Chapter Two

A few minutes later, things were getting pretty heated. Jason's hands travelled up and down Aria's thighs, gently pushing her onto the bed, Aria knew things couldn't go any further. "Jason, wait," interrupted Aria, gently pushing Jason away from her face. "I told you I'm not on birth control. We can't do it now."

Jason smirked and ignored her, pulling her in for another kiss. "You're going to get the morning after pill later anyway, might as well get your money's worth."

Aria giggled at his lustful persuasiveness. Once again his strong hands were massaging her thighs as they made out on his bed, his fingers dancing dangerously close to her underwear. Everything he was doing felt so good. Aria just went with it.

As quickly as he was on top of her, he was off when the bedroom door swung opened. Aria, who was still wearing her unzipped dress, darted up in bed and pulled the flimsy fabric down to cover her thighs. Jason pulled the covers around himself. He just looked embarrassed. Standing at the door, looking none too pleased was Jessica Dilaurentis, Jason's mom.

"Oh my God I'm sorry!" blurted the mortified woman, shielding her eyes, even though both Aria and Jason were wearing clothes, well sort of. "I didn't know this was going on in here."

Absolutely embarrassed, Aria quickly patted her dress down. "Oh no, this isn't what you think it is. We were just..." Aria watched Jessica's distaste turn into an amused smirk. "Please don't tell my mom."

"Don't worry. I won't." She looked around the room, her eyes landed on Aria's bra which was dangling off the headboard. "I don't mean to pry but I really hope you kids used protection."

"Mom!" blurted Jason, throwing on his jeans quickly. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I was in the neighbourhood and the door was opened. Jason, you really should lock your doors." The mother and son continued to argue over the importance of always locking doors. Aria inconspicuously yanked her bra from the headboard and shoved it down the front of her dress. Just as Aria was about to escape the awkwardness of the room, Jessica spoke to her. "How's your mother? Is she still in Europe?"

Standing at the doorway with a clearly visible hickey trailing down her neck, the last thing Aria wanted to do was to talk about Ella. "She's fine. She's in Austria with her boyfriend."

A look of realization washed over Jessica's face. "Right, I keep forgetting that your parents are divorced." What an insensitive bitch. "You live with your father and brother, don't you? You and Mike aren't twins are you?"

"No, I'm two years older than him." This was beyond uncomfortable. Jessica had just walked in on them having sex and now she was asking about Aria's family, so beyond awkward. Aria knew she had to get out of there before she died of embarrassment. "I have to go. I promised my dad I'd go with him to pick up my grandmother." Lie, well kind of, her grandmother was coming. "Bye."

"See you later," said Jason.

Buying the morning after pill at the pharmacy had taken longer than expected. The lines were long and the guy working at the cashier was as slow as maple syrup. When Aria finally got home, her father's car was parked in the driveway. That was not a good sign. Even though she tried her best to sneak upstairs, her father came out of nowhere at the end of the stairs, grandma standing with him. "Sweet baby Jesus, girl, what are you wearing?" cried Aria's overly dramatic, very southern Baptist grandmother, Marion. Aria never did like her and the feel was mutual, Marion always favoured Mike. And she was super judgemental about everything.

Byron didn't look pleased. "Aria, are you just getting home now? Where were you all night?"

"Where was she? I don't think you need to be a rocket scientist to know what she was up to last night. Look at her neck, she has a devil's bite," she was elderly, but Marion never failed to be a raging bitch. If it was Mike she's be giving him a high five. "In the company of a man, I'd say she was."

Before Byron had the opportunity to explode, Aria interjected. "No I was not. I was with my friends."

"Well what about that thing on your neck? And why are you just coming home now?"

"This is not a hickey, it's a burn. Hanna's thinking of going to beauty school and she needed somebody to practice on. She got distracted and burned me with the curling iron. Emily was there too. It was raining and dark so we decided it would be safer to just all sleepover."

"You look hung over as hell to me?" barked Marion.

Aria actually wanted to slap her. What kind of grandparent intentionally ganged up on their only granddaughter? "I'm not hung over. I'm tired and sick. Excuse me for not looking like a supermodel at nine in the morning."

Byron's eyes bulged out. "Aria don't give your grandmother attitude."

Aria tried her best to not roll her eyes. "I'm not the one giving attitude." Not letting either one of them get in another word, Aria went upstairs to her room and locked the door. Inside the room and quiet and the air was crispy. Aria could still hear her grandmother complaining downstairs. There was only a few months left in the school year, after that, college. The whole idea of college kind of freaked Aria out. She didn't really know what she wanted to do and academics weren't really her main focus over the past year or so. She couldn't wait to move away from her family. They were so suffocating she couldn't take it for much longer.

After taking a shower, Aria changed into the loosest dress she could find and flopped onto her bed. Her head felt like it was about to explode and her feet were killing her from running around on heels all night. She was woken three hours later by the sound of knocking on her bedroom door. She pulled herself out of bed and opened the door. It was Spencer and she was holding a schoolbag, not looking too happy. "Spencer, what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" Spencer brushed past Aria and lay her schoolbag down on the bed. "I've called you like ten times. You were supposed to meet me at my house to study. "

"Study? For what?"

Spencer's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Economics. You know that really important test we have coming up? This Monday. Please don't tell me you've forgotten. Jesus, what's wrong with you?"

Aria huffed. She just wanted to be alone. "Nothing is wrong with me. I was asleep. I feel sick, okay?"

"Sick? In the morning? Oh God, please don't tell me you're pregnant!"

"No Spencer, I'm not pregnant. I just don't feel well. It's not unheard of to be sick every once in a while. Why would you even think that?"

Spencer shrugged. "I don't know, you haven't really been yourself lately. You know, you skip school, stay out late, drink, hang out with people you wouldn't of even spoke to before. And doing that while drunk is a terrible idea", she pointed to the hickey.

Offended, "Yeah, because you and Toby Are Mary and Joseph of Nazareth."

"Toby's never gotten me drunk." Her tone was solid and serious. "Aria, I'm really worried about you. I don't know what's going on with you but you just aren't the same person. You don't seem happy."

That was true. She wasn't happy. She actually felt pretty bad about herself. "I know you're right. I just don't know what to do." Spencer took her by the arm and sat down on the bed next to her, prompting her to continue. "I love Jason but I'm not sure if I should be with him anymore. He's bad for me."

Spencer looked delighted with the breakthrough. "Yes, yes, he is. I've been telling you that for ages. Please break up with him before it's too late."

"What do you mean before it's too late?"

Spencer began to flip through her book. "I don't know, before you get pregnant. Then you're stuck with him forever. There's so much more to you than that."

Aria knew she was right. She and Jason were pretty careless after a few drinks. A baby was the last thing she wanted, even if it would be unbelievably cute. Aria felt awful. It was time to spill the beans. "Last night I tried cocaine." Spencer's mouth dropped opened.

"Did Jason give it to you?"

"No, it was Lily. I was really drunk and I was nearly falling asleep. She started to do a line and said that it would keep me awake. I was so wasted I just went along with it. I feel so disgusting after doing it. Then this morning Jason's mom saw us in bed."

Spencer half laughed. "What? Oh my God, where you wearing clothes?"

"Yes. We weren't doing anything. We both went back to his place last night. I don't know, I just feel used." She sighed. "It's not the way it used to be. It feels like he doesn't care about me anymore."

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