So now that I have finished "Maybe Someday" I wanted to do a multi-chapter. I have big plans for this story. Enjoy:)

"Ouch that hurt!" yelled Ezra playfully as he and I worked in the fields. We were both joking around as usual and I decided to throw a karat at my best friend's back gently. "You haven't done something like that since we were kids!"

"Ya, I remember," I said before picking up the vegetable and putting it into my basket. The slave that oversaw everyone's labor was walking around again after taking a break in the shade of a tree. His job was to see that everyone did their share of work. He didn't say what his name was, so everyone just called him "The Head". When The Head made his way over to the us, he just chuckled and winked at me. I of course waved back to him. The Head was silent most of the time, but all of us are grateful for this. Before him there were rumors of a more strict overseer that wiped people like Sam were just rumors of course, no one really knows. Sam is the owner of this farm. He doesn't live here. His visits are unexpected and I pray every night that he doesn't show up the next morning.

The fields and the main house and the cots are all the places I have been. Some say it is dangerous outside of here but I want to explore. I fall asleep every night dreaming of running away with Ezra, finding Mama and Mike, and raising a family of my own.

"I remember we used to play tag with the crops and your papa would holler at us. He would say to get back to work and quick fooling around." Ezra and I both looked up at the sky and longed for what Sam and the other whites stripped from us. I know he misses his family like I miss mine because we talk every night about that empty feeling we both have without them. I never knew my dad, but when Mama and Mike were still here, we used to play together while we work. Both our mamas were best friends, so Ezra's family and mine spent a lot of time together.

Now we are each other's family. Me, Ezra and the rest of us out here.

Ezra's father was a great man and a hard worker. He was needed in another farm, so he was sold. He was sold like some sort of machine, not a human. "The most important thing is that he will be remembered with honor," I would tell Ezra when he had another sleepless night.

When The Head was far enough away, Ezra threw a karat at me. "Come on, Ezra!" I exclaimed.

"Hey, you were the one who started it," he said as he put his muscular hands in the air. Then he continued, "Don't be such a baby!"

Even though he was just joking around, I jumped at the mention of a baby.

"Is something wrong, Aria?" asked Ezra politely.

"Everything's great!" I lied.

"I can see something is wrong. I know you better than you know yourself. Why don't you just tell me?" pleaded Ezra.

"Not right now. I promise I will tell you later." Then I whisper, "We can talk when we are in your cot tonight. Okay?"

Ezra was about to answer when the lunch bell rang and we both had to head to the main house.


Down at the food hall, one of the housekeepers, Betty stood up and got everyone's attention. With a shaky voice she starts, "I would like to make a very important announcement. As some of you may know, this month Sam is going to host other slave owners to see if they want to purchase any of our laborers." The look on her face says she is just as upset as everyone else in the room.

I redirect my eyes over at Ezra with a frown on my face. He shares the same look as we ponder what could happen silently. What we both are thinking but not saying out loud is: either we both stay, we both go together, or we get separated.

The rest of the work day felt like months because I really want, no I need, to tell Ezra what has been eating away at me. Some of what I want to say he already know, but the most important thing will probably shock him just as much as it shocked me.


The door creaks as I sneak into Ezra's tiny room, just like I do every other night. I don't even remember what my own cot feels like anymore.

A few minutes go by of just staring at each other. Neither of us want to speak first, but I figure I might as well start talking. "So…"

"Were you gonna tell me what has been bothering you?" Ezra asks nicely, but I can tell he is starting to worry. I really hate it when he worries.

"You know I love you, right?" I ask with desperation.

"Of course! I love you, too. You are the only thing that keeps me from going insane."

"Ezra, I made promises to myself along time ago," I say while looking up to the ceiling. "I said I would never do something reckless and I would never put the people that I love in danger. I broke those promises."

Ezra did a terrible job at filtering the confusion from his face. Who could blame him? If these words I just said came out of his mouth, I would be just as lost. "What does that mean?" he asks me.

"It means that I'm pregnant!" I blurt out in a hushed yelling. "Ezra, I'm pregnant and scared. What if when Sam finds out, takes our baby away and sells 'em? What if we get separated?" I ask and burst into tears. I normally don't cry, I think it's a waste of water and energy. But right now I have no control over my body. I start to shake in Ezra's embrace and more and more cries come out of my mouth.

"I will figure something out. Don't worry, Aria! I love you and our little boy or girl and nothing bad will ever happen to you while I'm here," He reassures me.

"But that is exactly what I'm worried about! What if you aren't here to protect the baby. I don't care about myself, all I care about is you and our child."

"I don't know, Ar. I don't know," Ezra says as he rocks me back and forth slightly. "How 'bout I sing to you?"

I am too worn out from crying to say yes, so I just nod my head. He must have felt it on his chest because he started singing our favorite song.

Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years

There was only you and me

We were young and wild and free

Now nothin' can take you away from me

We've been down that road before

But that's over now

You keep me comin' back for more

And baby, you're all that I want

When you're lyin' here in my arms

I'm findin' it hard to believe

We're in heaven

And love is all that I need

And I found it there in your heart

It isn't too hard to see

We're in heaven

Oh - once in your life you find someone

Who will turn your world around

Bring you up when you're feelin' down

Yeah - nothin' could change what you mean to me

Oh there's lots that I could say

But just hold me now

Cause our love will light the way

And baby, you're all that I want

When you're lyin' here in my arms

I'm findin' it hard to believe

We're in heaven

It is our favorite song because it was the only one we know. Our mama's would kiss us goodnight and sing to us that very song. Both Ezra and I know it's the only thing we have left of our family.

Who is excited? I know I am! I will be uploading every Tuesday and maybe I will change it to every Tuesday and Friday. Please give me constructive criticism! Just so you know the song above is "Heaven" by Bryan Adams.

Off topic: Has anyone read "Rebel Belle" by Rachel Hawkins? I read it over spring break and I laughed so hard! It had something going on all the time and sarcastic dialogue that had me dyeing. Harper is so badass and amazing. David has to be my favorite character though:) The cover of the book is actually really pretty. I am soooo excited for the nameless sequel. (BTW I hardcore ship Harvid now)