Hello! Thanks so much for all the reviews!
I had a completely different route for the last few chapters of the story. It involved…
-having her say yes right after he proposed
-going to California
-going to Disney
-getting married
And then a last chapter, which I'll tell you about when I'm done with this story!
You all must be saying, "Why didn't she keep that storyline?" Well, as you could see form the last couple of chapters, I changed her age, and obviously when she would graduate. It'll come into play soon. I just hope I can work out what I changed.
But enough of that blah, blah blah, and let's get on to that chapter! Xoxo
I saw another figure out of the corner of my eye and I spun around in anger. "Dad," I sighed.
Ezra backed up and pulled me away from Byron.
"Now, this I could use to show the police," Byron noted, holding up his phone. "You're running away together right? You really think there's going to be a happy ending for you?" he asked.
He looked like he had been drinking. Heavily.
Perfect. Just….perfect.
Aria POV:
I knew that this wasn't going to end as planned.
"I just called the police. They'll be here in 10 minutes. I'll be blocking the front and back door, and Ella will be blocking your window, along with the bathroom," Byron growled.
I instantly remembered when Mike had showed me his escape route several weeks ago. I haven't seen him in a while, but I decided that I'd "check" on him before Ezra "left''. We would escape somehow, and I'll make sure of that.
"No. I approve of their relationship," Ella barged in. "I won't help you separate them."
Uh-oh. "I want a divorce, then" Byron implied, backing out of the room, and out of sight.
I walked over to my mom's side. "Mom, you don't have to do this. I'll be fine," I tried to explain, but she held her hand up to stop me from continuing.
"No, it's fine. I'm finished with him anyway. He's never been the same after the event in the hospital, and he gets worse every day. I'm done," she claimed.
I gasped, as I noticed Ezra step in. "Ella, I don't want to cause you and your husband to separate. It's the last thing I want to do…." He said, feeling guilty.
"No, I'm fine with it. He'll notice that he needs me, but I won't be there for him. Anyway, when I'm out on my own, I'll have more time to paint. I could become an artist!" she suggested, happily.
"Are you SURE you want to do this?" I asked, taking her hand.
"Yes. It's better if it happens. Now, go. Leave before the cops come," she ordered, kindly.
I looked over to Ezra who was already grabbing my bags. I ran over and collected the two boxes of memories. "Let's go, quick," Ezra exclaimed.
I lead the way to Mike's bedroom. I turned the light on, and saw that he wasn't there. He must be at lacrosse practice. I rushed to the window, opening the window, and pushing on the door that was behind it. "There are holds to grab on to, but we'll have to drop the last four feet," I said, remembering my conversation with my little brother.
Ezra nodded, as he swung my bag around his shoulders, and began to climb down after me. After we dropped to the ground, we ran over to his car.
We got in, throwing our backs into the back seat. Ezra basically floored the gas pedal. I heard the tires screech as we left. We probably had just left before the cops pulled up, but I knew that they would search for us…maybe until the end of time, but we'll just have to keep moving.
Ezra reached for my hand, as he noticed my worried face. "Hey, it's going to be okay. We're heading for the hotel in Philly right now," he started.
A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about how this could end. There wasn't any possible way that we could run away forever without getting caught. "Aria," he said again.
I looked at him quickly with watering eyes. I squeezed his hands, as I leaned in closer to him. "If anything should happen soon, yes," I exclaimed.
Ezra furrowed his eyebrows at me in confusion. "Yes….what?" he asked, searching my eyes for an answer.
"Yes. I'll marry you. I want more than anything to be your wife," I confessed truthfully, as I noticed a big grin appear on his face, pulling over on the side of the curb.
Yes, I know this was incredibly short, but lots of stuff happened! Byron called the cops, he told Ella he wanted a divorce, and Ella surprisingly wanted to go along with it. She helped them escape, and Aria said that she'd marry him! Aw!
I decided that the last chapter of this story would be the same as I originally was going to write it. Please review! And I promise the next chapter will be long! Xoxo Courtney