Ariana Berlin Accident Novels & Stories

Ariana's POV I lay in bed curled up like a shrimp. I had just found out, my baby was not lost during the accident, which was caused by Jeremy and Melody working with Demitri, but Jeremy and Melody had my baby aborted. I could still hear Jeremy's voice in my head when I was at the hospital. "Ariana, the baby is gone," Jeremy said. "Ariana, what matters is that you are alive," Jeremy said After recalling that, my mind went to the courtroom.

Bracing myself for whatever was in there, I opened the top folder. ‘Accident report. October 12, 2019. ‘Operator: Kael Karl Palmer, 20, sustained concussion. Unconscious for a week. Other vehicle: driver Ariana M. Smith, 34, transported to Orleans General hospital. Sustained injuries and six days later…” My pulse roared in my ears as I glanced back at the name. “Ariana… Smith,” I whispered, tasting the syllables. The name Ariana Smith slammed into me like a freight train, my heart skipping a beat as recognition dawned. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my mind racing back to the context where I'd seen those words before.

I whispered and got out of bed. "You killed him you fucking whore! You killed him!" she cried again before Micola came in to take her away. Serena came in after. "Sorry about that Ariana, are you okay?" she asked before smiling at me. I did not know if I should trust her. "She's still very confused, can't blame her, I mean they were about to get married, and you know shit happened," Serena said. I was quiet, I watched them escort her out of my room before closing the door.

While I was running a bath for her, I tuned into the seven-a-m Morning News. “Hamilton real estate company is on fire," was announced as breaking news, revealing that a Range Rover belonging to none other than Lenny Hamilton had been involved in a terrible accident while trying to evade the police. "Both Lenny and the lady in the car with him sustained several injuries and are currently receiving treatment at the hospital," the anchor announced. "Ohh no, no, no," Miracle cried out, her body fully going into tremors. She squeezed her eyes shut and crumpled to the ground. "It's Ariel! They had an accident, and she's pregnant. Oh my God."

If the whiskey had survived me dropping it, that was. “You bet your ass we do,” Rocky agreed, winking over at me. “I’ll get the ice,” Montero stated, entering the cabin first. “What are they saying online about Bernardino?” Rocky asked, Aryana passing him by. “I must have read the same article twenty times tonight,” she claimed, turning to him. “Tragedy at the Solaire Resort & Casino. Nick Bernardino victim of a tragic accident.”

“I have somewhere to be today. I’ll probably be back late today. Take care ok?” I nodded. “I’ll be fine.” She smiled. A few minutes later she left again. The house became quiet once more. I unboxed the phone. It took a while to transfer my account from the cloud and set everything up. When it finally finished I made myself breakfast. After eating I took the medication. The throbbing in my cheek slowly eased. Then I opened the news. Immediately the headlines filled the screen. AURORA EVENT AGENCY SHUT DOWN. WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE SENATOR’S DAUGHTER’S ACCIDENT? EVENT DISASTER SHOCKS THE NATION. I opened social media. The comments hurt even more.

It was what Ryder had said. “So there’s no news about their engagement?” She thought aloud. She decided to do a search on Serena back to sixteen years, to when they’d been engaged. The first result, made her freeze. BREAKING NEWS : Daughter of Billionaire Bannerman Gets Into Car Accident. When she clicked on the post, the first picture under was similar to the one the unknown number had sent to her. Though from afar, it was clearly a video of Serena being carried in a stretcher, into an ambulance. Gone was the elegant woman decked in designer from head to toe, and the natural air of a superstar. She looked weak and fragile as expected from someone who’d been in an accident.

Before the call could even go through, a news broadcast appeared on the television. "Last night, a serious traffic accident occurred on Clarmonte Road. A black Mercedes collided with a large cargo truck. A man and a woman in the vehicle were rendered unconscious and rushed to the hospital. The woman remains in critical condition and is currently in a coma, while the man sustained no major injuries. Sources have identified the man as Calvin Bennett, an illegitimate son of the Bennett family. The woman is confirmed to be his wife, Iris Aniston…" Jordan let out a soft laugh.

Anaya said with a smile. Maria smiled, turned to Derren, and grabbed his left hand. “Hey, stop crying. We should celebrate now that you guys have finally found each other,” she said, trying to comfort him. “No, now is not the time to celebrate. We still have to figure out who caused the accident that separated us, because I’m 100 percent sure that the former black burn pack was destroyed by the same person. And if this person ever finds out that we are still alive, they might come back for us,” Anaya said.

Said the man. Laurence's face paled at the news of the accident. He felt like he would faint any time. He just prayed that his family was alright, that nothing serious had happened to them. "How serious are they?" He asked in a panic. "Arianna Lennard had held her child to her chest and taken the brunt of the fall when a speeding car hit her indirectly. She was lucky that she wasn't directly hit, else it would have been a fatal one. Lauren was unharmed but Arianna has a number of fractures. She's being operated upon," informed the man. He took down the address of the hospital and bank details and disconnected the call.