I decide to watch American horror story in the "living room" until everyone came back from their interview. I click on murder house because why not? My phone started to ring out of nowhere, my mother. Shit.
"hey mom.."
"Ariel. How is everything going?"
"It's going great mom, he seems really sweet."
"That's good I suppose.. we need to meet up soon to discuss the wedding."
"We aren't really close at the moment..."
"Well I guess we're going to have to travel now aren't we?"
"Mooooom, can't this just wait?"
"Wha- OF COURSE IT CAN'T WAIT! WE'RE ALREADY BEHIND ARIEL!"
I flinch and drop the phone. Fuck. My breathing quickened and soon I was having a panic attack.
"Ariel? Ari?"
I grab my phone quickly. "I'm sorry mom I've got to go." I manage to get out while watching Remington look at me worriedly. I hang up and sob while trying to take control of my breathing.
Remington runs towards me and starts trying to help me by engulfing me in a hug and rubbing my back 'sssh'ing me like a baby. I start to just cry softly. "I'm s- such a sensitive p- pussy." I start to cry harder. "No you aren't sweetheart, wait happened?"
"Mo- mom. She started stressing me out because we're be- behind on the w- wedding and t- then she started screaming." I say and hug him tighter, needing the comfort. " it's alright honey, don't worry about it. Here, let's go try to go to bed."
"I've been a-asleep all day." I say confused. "I know, but stress and anxiety takes a lot of energy out of you." "O-okay. Where's emerson?" He went for a personal interview about his philosophy. He'll be back in about.. five minutes now. Here's some water hon." He says and gives me another hug. I thank him and lay down in emerson's bunk
"Ariel? Are you alright love?" I hear his comforting voice say. "Yeah. Can we cuddle though?" I sniffle. "Of course love" he says sweetly. I feel him climb in and wrap his arms around me. I turn around and lay my head on his chest. "I haven't had a panic attack since I was a freshman. I didn't think they would come back." He strokes my hair. "I'll help you sweetheart. If you feel you're going to have a panic attack, let me know and I'll help, I promise." He told me and kissed my forehead. "You know, I've never had a love like yours." He laughs a little bit. "Get used to it darling." I giggle and go up and peck his lips. "I'm glad to have you em." I see his smile grow. "I'm glad to have you, love"
I feel like someone finds this cringy.. but yeah ariel has severe anxiety like me.... also, please don't correct me on the anxiety thing, I was basing the panic attack after my last one.
I don't know a lot of wholesome nicknames for ariel because a lot of them are sexual and for later on
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Love like war.-Emerson Barrett-
Fanfictionthis is probably gonna suck.. I've been sEaRcHiNg for an Emerson barrett arranged marriage fanfic... if you don't like it, leave. It won't hurt my feelings. I curse a lot. Her name is pronounced (ah-ree-el)