How is everyone? Thanks for the reviews, but I just wish I could still get more people to read it! But anyway, here's the next chapter! –xoxo Courtney

I wanted to slap her. "Or else what, Jackie?" I teased, angrily.

"Or else, I'll out your teacher-student relationship; and that's something I'd be more than happy to do," she growled.

Aria POV:

I stared into her cold, dark eyes. My mouth had already dropped to the floor, my eyes wide and almost about cried right there. Would she seriously do that to us? I gave her a death stare, and replied. "You know that would hurt him way more than me."

I was right. He never would hurt me, he never did before. He would hate himself for it; and he loved me. I loved him too. You just can't break up something that strong, but I don't want any threats.. such as, the monster sitting in front of me.

"I don't want to hurt him," she admitted. "But I will if I have too," she continued. I couldn't sit there and listen to this, I just couldn't. As I stood up from table and grabbed my purse, a rush of rage circulated through my body.

Without thinking, I took the ketchup that was sitting at the edge of the table (Because Checkers' also shared the company with Yogurtland), opened the cap, and squeezed the bottle with such much force. I watched, grinning, as the ketchup poured all over her head, getting in her hair; also dripping down her face and into her eyes. She sat there, flustered. I through the bottle at her and ran out. Where was Ezra during all of this?

Once I escaped the devil's cottage, I fell down onto the sidewalk and started to cry. I didn't want to lose Ezra, but I'll tell him what she said to me when he comes outside….

As soon as I finished my thought, I glanced at the opened door as a man ran out of there, worriedly, frantically looking around. His eyes found mine, and ran over and held me. We just sat there, on the sidewalk, my tears, staining my cheeks, and wetting his tee shirt. After several minutes, he held my face up to his. "What happened, honey?" he asked, sincerely.

"Jackie is what happened," I exclaimed. He looked confused.

"Babe, we didn't see anyone we knew in there," he sighed.

"Yeah, we both didn't. But, she was there, at one of the tables. I sat down at a random table while you waited on line and she was all, "You're Aria, right?" I didn't even know she was there. She was saying how she just found out that you had moved to work at Hollis, and she went on and on about your engagement. I played dumb, obviously, and asked why it never happened. She explained, and said that she wanted to try it again with you," I explained.

He chuckled. "She ruined my life, yes, and she's not going to get another chance, but c'mon Aria, you see, she's not bad at all!" he claimed.

"Okay, are you still going to be thinking that after I tell you this? She got serious and said that I better leave you because she's getting you back. And then, she threatened to out our relationship," I whispered, starting to cry again.

He chuckled. "You're funny, Aria. Funny," he said.

I stared at him in disbelief. "You think I'm lying to you?" I asked.

"I was going to marry her Aria! I think I would have known if she had a split personality. She's not that kind of person!" he spoke, a little louder.

"This is unbelievable. You think I'm making this up because—" I began.

Ezra started to yell now. "Because I think you're just jealous. You're trying to take her away from this situation , but I just work with her, Aria. She's not a threat!," he finished.

I stood up. "After all of this time, between us, you think I would lie to you," I said. Yes, I've lied to him tons of times, but I wasn't going to tell him that now.

"You know what, Aria, you need to stop acting like a child and grow up," he confessed, switched feet as he stood up. I was already pacing back and forth and my feet, with my arms crossed. That comment pushed me over the edge.

"I am a child!" I screamed at him, as I slapped him across his face.

I soon regretted it, but I had already begun to run away from him. More tears started to stream down my cheeks, as I ran a little slower, as I distanced myself from him. I heard him call my name multiple times. It wasn't out of anger though, but of desperation. I was sure he felt bad for yelling, but I didn't care. I just continued to walk down the sidewalk, as I thought about what had just happened. I realized that our yogurt that he had brought out had phased to a liquid by now. I connected it to what had happened. The yogurt was just like our relationship, it had melted away…

Ooohh, that was tense wasn't it? Shall I continue? Pretty please review! xoxo