I feel like I haven't updated in centuries! School has been hectic, and I had literally 4 hours of homework today; so I'm happy that I can squeeze in this quick chapter quickly, and I'll update on Friday! But anyway, thank you so much for the reviews, and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Xoxo Courtney

"No. Don't blame yourself. It was my fault too," I stated. He leaned over and kissed my lips. When we parted, he began to untie the roped on my hands and feet, until the door opened again, and we both froze.

Ezra POV:

My hands were right in the middle of undoing to tied knot of rope on Aria's wrists when I heard the door open suddenly. We both froze. Seeing what he had done to Aria, I knew that this was going to end ugly… I didn't turn away to look at the abusive figure. I kept my eyes on Aria's worried gaze, trying to calm her down. She started to tear up and she tried to keep her eyes on mine as I heard footsteps behind me. Oh, god.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to come to my little darling's rescue. I'm glad that we finally get to meet. I would invite you for some coffee, but, uh, we won't be knowing each other for that long. Well, actually, nobody will be seeing you from now on either," I heard the figure growl.

I turned my head towards the figure. He was wearing a ski-mask, and I saw a sharp, shiny, knife sticking out of his jean pocket. His hands had blood stains on them. This guy was a killer, I thought to myself. I stood up, holding up my hands, trying to create peace between the three of us; but before I could say anything, he had punched me right in the jaw. I dropped to the floor, with my hand flying to my face. The last thing I heard was Aria's scream.

Aria POV:

"NO!" I screamed. Ezra had untied the ropes on my wrists enough so I could squeeze out of them. They burned form the quick friction, but that didn't matter. I was already bruised and bleeding enough. I stood up and punched the man in his chest, and ran quickly for the door.

The figure stood stunned for a moment, while I struggled to get the door open. It was locked; and the man had the key… I screamed, as the figure regained his strength and focus, and pulled out the knife. I started to cry desperately and he came closer. He pinned me up to the door, holding my throat, choking me. I was almost out of air to breathe when he held the knife right up to my neck, pressing lightly, almost cutting it. I choked out one last word: "Ezra."

Ezra POV:

My vision was blurry and distorted. My head hurt like hell. I groaned in pain. The only thing I could make out in the room, was my other half, Aria Montgomery. The figure was holding her by the throat, and I heard her whisper my name. No. I wasn't going to let her die. Not today, not ever.

I started to crawl over the man, and I noticed Aria's looking at me in desperation. Afraid that the man would notice and follow her gaze. I gave her a reassuring smile letting her know that she was going to be alright, but trying to tear her stare at me away.

The man was pressing hard against her skin, and her screams got louder. A tear escaped my eye, as I gained the strength to swin my leg as hard as I could against the kneecap of the murderer.

"Agh!" I heard him yell, as he fell. I quickly got up and grabbed Aria's hands. I observed her throat, there was a cut. Another minute, and he would've slit her throat. She cried into my shoulder; holding my arms tightly.

Aria POV

I continued to cry into Ezra's shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around me tightly. He was rubbing my back, and was whispering to me. "Sshhh….sshhh…..shhh" he murmured.

Ezra kept whispering, and then he suddenly froze. I heard him choke out a cry, and I froze as well. I took a step back to look at his face. His eyes were basically popping out of his head and his mouth was in the shape of an "o". I gasped as I saw the cause of his reaction. I screamed.

The man had stabbed Ezra in his back. The knife's blade was still stuck in his shoulder, close to his heart, with the man breathing heavily. He saw my face and laughed uncontrollably.

He started to walk away (without the knife) and headed for the door. I cried out as I grabbed the knife and pulled it out of his back. I saw the blood on the blade and groaned as Ezra fell to the floor. I ran after the figure right as he was about to leave and stabbed him in the same spot he had stabbed Ezra. He dropped to his knees, as I stabbed him repeatedly again and again and again…..until I was sure he was dead. I dropped the knife.

I wasn't a murderer. He might've killed the love of my life, and he almost killed me. It was defense, it was revenge. He deserved to die. I knelt down to Ezra's side, and stroke my hand down his cheek.

I took his hand and mine and desperately waited for a response. Anything. I just wanted a sign that he was going to survive this. I waited, and then I felt his fingers close tightly around my hand and squeezed it.

I gasped. "Ezra. Baby, please wake up. Please," I begged.

Miracles can happen, He opened his beautiful eyes slowly and gazed up at me. "Are you okay?" he asked. I could barely hear him because he couldn't speak while in so much agony.

I couldn't believe it. He was stabbed, almost died, and was asking is I was okay. A tear escaped and rolled down my cheek.

"Ezra," I murmured, as I leaned down and kissed his lips. He responded as best he could. He tried to lean on his elbows, but failed and ended up falling back down, striking another shot of pain. He groaned.

I took out my phone and called 911. We were going to be okay. "We'll get through this," I assured him, trying to comfort him.

He nodded slowly. After the call, I took him in my arms; kissing his hair, and stroking his arms. "Keep breathing, baby. Keep breathing," I pleaded, as we waited for our rescue.

I'm not sure of what you guys will think of this, so PLEASE REVIEW! Xoxo Courtney (P.S. Hope you enjoyed it!)