Wrong Number :: Jariana

thirty-two

Ariana

I walked into the house infuriated slamming the door.

"Ariana are you ok?" Daniel questioned.

"Get the hell out my house" I yelled placing my chanel bag on the counter.

"Excuse" He stated.

"Why are you still here?" I asked trying to calm myself down.

"Ariana I'm so confused so can you-

"My best friend of all people my best friend" I asked with tears in my eyes.

He stood there shocked probably wondering how I found out.

"Ariana I can explain" he pleaded.

"I don't care so get out"

"No" He said boldly.

"No,ok" I said walking upstairs.

I entered his closet and began ripping his clothes down. I grabbed them and there it over the balcony.

"Go to hell Daniel and you could have at least cheated on someone on my level"

"Ariana we can talk about this and stop being childish" I rolled my eyes.

"I really don't care, I want you out" I said throwing more of his belongings.

He grabbed my hands and stopped me.

"Let go" I yelled fighting him off.

"No just shut up and listen to me"

"Fine" And he let go but I walked away grabbing his suit case and threw it at him.

"I'm so glad I screwed Justin and it felt good" I smirked and he just deadly stared at me.

"You did what?" He asked

"Oh you heard me" He slapped me across my face.

I hit at him harshly.

"Get out"

He grabbed me by the neck and chocked me.

"Listen to me I'm leaving you until I'm ready and if you try to leave I will kill you" He whispered in my ear causing me to cry.

"Ok" I agreed and he let me go.

"Now go clean all this up" But I ignored him and fold my arms.

"Now" He yelled and stomped on my way