Sparia
I fell to my knees, it felt as if I had been punched in the diaphragm. My breath escaped in ragged bursts. I looked up with tear fogged eyes. I couldn't believe this, how could it have been him this whole time. How did I not see it. I didn't think anyone could fake love this effectively. "Aria," Ezra said softly, reaching towards me slowly. I flinched backwards instinctively, like a wounded animal. essentially thats exactly what I was. Who could I trust? I had no idea. All I knew was that it hurt. It wasn't just and emotional pain, it was physical. I curled in upon myself, tears beginning to flow freely. Eventually I hear a door open and close, followed by receding footsteps. But I didn't move****** sometime later I regained consciousness, an aching pain radiating throughout my chest. I soon realized the reason for my awakening. My phone buzzed quietly in my pocket, my hand reached slowly into my pocket. But it didn't feel like it was part of me. In fact, I didn't feel like myself at all. I unknowingly answered it, placing it by my ear," hello?" I answered brokenly. Spencer's voice came through clearly, "Aria? Where are you. No one has heard from you since yesterday." I released a shaky breath, trying to find my voice, and failing. "Aria?" Spencer asked frantically ,"Aria, where are you?" I managed to whisper one word. Or rather a name. A name which brought back all the feelings I wanted to bury, "Ezra's." "I'll be right there." Spencer replied, concern coloring her tone. I lost myself again after that. I don't remember what happened really. I only remember Spencer bursting through the door to find me, or rather the shell I was hiding in,curled up in the floor. She pulled me into a sitting position, and I cried. I cried for hours. And she sat there, wrapping me in a warm embrace as my world began to crumble.