Ezra's in Prison…

Summary: Ezra is in prison for being with Aria – he takes a lot of thinking and writes her a letter…will it be good or not?

ONE-SHOT

Ezra hadn't felt so worthless in his entire life, Hardy was right he did end up with an orange jumpsuit and a loss to teaching. This killed him, and he couldn't work out how Aria – whom he loves – could have this much of a hold over him and how her parents couldn't let them explain before he was carted off by police – embarrassingly at Hollis.

He could never teach again, and that stung. He lost his dream, his passion, all he is – all for Aria. What would she sacrifice to being with him? She hardly visits him. When she does she just reaffirms her love for him and doesn't stay that long. Is and was it worth it? Has she found someone else? He wanted to know what he should do and all the signs were telling something he didn't want to hear.

Ezra requested a pen and paper, so he could write her a letter.

Dear Aria,

I've been sitting here in prison, thinking about the choices I've made in my life and all the sacrifices I've made. Never did I think I would end up in a prison cell with nothing left for me. I don't really know if we're together anymore, you don't visit. When you do it's short and simple, and not so sweet. You've always been the one that I've wanted, no doubt.

But thinking about how much I've lost, I don't know what's left for me once I am out of prison. I have no idea what sort of job I'd get with "Statutory Sexual Abuse of a Minor" on my record. It's my fault I lost my job, my dream, I know. All I feel now is a sense of worthlessness and I wish to see you every visiting day and when you don't come, all I think is that we're over? Are we?

Maybe being in prison is too much for you? Are you blaming yourself? Is it too hard for you to see me here? It is my fault I'm here, Aria. I know you have this real trouble out there and I want to be there to help you…and I know that I can't behind bars and that's killing me. All this is kill me.

Right now, all I feel is hatred towards your parents – they didn't give me a chance to explain before they locked me up and potentially lost the key. I would have no idea if I could ever face them again – if we are…

It's hurting me to think that you've cried a lot and I would not be there to wipe away your tears. Maybe you have found someone else.

I love you Aria, never forget that. I may not be able to teach, but I'll find something. There has to be something.

Love, Ezra

Ezra placed her address on the piece of envelope and got the guards to send it to her.

(ATTN: I decided to have Aria respond).

Aria received the letter, Byron had a feeling it was from Ezra. Maybe he was doing the decent thing. Aria raced up into her room and pulled out her pad that Ezra liked and wrote back.

Dear Ezra,

I feel guilty, all the time all I want to do is see you hold you and hug you, but at prison they don't let me cause of what you are there for and it KILLS me. I love you, there's no one else. I'm WITH you. I'll help you find a job; I'll make sure they hire you. Your record shouldn't hinder you if you're around "Adults" stupid shit…

"If we could have this life for one more day,

If we could only turn back time,

You know I'd be your life,

Your voice,

Your reason to be my love,

My heart is breathing for this,

Moment in time,

I'll find the words to say,

Before you leave me today"

I love you Ezra and I'm sorry this has happened. Do you know how difficult it is living here with them? Sometimes I hear them talking about it like they're King and Queen, well Mom's a bit shaken about it – like she's regretting it. I know she's seen me cry myself to sleep. Dad has yet too. Maybe one he does he could try and get you out – with the record sanitised and clean.

"Circles, we're going in circles,

Dizzies all it makes us,

We know where it takes us,

We've been before.

Closer,

Maybe looking closer,

There's more to discover,

Find out what went wrong,

Without blaming each other"

I find writing song lyrics in between writing to you would sooth us. And no there is no one else, never has never would be. I just find it hard coming there, with all the little looks of some people. I know I shouldn't care, but in a prison I do. Each time I come, all I want to do is scream and shout and cry about how you shouldn't be there. It's all I do here. Hanna seems to be the only one willing to help me through this. It's been 8 months, you've got 16 more months stuck in there and I'm meant to accept it? I can't. I hate my parents for it, and Mike seems to be the only one who could see and still can see my love towards.

"You know I've always got your back,

So let me be the one you run too,

Just call my name,

I'll be coming through,

Coming through,

One the other side of the world,

I'll be there in two,

There in two"

Dad likes to make fun of the situation and I can't help but cry each dinner I have with them sometimes. Last night we had Chinese, Apricot Chicken – Our favourite. I cried, and they didn't realize why until I told them. Dad just rolled his eyes and said get over it. Mom actually comforted me.

"Can't ever get it right,

No matter how hard I try,

And I've tried,

Well I put up good fight,

But your words cut like knives,

And I'm tired."

I feel like I'm hopeless. I need you in my life. Remember that, Ezra, stay strong.

Love, Aria

She sent the letter back.

Ezra read the letter and suddenly cried…