Ariana's p.o.v
I looked at my phone for the fourth time unhappily, why the hell wasn't anyone from the mansion calling me, Shadrach was always acting like my mother but he couldn't even care much as to call me, Triza too, she loved me but she couldn't even text me, was she still upset or did Brandon break all the phones in the house out of anger?
No that was so stupid and impossible, I felt so sad and a little lonely, yesterday I couldn't sleep much, all that rang in my head were Peter's words and Brandon's sad face.
A warm hand on mine snapped me out of my thoughts, Peter held my hand in one of his hand while he drove to the clinic.
"You are awfully quiet, are you okay?" He asked softly.
"Yes, I am." I answered then slowly tried to pull my hand away, he held it tightly then chuckled
