Chapter Two
Emily stood in the ER watching as the paramedics took her friend through the double doors they had told her she needed to stay in the waiting room, someone will update her as soon as possible.
"Come on Ezra, pick up." She repeated once again as she clicked redial for the third time.
"Emily, I'm kind of busy right now." Ezra shortly answered picking up his phone, finally.
"Ezra! I don't give a fuck what's happening in New York or how goddamned busy you are. Your fiancé is in the emergency room, and I'm scared she isn't going to make it. She's broken and covered in blood. So you stop whatever you're doing there and get your ass back here where you're most needed."
Silence.
"Www what?" Ezra stuttered. "What happened?" He was able to mutter, tears marking his unshaven face. Passers by saw the man breaking in front of them.
"We were walking, I stopped on the sidewalk to call hanna. Aria walked across the road to the car. Someone was reversing and sped backwards hitting her at full speed." Emily explained racking her brain trying to remember the events of earlier that day.
"Is she okay, she's not okay. What's wrong with her, I mean?" Ezra stutters.
"She has a broken leg, I mean broken broken. The bone was snapped and broken through her jeans, bruised and fractured, maybe broken ribs, broken arm, her rib may have punctured her lung we don't know, she's in the ER being seen to now."
"No." Ezra whispered almost falling onto the sidewalk of the dirty New York he was currently on, he clutched the side of a building to keep himself upright.
"Yes, so get your ass on a plane. Let us know the details, one of us will meet you at the airport and bring you to the hospital. You're the first one I called."
"I'm sorry Emily."
"Don't be sorry. Be careful on your way here, the last thing anyone needs is you injuring yourself on the way here. Aria's strong. She's fighting for you." Emily replied.
"I'll be on the next flight." He said determined.
"She's in critical condition. I was in the ambulance with her, they asked me to prey for her. She flat lined in the ambulance, twice. But she also was awake for a while and was able to talk. She mainly repeated 'I love Ezra.' And wanted me to tell you guys how much she loves us." Emily finished, wanting the broken man at the other end of the phone to know how loved he was.
"Thank you." Ezra whispered before the line went dead. He turned to face Nicole's father.
"I need to get back to rosewood. If I hear anything about Nicole, I'll let you know. I need to, I need to go." He babbled.
"What you need to do is help me find my daughter." Michael Gordon directed, squaring his shoulders trying to intimidate the shorter man. It didn't work, Ezra Fitz may be a kind and compassionate gentleman but not while he thinks the love of his life could be dead.
"My fiancé is in hospital she could be dying and I'm not there to hold her hand. I've been in love with this woman for over seven years, we should already be married. I have never loved anyone like I love Aria, no one will ever hold the same space in my heart until the day we are blessed with children. If she survives. I'm going back to rosewood and I'm not leaving her side for anyone." The passion in Ezra's voice startled the older man, he thought he had seen Ezra at his worst when Nicole was gone but this is a level of grief he had never seen and the woman was alive and in hospital. Ezra was unashamedly sobbing in the middle of a busy New York Street, his shoulders were moving with each heave in his chest, he was clutching his phone as though it held all the answers to the universe when in reality all it held was flight times back to Philadelphia.
"Go, son. I'll let you know when we find her." Michael said laying a hand on Ezra's shoulder. He knew his daughter was in love with the younger man, that he was her reason for surviving in her hell for so long, she had declared it earlier that day on national television! But Ezra had already found his true love in Aria. Nicole will find hers one day as well, and Michael hoped Nicole will be as loved as Ezra's Aria.
"Thank you, Michael. I'll let you know if she contacts me." Ezra rushed turning towards the busy road.
"Taxi!" Ezra hailed jumping into the yellow vehicle.
Back in Rosewood Emily had just finished speaking to Ella and Byron Montgomery.