My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Austin described the scenario in graphic detail, and the anxiety in his tone was vivid.

I held the phone to my ear as I stood on the balcony, irritated at what I was hearing. I mocked emotionlessly, "If he doesn't value himself, let him drink till he's dead!"

"Arianna..."

"Arianna, are you a woman or not?" The phone had been taken away from Austin and Hendrix was now speaking to me in a strong, nasally voice. It sounded like he was piss drunk.

"You don't know whether I'm a woman or not? Hendrix, you're drinking and babbling about your emotions in the middle of the night - do you think you're three years old?" I said, unaware that the phone was on speaker mode.

Austin exploded and called out Hendrix's name, dragging it out. It was obvious that he was teasing him.

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I was really not in the mood to continue talking about these useless things with him. I added,

"Hendrix, if there's no reason to, don't call me. I'm hanging up!"

that, I ended the call without

turned my

I had nightmares throughout. I finally managed

my voice was a little hoarse and tired, she

me the address. I'll go over in

sat by the bed for quite a

and suggested, "How about this - I'll pick you up in a moment? You can continue to sleep

was just about to refuse, she continued, "Remember to open the door for me later. I've got to go.

she ended

and besides Hendrix's calls from

hadn't fallen back asleep. I only had an unbearable headache and I even had to take some

eyes were exceptionally somber. She asked, "Why don't you take a rain

Aaron arranged a dressing session for me, and I've already missed our appointment a few times. Once the situation

She exclaimed inexplicably, "I'm just afraid... that this

that, she looked at me and said,

buzz in my head, and I felt