I had finally finished college and got my degree in journalism. And now I had to head back to Rosewood. I couldn't call it home anymore. Not after everything that happened with A. I still have nightmares sometimes. And I can't stand the dark. It makes me feel claustrophobic and reminds me of when I was stuck in that box with Garrett's dead body. Everyone else had started moving on with their lives. Hanna was engaged for God's sake, but me? I was stuck in the same place, never moving forward. I didn't want to go back to Rosewood. I couldn't stand the thought of it. So I decided that I'd have to find somewhere else. Far from all of this. I'd buy a new house or even an apartment to start a new life away from all the memories. Unfortunately that didn't mean I could escape Rosewood just yet. Mom and Dad had already made me promise to come stay with them for a few days at least after finishing college. So that's where I was heading now. As the cab drove to the house I looked through the window seeing where it all started. The DiLaurentis House. Alison was one of our best friends. Yet she kept secrets from us. Secrets that got us into situations like you wouldn't believe. None of us made it out without scars. Not even her. She was the one who should've been affected the most but all of us had to face different things. I couldn't believe she was still tied to this city but she said it was for Charlotte. Apparently she was getting better every day, but then again she fooled us all time and time again. Who's to say she can't again. I was wary of trusting people because of her. I can only imagine how the others would feel if she were to get out. I didn't realise that we were finally here until the cab driver opened up the trunk to get my luggage out. I opened the door carefully and got out looking up at my house. I don't know if I was ready for this, but I promised and I had to at least try. I turned to the driver to pay him; grabbed my stuff and began to walk to the front door. I hesitantly raised my hand and knocked on the wooden door waiting nervously for the door to open.

I looked around as I waited and smiled slightly as I remembered all the good memories I had with my parents. Before I could think too much about it all, the door swung open and I was immediately wrapped into a warm hug. I tensed slightly before relaxing into my mom's embrace breathing in her scent.

"Honey, how are you? It's been far too long! Come on let's get you inside." She spoke quickly with love in her voice. I'd missed her.

"Byron, she's here!" Mom yelled. Her and dad were finally back together and fixing their relationship after all these years.

"Aria, honey you're back!" Dad stated, rushing to my side to hug me.

"Yep. I missed you guys." I said softly wrapping my arms around him.

"So how was college?" Mom asked gently pushing me to sit on the couch.

"It was great! I made some friends, went to some parties and got my degree!" I answered smiling proudly.

"That's great Aria! You can finally become a journalist now! I'm sure there's plenty of room for you to get a job here at our local news-" I cut my mom off noticing where she was going with this.

"Mom. I'm not getting a job in Rosewood." I said tersely shifting to face my parents slightly.

"Oh, well if you want to travel a bit further from home then I guess that's fine too. I just thought it'd be a bit easier." she said casually. I shifted my look fromher to dad. She thought I was staying here?

"Mom. I'm not staying in Rosewood." I said bluntly.

"Wh-What do you mean?" She said laughing with confusion. The famous Montgomery tell for worry, upset and clear confusion. Whenever something we didn't understand was happening, we'd always do this little laugh.

"Exactly that. I can't stay in Rosewood."

"Of course you can. You've got your room upstairs and, and..." She trailed off shaking her head.

"You don't get it mom. The memories, everything that we had to deal with. It's just too much."

"But, Aria you promised." She said tears in her eyes.

"I promised I would stay for a few days. As soon as I find a place away from here, I'm moving. I know everyone else is getting over all the bad stuff, but that doesn't mean I am ready for it." I revealed casting my eyes downwards with guilt.

"How far?" She said trying to come to terms with what was happening.

"I've looked at a few places, but there's this place called Central City that looks quite nice. My friend offered me to stay over at hers while I look around." I whispered.

"Central City? That's nowhere near Rosewood." Dad stated, talking for the first time after everything started to head downhill.

"Exactly."

"Well, if that's what you want." Mom said teary-eyed.

"It is. And besides, it might be far but that doesn't mean you guys can't come visit and I know that I'll definitely be visiting every now and then." I said trying to show that this wasn't the worst thing that could happen.

"I guess you're right." She answered with a smile. And with that we settled down and started talking about everything else while getting ready for dinner. As time passed I decided to head up to my bedroom to put my stuff away and look more into Central City. I remember my first room mate, Iris, talking about how she's lived there her whole life and only came to college to get her degree. She was 22 years old when I met her and her dad was a detective who didn't want her to join the police force. She also had a foster brother called Barry who she absolutely adored. You could tell by the pictures she had up. The way she talked about the city made me want to visit but I never got around to it. She was 26 now and I hadn't seen her since she got her degree a year after I met her but we kept in touch. She was also the one that offered to let me stay at hers while I looked for a place to stay. Apparently there was an explosion about 8 or 9 months ago in the city caused by a scientist that put her brother into a coma and she needed someone other than her dad to talk to about it. I remember how she called me up in tears thinking he was dead. Everyday after that, she would call me and beg me to come stay once I finished college. At first I would always say no, but it wasn't until recently that I agreed to it.

I would be staying in Rosewood for a week and then I'd be moving in with Iris for a while. I opened up my laptop to look at some houses in Central City before receiving a message from Iris asking if I was in Rosewood yet.

Me: Yep, I got here a few hours ago.

Iris: That's great! So did you tell your parents?

Me: Yeah. Mom got a bit teary about it but it's all good now.

Iris: That's good, I can't wait until you move in. It's been so lonely without Barry but once you move in hopefully it'll be easier.

Me: I know, but Iris, I can't stay forever.

Iris: I know you can't but as long as you're in Central City I'll be fine.

Me:It's nice to know that! Anyway, I'm feeling really tired so I'll talk to you later.

Iris: Alright, night Aria.

Me: Night Iris x

I put my phone down and got under the covers feeling exhausted from the events of the day.

'I can't wait to move to Central City...' I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

This is my second story that I felt a bit inspired to write. I have no idea if it's any good so sorry if it isn't. This is a crossover of sorts between Pretty Little Liars and The Flash but it'll mainly be focused on The Flash series. I'm really sorry if I get any information on the shows wrong, if I do, please let me know and I'll try to fix it. Let me know what you think of this so far, I'll try to make it a bit more interesting as the story goes on and if you want, check out my other story 'Simply Different' in the Twilight Fanfic section. Thanks for reading!