So, I don't really know why I am writing this story… I just kind of wanted to see how it would turn out, so I hope you enjoy.

Aria's POV


I didn't see how it was possible.

I didn't know how this happened.

I want to know why.

Why Ezra – my Ezra would do this.


Just last night I went over to Ezra's apartment to talk about our kiss we shared at The Brew. I wanted to mend things, I wanted Ezra back. Jake was just a rebound that I really didn't care for. I knew that the time we shared at The Brew meant something. I never stopped loving Ezra.

I needed to talk to him. I drove to his apartment building and I stopped in front of his door.

3B

I looked at the number for a while. I hadn't been here since Ezra told me about Malcolm which actually wasn't that long ago. It just seemed like I hadn't been here in forever. I reached for the key that was under the doormat knowing once I was inside I would see the desk of cluttered papers, the old typewriter in the corner, his most likely unmade bed, and the refrigerator that probably did not have food in it.

I got so lost in thought that I didn't even pay attention to the voices coming from the other side of the door. I heard a woman's voice first, then Ezra's. The two voices went back and forth at each other, each getting louder every time they spoke. It was definitely an argument.

At first, I couldn't recognize the woman's voice, but as it kept rising it became very distinctive.

Cece Drake.

"They know! They know about Alison, Ezra!"

"I thought having two Redcoats would work! Do you think I planned having Alison lead them to the lair? Do you think I wanted her to reveal herself to the girls? I didn't plan those things Cece!"

"If you were smarter, you would have gotten her when she showed herself to the girls! She wouldn't have run away! She knows you're after her Ezra."

I didn't comprehend anything that was going on. I didn't want to believe what they were talking about.

"Oh, and nice job by the way. Getting your hand cut like that."

"I covered it up. The girls won't be able to tell what happened unless Spencer sees my hand. I'm guessing after knocking her out, she might have a fuzzy memory anyway. Oh and you could have been hurt a lot worse when Aria dropped you, so I don't think you can talk to me about something like this."

"I'm leaving." Cece snapped.

I didn't know what to do then. Before I could figure out what to do, Cece opened the door.

"Aria?" She gasped.

When she said my name, Ezra came rushing to the door frame.

"Aria, I –"

I ran before he got the chance to finish. He yelled my name, but I didn't listen. I ran down his hall while he chased after me. Once I got outside though, he gave up. I jumped in my car and tried to start my car as fast as I could. I turned the key four times and yet the engine didn't make a sound.

"Of course! Of course this is happening right now!" I screamed to myself. The engine finally started after two more turns of my key. I drove as fast as I could back home. My vision was so blurred from my tears that I almost drove off the road.

I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. It didn't believe it was real. I knew that I was going to wake up any minute. I would be with Ezra and he would reassure me that I was just having a nightmare. I would be safe in his arms, but I never woke up. It wasn't just some nightmare that would eventually go away. It was real.

This man, the love of my life, was the same person who had tortured me my friends for years. He hired other people to torture us. Spencer was even working for him! Of course, she didn't know who she was working for, but the idea of my boyfriend hiring my best friend to torture us was insane.

When I got home, I went straight to my room and slammed the door. I cried into my pillow until it was soaking wet. Minutes later, my dad walked into the room.

"Aria? What happened? Are you okay?" I looked into my dad's eyes and I knew I had to think of something quick.

"I know that you don't want me to see him, but I was with Ezra and he – he broke up with me. You're probably happy right? I know you hated him since we told you we were dating."

"Aria, I know that you know I didn't like the idea of you two dating, but I am in no way happy that he broke up with you. I would be angry with anyone that breaks your heart no matter who it is."

It looked like he meant it. And I wasn't necessarily lying either. There was no way that I was going back to Ezra considering what had happened. I felt a lot better talking with my dad, but my tears weren't done with me.

My dad let me by myself in my room for a while, and he brought dinner up to me in my room. I grabbed my phone from my purse and saw that I had missed four calls. One was from Hanna, and three from Ezra.

I listened to most of the messages. Hanna was just asking for the English homework. English. Of course she needed the English homework.

I didn't even really listen to Ezra's.

Aria, I need to talk to – Delete.

Don't know if you got my message, I – Delete.

Just… just let me ex – Delete.

I didn't want to hear what he had to say. It wasn't worth my time. To think that all these years, it was him. It didn't seem right. I still had the tiniest shred of hope that this was all just a horrible dream.

But unfortunately, I was definitely awake and this was absolutely real.


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