Hey you guys! Okay, I wanna tell you something. If you have any ideas for future chapters, please tell me! Review the story if you want! :P I love you all, Caz
Aria reached her apartment and plopped down on her couch. She was angry at Ezra. She tried to work, but her frustration with him distracted her. She sighed and turned on the TV. Nothing good was on, and Aria was never that much of a TV-person anyhow. She grabbed the first book on the shelf closest to the sofa and opened it randomly. She then realized that it was a small photo album that she had put together. She smiled at the chubby, dark haired, baby girl that was giggling in the picture she was looking at. She looked at the pictures of Violet's 1st birthday, Christmas, and Easter. Pretty soon reality came along and smacked her in the face. She could see why Ezra was so angry now. He had missed out on the most important years of his daughters life. And not only did she hurt Ezra, but she also hurt Violet. Tears threatened to spill when Aria thought about all of the times her daughter was upset because of this. Like when she was in K5, and it was "D" week, all of the children had to bring in their father for show-and-tell. Violet came home and asked Aria why she was the only kid there without a daddy. Or when she was in the 3rd grade, and they had to make a family tree, and half of Violet's was empty. Aria knew that it was no one's fault but her own, and that she had to make it right.
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Ezra released his last class after the bell rung. A small knock on the door made his head turn towards the sound. A very happy Violet was smiling at him through the window, and this flooded back memories of when Aria would knock on his door right after class, too. He nodded as a signal to come in, and she opened the door and plopped down in the desk across from him. "So, Mr. Fitz, I was wondering if I could come and see your place today!"
Ezra chuckled when he heard her say 'Mr. Fitz", and sighed. "What would your mother say? She would probably be worried about you if you-"
Violet cut him off. "I already talked about it with her. Just before I came in here, actually. She doesn't mind if you don't," she said with a broad smile.
Ezra looked at her disbelievingly. "I don't know..."
Violet widened her blue eyes. "Please? I really want to see what your apartment looks like! Please? Please, please, please?"
Ezra breathed out a breath of surrender and said, "Fine, but only because you're my favorite student."
Violet laughed and picked up her belongings. They walked outside together, and went into the parking lot. Ezra got into his car, but Violet was glancing back and forth from the back seat to the front seat. Ezra laughed and said, "The front seat, kid!" Violet got in hesitantly and looked straight ahead of her the whole time. Ezra kept wondering why her previous enthusiasm had dissapeared. He finally spoke up. "Violet, why are you so quiet?"
Violet turned her head to him looking slightly ashamed and smiled. "I'm kind of scared. I don't know why, I just am. I am just nervous that..." she never finished what she was going to say.
"What?" Ezra asked, wanting to know what his daughter was going to say.
"Nothing," she said quietly.
"No, please tell me. I honestly want to know! Please?" he begged.
Violet took a deep breath. "Nervous that... nervous that you won't like me once you get to know me," she said in a small voice, sadness evident in her voice and facial expressions.
Ezra's heart sunk. He hated to think that his daughter would even think that! He looked at her once they got to a red light. "Violet! I have not even known you for two weeks and I think you are absolutely amazing! I could never, ever dislike you! I already love you, and I don't even know your middle name!"
Violet's face brightened. A blush came over her and she glanced at him. "Y-you do?"
Ezra sighed. "Yes, I do! You know how when somebody has a kid and they instantly love it?" Violet only nodded in response. "Well, that's what it's like. You had just come into my world, and I loved you, because you were my child. I will love you no matter what."
Violet smiled at her father but didn't say anything for several minutes. She muttered something that Ezra couldn't make out, and he asked her what she said. "I love you, too," she whispered.
"Walkin' on Sunshine" should have come on the radio, because that's exactly how Ezra felt. He wanted to pull over and give Violet the biggest hug he's ever given. But because he was driving, all he could do was smile at the road ahead of him and feel like the greatest thing since sliced bread. He reached across the dashboard and grabbed Violet's hand, giving it a hard squeeze, then pulling back. She beamed at him and smiled even wider as they pulled into the parking lot of Ezra's apartment. She ran through the corridor until she stood in front of apartment 3B. Ezra opened his door, and let her through. She stood in the center of the room and smiled looking around. "What?" Ezra asked.
"Your apartment... I love it!" Ezra laughed at her excitement. Why would she love his apartment? It was just filled with books and some old furniture. She plopped down on the leather couch, closed her eyes, and smiled. "I want to live here sooooo badly!" she exclaimed.
Ezra chuckled. "I think your mother would have some say in that!"
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Aria dialed Ezra's number to tell him it was time for Violet to come home. He picked up on the last ring. "Hello?"
"Hey, Ezra! I think it's time for Vi to come back over here."
"Oh..." Aria could hear the frown in Ezra's voice.
Ezra dropped Violet off at Aria's door, and Violet came in frowning. "Why are you upset?" Aria asked.
"I didn't want to leave," she said, clearly upset.
"Oh. What did you guys do over there?" Aria asked, curious to see how Ezra's fathering skills were.
"Well, first, we just sat on his couch for a while, and then he asked if I wanted to watch TV, so we watched The Office. We ate frozen lasagna and prank-called Waffle House," Violet said smiling.
"Waffle House? How on earth can you prank call Waffle House?" Aria asked, stunned.
Violet let out a laugh. "We asked them for Bluckle Sauce," she answered.
Aria was tickled. "Bluckle sauce?" she laughed.
"Bluckle sauce," Violet confirmed. "Dad is awesome."
Aria wasn't sure if she heard her daughter right. "Dad?" she asked in shock.
Violet turned to her mother, annoyed. "Yes, 'Dad'. I don't call you Aria, I call you 'Mom'. You know why? Because that's what you are. My mom. That's the same reason why I call Dad, 'Dad'."
Aria sighed. "But you've only known him for two weeks!"
Violet through her arms out angrily. "Well that's not my fault, is it?" She walked into her room and closed the door loudly. It was true. It was Aria's fault. Aria remembered when she left Rosewood. She had been so worried that Ezra would break up with her, that she forgot that leaving would also hurt HIM. She sighed, plopping down on the couch in her livingroom. She was so frusterated. Her phone started ringing. It was Ezra.
"Ezra? Why are you calling me?" She asked, a bit irritatated.
"I... wanted to know if you, you know, wanted to get coffee sometime?"
Aria smiled and felt like a kid on her way to Disney World. "Yes! I mean, uh, sure. Why not?"
"Great. When, where, and what time?" He asked.
She gave him the details, and they hung up. Aria felt content and sat back down. She hoped this was going to go well.
A&E are PROBABLY going to get back together in the next chapter. (And uf you know me, "probably" means "yes".) Please review because it makes me smile! ;) Love ya, Caz.