A/N: TRIGGERING! SELF HARM, AND BULIMIA IS INVOLVED IN THIS STORY!
K, now that I got that out of the way the story will be written in arias pov if its Ezra's it would be the whole chapter. Same with Arias. I'm sorry if some chapters are short but let's get this depressed party started!
"I can't believe I'm back to square one…" I groaned sadly to myself. I looked in the toilet and saw the vomit. The hate that filled me a few minutes ago turned to regret and shame now that I relapsed. If Ezra ever finds out I relapsed he'd kill me! I told Ezra about my past with Bulimia and Self Harm. He was in tears when I finished.
FLASHBACK!
"Ezra…" I said sheepishly. "I need to tell you something." I said tears forming in my eyes.
"Aria? What is it?" He asked scared.
"Promise you won't leave me?" I asked nervously.
"Aria nothing could ever make me leave you!" He said in shock.
"Well when I was 13 I-I…" I said stuttering.
"You what baby?" HE asked.
"I self-self harmed and I was bulimic…" I said ashamed.
"Aria." He said in a sadden voice. "Why?" He asked.
"Because I hated me. I hated every part of me. I believed I was unloved and stupid. I was called a whore because I was rapped. I constantly was changing me trying to make other people happy. But I never was. When I told my parents they broke out into tears. I told them who I wanted to kill myself cause I wasn't worth it. They sent me to Radley because they thought I was actually going to go through with my plans." I said emotionless. I felt like I was in one of those movies where the person just sat there no emotion on their face or in their voice. It sorta scared me.
"Aria." I looked over at Ezra and he had tears in his eyes. "I would never leave you." He said. With that I pulled up my sleeves where gashes and burns had once covered my arms. But now I'm left permanently with these scars. I looked away from my arms suddenly finding the floor more interesting. But then I felt a pair of lips kiss up each of my arms. I looked over to see Ezra kissing each one.
"Your still beautiful with these. Nothing can ever make you less beautiful. I don't ever want to lose my best friend, my love, my girlfriend, my soul mate." With that I kissed him passionately things quickly started getting heated. "Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied. HE picked me up and carried me off to the bed. He not only was he my first but he was also my first love.
I was pressed up against the cold bathtub tile crying. Why had I just done that. I'm an idiot. I'm stupid. I'm unlovable. Ezra doesn't actually love me. He only says he does. I walked over to my desk about to do the unthinkable. I take a pencil sharpener and take the blade out. I walk back into my bathroom and sit on the floor. I put my wrist on my leg. I take the small yet sharp object and press it hard against my scar less arm. All of my scars had faded since I started to use scar cream. But I slowly dragged the blade across my clean arm. I looked at it as the blood came oozing out. "Hello friend. Good to see you again." I said with an evil sinister smirk.
SHORT CHAPTER BUT WHATEVER SHOULD I CONTINUE?
