.

"Yes, I'm okay." I say, and look Y/n in the eyes. I can't lose her to Camila. I put my hand on Y/n's hand and gave her a reassuring smile. "Just a little nervous." I say.

I stand on the table and yell for everyone's attention. They all either turn around, or look at me. "Hey everyone! Erm...I have news! Me and Y/n are getting married on June 1st, and all of you will be invited with different invitations from different people. Each one of them have different meanings attached to them." I tell the students.

"The different invitations tell you where you'll be going before, during, and after the wedding." I look around and meet with Camila's eyes again, suddenly feeling nauseas. Courtney snapped to grab my attention. Once she had my eyes on her, her face overcame with worry, she mouthed 'are you okay?' I shrugged and jump off the table and run out the cafeteria. I can't say anything with her looking at me like she's going to kill me.

Middle School.

"Is everything okay, Ariana?" Headmistress asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. I haven't eaten my food, and it was my favorite—spaghetti. Headmistress knew me the most. I was her favorite out of the 200,000 children who came here. We were sitting at dinner, with the rest of the middle schoolers who were also troubled.

I didn't answer. Headmistress gave me a worried look. I kept staring at my food. "I have to do it, mistress. I have to kill her." Headmistress arched her eyebrows in confusion. "Whom?" "Karla Camila fucking Cabello Estrabao!" I yelled, grabbing my plate and throwing it on the ground.

"Ariana!" Headmistress yelled, but I ignored her. "Shes out there trying to steal my Y/n Pelletier!" I said, throwing my hands around with a look of worry and anger on my face, "I can't let her do that! I can't mistress!" I say, uncontrollable tears now falling down my face.

The students looked at me with shock. "Emmanuel, Danny, please take her to the chamber." Headmistress said. "No!
Mistress please!"I screamed, trying to get out the guards grip. "I'm sorry, Ariana, but if I can't calm you down, then maybe electricity will." I screamed an ear piercing scream,hoping it will change her mind.

"No, screaming isn't going to change my mind like it usually does Ariana." She said, buckling me up in the chair after we got to the chamber. "You have been a very naughty girl, babydoll. And naughty girls need to be punished." I shook my head, "please mistress." I beg.

She backed away, "t-turn it on...I can't bare to watch." She said, turning around, her hand on her mouth. The guards turned in the electric chair, causing me to scream louder than I have ever screamed. I haven't been in this chair since the first time I arrived. The pain felt stronger.

After an hour of electrifying, they finally let me go, I could barely walk. Everything was numb. Headmistress picked me up. "I am so so so, sorry babydoll. But everyone needs to learn their lesson." I hugged onto Headmistress. "Headmistress, I don't want to go back!" I sobbed into her neck.

"You don't have to go back, you can stay with me." Headmistress said, and walked me out the school. "Where are we going?" I ask. "We're going home. That's only what's best for you." I nod into her neck.

"Headmistress?"
"Call me mother, dear."
"Are we ever going back?" I ask. "Only to learn. I will punish you if you do something naughty, myself."

"Ariana! Where are you going?!" Courtney called out. "I'm going to my mother's house! The lady who helped me when I needed help the most!" I yell and continue running. 

I knock on the large house that looked like an old rundown church. Mother always liked worn out things. She liked cleaning them which is why this house is perfect for her.

The door opened and out came Mother, the woman that brought me pain with ease.

Her eyebrows arched in confusion when she saw me. It was silent for a few seconds before I jump up and hug her. She lets out a jolly laugh and hugs me tightly. "What are you doing here, Ariana? Shouldn't you be at school?"

I shook my head; "no, mother...something is happening. Do you remember Y/n Pelletier?" Mother nodded her head and I continued; "I'm now her girlfriend and we're getting married for businesses purposes and I'm taking it seriously. But that's not the point; the point is...she has many secrets in her family. Her 'tante' is actually her mom and her 'mom' is actually her tante a-and her mom wants her to come back to France so she could marry Karla Camila and-"

"Ariana, calm down. We will find something to do. Why don't you go upstairs to your room and take a nap or something. I'll make some cookies." I nodded and run upstairs to my old room and call Iris. "Ariana! Long time no talk-"

"Iris? No time for catching up. Me and my other mother need help."
"With what?"
"It's Y/n-"
"what happened?! Is everything alright?!"
"We have to kill three people. Three very specific people; Céleste, Elodie, and Camila. And quick. They have a plan for the wedding and the wedding is almost here."
"I-I can't kill anyone!"
"Yes You fucking can, and yes you fucking will. You might want to get use to being my guard as well." She sighs,
"F-fine. Lemme go get my gun. Where do you want to meet?"
"You know exactly where I want to meet."