Ariana pov
I wake up just to notice Dalton's not by my side and I sigh. The girls go back to school tomorrow, we need to fix things today. I do my morning routine and then I go check the girls, Alison is already up getting ready, then I go to Y/n's room and I chuckle seeing she's dead asleep.
- Morning babygirl. - I whisper stroking her hair. She groans and opens her eyes staring at me.
- Mommyyy. - She whines making me giggle.
- Uh uh, get up and get ready it's 10am already.
- And I'm still sleeping. - She says with a groggy voice.
- You look like you didn't sleep more than three hours. - I chuckle and smile, who quickly faded and I see her widening her eyes. - What time did you go to sleep Y/n?
- Uhm, I think I fell asleep around, 1am. - She says hesitating.
- Liar. - Alison shows up at the door. - You got out of your room and went to dance at 1am.
- Y/n? - I look at her with a stern look but she completely ignores me.
- Oh, and how do you know that Alison? - Y/n quickly sits on her bed and now is fully awaken. I guess I'm slow right now cause I don't know where she's going with this. - So you were awake too huh?
- You woke me up when you left your room and then I wanted to see what you were going to do. - Alison answers and I frown.
- So you were awake during the night too? - I ask raising an eyebrow staring at Alison and then I stare at Y/n. - You girls are in trouble.
- But Y/n woke me up mom!
- I don't care Alison! Someone wakes you up you come to me! Both of you know that. You can't sleep? Come to me! So you don't look like crap the next day and can interact like normal human beings. Y/n, get ready you have 15 minutes, Alison wait in the living room while I prepare breakfast. - I say walking out of Y/n's room with Alison following me.
- Where's dad? - Alison asks me. 'Hopefully in hell'. I think to myself.
- I don't know honey but he should be here in a while. I already left a message if he doesn't get here in 30 minutes, I'm gonna decide everything myself.
- Decide what? - Alison asks as we get in the living room.
- We'll be talking about that later. - I say and go to the kitchen. Now what can I make for a quick breakfast? Waffles with Nutella and/or cream cheese. Amazing.

Y/n's pov
I finish getting ready and go downstairs, seeing Alison on the couch. I sit next to her and sigh.
- Why can't we just act like we're sisters? - I ask her and she shrugs. - You don't even know why you do what you do, do you?
- I know why, that's because I don't like you. - Alison says and I chuckle.
- You don't like me since you were born, bet there was not a reason for you to not like me in the first place. - I say and she smacks her lips. Yeah girl...
- GIRLS, COME! - Mom yells and we both go to the kitchen. I quickly get a waffle with Nutella and stuff myself in it.
- Hello. - Dad says coming in.
- About time. - Mom says. Clearly there's tension between them.
- Well I wouldn't let you decide things Ariana. - Dad sighs and sits down.
- Okay so, girls, our family, if we still wanna be a family. - Mom says and stares at dad. - Which to be honest we never were, some things have to be fixed. Y/n, you have to dance less. - Mom says shocking me. She's the one who'd make me dance all day everyday. And I'm used to it I like it. I don't wanna give that up.
- Mom I like to dance.
- I know Y/n but when we're having family moments- She starts and I quickly cut her off.
- That I was never included for the past few years. - I make a point and she sighs.
- Well from now on you're gonna be included. - Dad says smiling and I just scrunch my face.
- Wait I don't wanna have a family moment with her! - Alison says and I chuckle.
- Too bad for you. You can just not be a part of it I certainly wouldn't miss you. - I say with a fake smile and she sticks out her tongue. - Imma grab that tongue girl.
- I don't care, it's never a family moment if you're with us because you're not family! - Alison yells and this time she got to me. Did she really hate me that much?
- I'm outta here. - I say trying to hold my tears and run to my dance studio. I hear mom and dad calling for me but idc.

Ariana's pov
- Alison why would you say that? - I ask beyond angry. I wanna go after Y/n but first I have to make the final decision, if Dalton tries to go against it, then I have to make another decision, a harder one.
- I said that because it's the truth.
- It's not tho Alison, and you know it's not. - Dalton says sighing.
- No I don't know it's not! I'm tired of her!
- STOP YELLING ALISON! - I scream at the top of my lungs making her flinch. Idc. She's lucky I didn't beat her ass already. - Alison, the decision we're trying to make is if you're gonna go to therapy beginning this week or not.
- Which she is not. - Dalton.
- Excuse me, I'm also her parent. - I say annoyed.
- But at the end of the day it's my decision and I'm not going. - Alison say with the biggest attitude.
- It's not your choice. You can't see how sick some things you do are. Dalton, you either agree, or you can leave the house. - I say and he looks shocked.
- What? - He asks, I know he's annoyed.
- This is my house, I own it, entirely. So I'm telling you, you either agree that Alison needs therapy, or I'm done with you Dalton. I'm not gonna hurt Y/n more just because you cannot accept that our kid needs help. - I say and there's silence for a minute.
- If I go Alison's coming with me. - Dalton says and I raise an eyebrow.
- Take her. Then you can see me in court. You're not fit to take care of her.
- Oh and you are?
- Now, I am. But we're clearly not on the same page. So, what's your decision? - I ask and notice Y/n's back here and looking at us. Alison is quiet, also just looking. I hug Y/n before asking Dalton one last time. - I'm not asking you again, what is your decision Dalton? Alison's going to therapy, or you're getting outta this house?

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