^Have a gif of Aaron in the bathroom trying to convince Aria to get out of there
**Not Edited (Please ignore the grammar and spelling mistakes. ;A;)**
"Crying is always an option."
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♀ Aria POV ♀
"Aria you need to get out of the bathroom," Aaron hissed, the sound of loud crowds being heard through the phone.
"You can't force me to do anything!" I hissed back, crouched on top of the toilet lid in the bathroom as Aaron continued trying to get me out of the bathroom via phone and slurs of texts containing bad words.
A lot of bad words.
Some I didn't even know existed.
"Aria I swear if you don't get out of the bathroom I will send any of these girls in to get you."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Oh yes I would."
Yeah, knowing Aaron (for the twenty hours I've known him) would totally send someone to get drag me out.
Frickity frick frick. What should I do?
I can:
A. Run away
B. Surrender
C. Become a priest.
D. Cry.
"Why do all your plans include crying?" Aaron's voice asked, startling me out of my thoughts and causing me to yelp and fall off the toilet lid and slam my head against the side of the bathroom stall.
"THAT HURT! STOP LISTENING TO ME YOU PERVERT!" I screamed, rubbing the side of my head. "And why don't your plans include crying?! Crying is great! I'm tearing up right now because I think I've lost more brain cells than I'm allowed to spare. You know if I become more stupid, I'm blaming you. I mean I'm barely average but now I'm going to be below average. I'm Asian! I'm going to be the stupidest Asian because of you! You and your stupid-"
"That's it, before you decapitate yourself in the bathroom with your clumsiness, I'm sending someone to get you out."
"DON'T SEND-"
"Hey, you're Lindsey right? Can you go in and get my… cousin… out of the bathroom?"
"AARON YOU TRAITOR NOOOOOOOO," I yelled as Lindsey kicked open the bathroom stall. "Aaron you dingbat you're going to a special place in hell reserved for people who won't let others cower in the bathroom in peace."
"Get out Aria," Aaron sighed. "That Lindsey girl has instructions to drag you out if she has to."
"Fine," I muttered as Lindsey smiled evilly (she looked like a shark when it smiles. All teeth and you fear for your life).
"Finally," Aaron muttered, grabbing my wrist and dragging me away. "Now we can go home and you can go cower in the bathroom at home."
"I no likey you," I muttered as Aaron pushed me into the backseat of the car.
"Enlightening," He replied, getting in and slamming the door as Lindsey started running towards the car. "Shit. DRIVE DRIVER, DRIVE."
"Why? Don't you want Lindsey?" I asked as I stared out the back window where Lindsey was running.
Damn, that girl could run.
"Not my type," Aaron shrugged, checking his phone as it beeped.
"What do you mean 'not your type'?! Lindsey is everybody's type. I would know. I've seen her when we go outside on field trips. All the guys just look at her like she's Jesus reincarnated into a girl. Unless- ohmygosh Aaron are you gay?!"
"Yeah whatever," He replied distractedly, looking on his phone. "Your grandparents want you home in five minutes."
"FIVE MINUTES?!" I asked incredulously. "DRIVE DRIVER. DRIVE! DRIVE LIKE MY GRANDMA AND GRANDPA DOES."
Outsider POV
Cell Call 369: Inmate 136
"There's someone who's going to testify against you and the other four."
"What do you mean? Everyone was dead before we shot ourselves," The guy from the other side of the Plexiglas muttered through the holding cell phone.
"Me and the others went through the files. I'm not shitting you, there's someone you guys didn't kill."
"Find out who didn't die, Jack," The man growled.
"Then what?" Jack asked, grip tight on the phone. "Erik, then what?"
"Then what?" Erik laughed coldly, eyes boring into the other man's eyes.
"Then you kill her."
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ARIA NOOOOOO >.< Okay, I definitely need to stop talking to my characters. XD Comment? Vote? Thank you so much for reading!
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