Aria sat shivering in the local café, the Brew as it was commonly known. It was winter and even though the heater was on it was still freezing. She had been there almost all afternoon and there were only about five people in there.

Aria stared enviously at the couple sitting two tables down from her, they were happily curled up on the sofa nestled in each other's warmth. The guy had his arms wrapped around the girl protectively and they were looking at something on the girls phone.

Aria wished she had a relationship like that, she used to but it was complicated. He wasn't really her age. With Ezra Aria could be who she wanted to be. But with her new boyfriend it wasn't that simple. She had to be who HE wanted her to be.

Aria sipped her coffee relaxed as the warm liquid seeped into her. She curled up tighter when the door opened and continued to read. She didn't notice the presence behind her.

"Aria?" Aria jumped as the voice disturbed her making her coffee erupt from the lid and splatter over her cold body. Aria winced as the liquid burnt her soft skin.

"Jesus I'm sorry" Aria looked up, Ezra. He looked sorry, his forehead crinkled in concern.

"No. No it's fine" Aria laughed though Ezra could see her wincing.

"May I sit?" he asked, Aria hesitated of course she wanted him to sit, she wanted to hug him and kiss him but she couldn't. Ezra saw her hesitate. But smiled when she nodded.

Aria bookmarked her page and put down her book. She looked up into Ezra's warm adoring eyes and her heart melted.

Aria lifted her right hand to move a wisp of hair from her eyes. She forgot about the bandage she forgot about the previous night.

"Aria! What happened to your hand?" Ezra asked worriedly as he eyed the bandage wrapped around her tiny wrist.

"Aria! Where are you?" Jake slurred crashing around the house. Aria was cowering in the corner when he found her.

"WHY WERE YOU HIDING?!" He yelled roughly grabbing her. Aria shook her head and cried.

"ANSWER ME!" He screamed. When he received no response he pushed her into the wall, Aria's hand was flung into a mirror, it splinted tearing Aria's hand up.

"Aria?" Ezra asked snapping her from her trance.

"Mhm!?" Aria replied.

"What happened to your hand?" He asked.

"I uh, tripped" Aria lied. Ezra didn't look convinced but could tell she didn't want to talk about it.

Aria looked down to her phone; it read 7:37. SHIT Aria mentally kicked herself.

"Uh Ezra, I um. Have to ah. Go" she mumbled as she stood up.

Ezra looked like a wet puppy. "I uh. Okay do you want me to drive you?" he asked.

Aria shook her head "No. Sorry, But thanks" Aria smiled and nodded as she walked out the door into the crisp cold air of the night.

Ezra shook his head sadly, but smiled as he saw Aria's copy of 'To kill a mockingbird' on the table. He could give it to Aria at school, then they could talk, he needed to talk to her, he knew something was wrong.

A/N: I know it is short, but it is just a little taster to see if it sparks any interest. It will be a story mainly focusing on the relationship between Ezria. Though the abuse will be a main factor too. Please review and tell me if you like. I also except ideas and suggestions about how to make it better. Please stick with this story, it will get better and have posts more Ezria fluff and love.

Thank you for reading