General pov

Spencer waited until lunch time rolled around before talking to Aria. Spencer didn't know exactly what to say. I mean what do you say to someone in this situation? Spencer didn't even really know if her dad was abusive or not. He hit Mike once, but was that just an accident that he intends on fixing or is it going to become a regular thing? Spencer knows theres no way in hell she's letting him lay a hand on Aria.

As Spencer makes her way through the courtyard she sees Aria sitting at a table with Hanna and Emily. Spencer smiles a little bit, she feels like their group is finally being repaired.

But she can't exactly talk to Aria about her dad in front of the other two girls. She knows Aria isn't going to want them to know. Not yet anyway, the shorter brunette doesn't even know Spencer knows.

So Spencer walks over to the table and decides to talk to Aria later when they are alone.

"Hey guys" Spencer says sitting down next to the three girls. Aria offers her a small smile. Hanna and Emily offer beaming smiles as they greet her.

Spencer notices Aria with a textbook and notebook scribbling away at the pages. She sends the other two girls a questioningly look.

"Don't even ask, she's been engulfed in algebra for the past ten minutes. We gave up on trying to get her to take a break" Emily tells the taller brunette.

For the next 40 minutes the four girls, talked just like old times. Spencer still desperately wanted to talk to Aria alone, but for the time being it was nice to talk to all of her friends again.

They finally were getting back to good terms, and could be a group again. They needed to. They needed each other. They were each others rocks.

And as conversations continued and Spencer saw how happy and well, normal, Aria looked. Spencer decided she really didn't want to ruin that. Bringing up the topic of her dad could do just that.

So Spencer made her decision. She would give it a few days. See if things started to get better or worse. If Byron did anything else to either of his kids that there was no doubt in Spencers mind that she'd step in. But in the mean time she doesn't think she needs to worry to much.

Arias pov

I sigh deeply as I fall on my bed after another boring, yet stressful day at school. Spencer dropped Mike and I off at the end of the day, and I couldn't help feeling like something was going on between Mike and her. They seemed to be trying to tell each other something with out me knowing. I really hope their not hiding something from me, I really am not up to handle any more drama at the moment.

My biggest problem at the moment is that I might be finding myself relying on those damn pills. I made a huge mistake. I shouldn't have taken one in the first place. But I did, and they really help. Sleeping is no longer a priority. Not with the pills. School work is still pilling up however. I have a algebra test tomorrow that I'm nowhere near ready for. Im going to fail it. No doubt.

I knock at my door takes me out of my thoughts. "Come in" I call. Mike opens the door with an almost nervous expression on his face. "Whats up?" I ask sitting up.

"Dad just came home" He mumbles, sighing. "Drunk" He adds.

I sigh loudly. "Did he say anything to you?" I ask.

Mike shakes his head. "No. He just…I don't know…he looks pretty angry"

"Lets just ignore him ok?" I say softly.

Mike nods. "We're going to have to do something about this eventually right?" He asks curiously.

I know we'll have to. We can't just keep living with a man who gets drunk of his ass, and hits his children. Sure, it was only once, but thats more then enough for me to know we need to do something about it. I just don't know what. Mom isn't around, she's not answering phone calls, and I haven't exactly had the courage to show up at her door yet. It looks like I might have to though. Her apartment is tiny and I honestly don't even know where Mike and I would sleep if we stayed there, but it might be our only option.

"Yes. I just..dont know what. I'll figure it out, okay?" I promise him.

He sighs. "Yeah ok. Just try to stress yourself out so much Ar"

I sadly smile at him. "I won't" That was a lie.

General pov

"Kids!" An angry voice calls from downstairs

"Oh shit" Mike mumbles.

Aria swallows and stands. "Wait you're really going down there?" Mike asks shocked.

"Mike if we don't go down, he'll just come up" She says.

"Come down here now!" Bryon yells.

"Just don't anger him ok. Agree with him on everything he says" Aria tells her little brother.

Mike frowns. "Fine" He says and the two walk out of Arias room and down the stairs.

"What took so long!" He snaps when they face him in the living room. "Sorry dad we were just talking" Aria explains.

Byron doesn't like that excuse.

"Why is the living room a mess?" He asks pointing around the room. The couch had a blanket messily sprawled out on it, and the table had a few books thrown on top of it. Besides that, there wasn't really any mess at all.

"Um sorry, I guess I left my books down here" Aria says calmly.

Byron scowls. "Worthless children" He mutters.

"Dad theres not even any mess" Mike snaps. Aria sends him a warning glare. "What was that?" Byron asked.

"Nothing." Aria answered for him.

Byron's intoxicated state is quite intimidating and the last thing you wanted to do was test him when he was in it.

Byron suddenly grabbed onto Arias arm tightly, making her flinch. "What did he say!" He demands. "Dad let go!" Mike shouts, Byron pushes Mike back, making him fall to the floor before pushing Aria roughly away as well. "Stupid, worthless children" He seaths heading for the door and leaving the household.

Aria grabs onto her arm already seeing the large deep bruise beginning to form. "That fucking asshole" Mike mutters, standing up. "Are you ok?" He asks turning to look at Arias arm.

Aria steps back, covering her arm. "Im fine. Listen if he comes back, just stay away from him ok?" She says quickly and the next thing Mike knows, Aria is up the stairs, and he can hear her bedroom door shut.

Mike frowns. He needed this to stop. It had to stop. Now. But how is he supposed to get Aria to actually do something about it, with him. He had an idea. Aria would probably hate him forever for it, but it was the only way to get Aria to open her eyes.

He pulled out his phone and sent a text to number he had only used one other time in his life.

I need your help -Mike

What is it? - Spencer

A/N ITS SO SHORT IM SORRY. Honestly Im just losing inspiration for this story so the chapters may be a little shorter for a while. But don't worry because I'm NOT stopping this story. I'll still update it whenever I can. Anyway hope you liked this chapter. Until next time.