Chap 1:
Disclamer: I do NOT own Pretty Little Liars or any of the characters in the show.
Prologue:
After Aria and Ezra told Aria's parents about their relationship, Ella moved out leaving Aria and Mike to live with their father, and Byron became an alcoholic. Mike eventually committed suicide, and Aria became a slave to Byron. Aria and Ezra still dated, in secret. She never told Spencer, Hanna, Ezra or Emily about the abuse Byron put her through either. The worst thing about her situation is, -A knows everything, and they aren't afraid to talk.
(Warning: Alcohol, abuse and suicide mentioned)
Aria's POV.
Another day waking up with bruises is like hell. Ever since Mike committed suicide and mum left, my dad Byron has become more abusive.
"Aria! I have run out of scotch! I need you buy me more!" Byron shouts from downstairs.
Once again my father has run out of scotch and I am the one to get more. I get out of bed and like every other day I use makeup and other tools to hide the bruises and scars that I have received from my father.
"Hurry up you little cow!" Byron shouts.
"I'm coming!" I say.
When my dad asks for things…I like to get them quickly….so my dad doesn't damage me anymore than he already has…
"You better get your ass down here now or else your favourite bat will be coming out to play!" Byron shouts.
I quickly run downstairs….
"Dad. There is three FULL bottles of scotch in the cupboard just below the TV" I say as I run out the door and the day starts.
The day goes slowly. But it's time to head back to my torture house. I open the front door to see my dad staring at me.
"You're late." Bryon said as I put down my bag.
"L-late? For what?" I asked scared.
"We are having someone over tonight and you were supposed to be here 30 minutes ago!" Byron yelled at me.
"Dad...who is coming over?" I asked.
Byron stared at me. He knew that once he told me...he couldn't go back. He looked down then he looked me straight in the eye.
"Your former English teacher and ex-boyfriend. Ezra Fitz" Byron said.
It took me a moment to realise what Byron had said. All of a sudden I remembered what happened six months ago. After Ezra left my house that night...my world turned upside down. Byron wanted to call the police and have him arrested but Ella convinced him not to, and mike never spoke to me after that. Three weeks after the revelation, Ella moved out and met another man, they got married six months later and she forgot about us. Mike became ill, and purposefully overdosed on his medication and he passed away, which left Bryon and me.
"Ezr- I mean Mr Fitz in coming over?" I stuttered.
I tried to make it sound like I had forgotten about him. The truth was, even after Byron forced me to leave Ezra...we still dated. The good thing was, Byron didn't know that I was still dating Ezra. Whenever Byron went on a business trip, I would lie and say that I would spend that time at Spencer's, and since Byron would be too drunk to care, it worked. I would ask Spencer and she was OK with being my alibi, so I went over to see Ezra. Ezra and I decided that we would pretend to breakup, but we would be dating...in secret, and it worked. Even though it was a risky decision, Byron never found out. I would spend the entire time that Byron was away, at Ezra's.
"That's what i said, no? That's what I thought. Now go upstairs and get changed into something more appropriate." Byron said.
I raced upstairs before Byron got angry. 30 minutes went by and I walked downstairs to see Byron and another male sitting in our living-room talking. It was Ezra. I felt a wind of relief wash through my body. This is a one in a blue moon night where Byron wouldn't abuse me. I was thinking to myself whether I tell Ezra about the abuse, or I don't. Either way, I was safe from my dads evil clutches.
Authors note:
Sorry for the short chapter. This chapter is the introduction to the whole story. I promise that the chapters from now on will be longer.
