Hi, first PLL story, Hope it isn't too weird, I haven't seen anyone do something like it yet. All reviews and PM's are welcome. Criticize, favorite, follow. More reviews=more updates. Don't know how long it's gonna be! Chapters may be short! Enjoy! BY THE WAY: A does NOT exist! Ali is dead!
Aria POV
It all hurt, it hurt so badly, my sides, my ribs, my stomach, legs, arms, my face. I kept asking myself when it would stop, when he would love me again. I knew I didn't deserve this, but I was scared to run, scared to face him. Every time I said no, it came harder, worse than ever. The bruises got darker, the cuts longer and deeper, the ache got worse, and there was only so much I could take before I broke. I was broken from my thoughts by Hanna.
"Aria? Aria? ARIA!" She screamed. "WHAT?!" I shot back at her. "where did you go? Dreamland?" I rolled my eyes at her and pulled out my phone. Lunch was taking too long, we still had fifteen minutes. "No one eats this slow, why does lunch last so long?" I asked to no one in particular, annoyed. "It's either lunch or classes," she paused, her eyebrows raising, "I vote lunch." The time passed slowly, we talked about random things, well, they talked, I sat, thinking. We talked relationships, media gossip, school gossip, when they asked me about Fitz, I froze, I played it off that it was fine, we hung out, watched movies, read, talked, they took the bait and left it alone.
~~~~~~~AT SPENCER'S HOUSE, ARIA ISN'T THERE~~~~~~~~
Main POV
They were scattered throughout Spencer's room, on a laptop, in a book, over a magazine.
"Have you guys noticed Aria?" Emily asked, hesitant.
"Thank god I'm not the only one who noticed!" Hanna replied.
"She has been weird for a while," Spencer stopped, thought, and continued, "now that I think about it, she's been out of it for a few months, don't you guys think?"
The girls chewed on it for a few minutes, coming to the same conclusion.
"What do you think it is?" Emily quizzed.
"I think it started when her parents divorced, and then her dad started seeing the tramp he cheated on her mom with, and I think it's just been hard. She always just wants everything to turn out for the good, and it didn't." Hanna answered.
They thought about it for a while. Dropped the subject, and talked about normal things, high school girl things, and teenage things. Little did they know, they could be far from the truth, but that's where it all started.