A/n: This idea just freaking popped into my head and I just can't let it go. I wrote this twice because it was deleted. Fuck. Just review please. Even a simple 'hello' will do :p Enjoy! This is on no one's POV by the way. Ily.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ariana. I wish I did so I can hug her anytime I want.

A girl from Boca looked at her phone's clock and checked the time.

6:49 PM

She sighed and put her phone down.

6:50 PM

"You're strong, Ari. You're strong." She said to herself.

6:51 PM

"I can't do this." She said with sadness in her eyes.

6:52 PM

She sighed and tighten her grip on the knife.

6:53 PM

Her eyes started to water.

6:54 PM

She closed her eyes and a tear fell down her cheeks.

6:55 PM

She decided to sing her song, Honeymoon Avenue, to calm herself down.

"I feel like my h-heart is stuck in bumper to b-bumper, t-traffic.." She sang and cried again.

6:56 PM

She stood up and started to pace back and forth. She felt dizzy so she started to sit back down on the chair.

6:57 PM

She decided to sing another song, Human by Christina Perrie.

"I'm o-only human..I-I bleed when I fall d-down..I'm only hum-human.." She tried again but failed as she let out a another tear.

6:58 PM

She put the knife down and she sobbed.

6:59 PM

"I have to do this..I have to." She said.

7:00 PM

She held her knife again and started chopping..

7:01 PM

"Honey, are you finished chopping the onions yet?" Her mother, Joan Grande, appeared at the entrance of the kitchen.

A/n: So...I'm so corny. I don't even know why I posted this. And yeah, I'm an Arianator.