My high heels clicked down the once familiar hallway. I came to sudden halt in front the brown, wooden door labelled 3B. My breathing became irregular and my heart was skipping beats. My head was flooded with possible scenarios. All of which were negative. What if he yelled at me, told me to leave or even worse- slammed the door in my face? I lifted my clenched fist to knock on the door but my hand froze inches from it. I wasn't going to give him the opportunity to slam the door in my face. I bent over and slid my hand underneath the worn out door mat. My fingers curled around the silver key as I carefully turned the lock. I pushed the heavy door open slowly.
"Ezra?" My voice echoed around the tiny apartment. "Ezra?" That's when I saw him lying on the couch. He was facing the back of the apartment and his head was positioned on the arm rest. He tilted his head as little as he could until he could see me. He took one quick glance at me and returned back to his original position. I strolled around to stand in front of him. I could see the pain tattooed across his face. His eyes were bloodshot and you could tell he had been crying. He looked a mess; I had never seen him in this state before. "Ezra…." I whispered with concern tearing into my words. He refused to look at me; instead he turned his head and buried it into the couch. "Ezra." I repeated.
"Aria, don't please." He begged with a hoarse, miserable voice "Please just go." I stared at his trembling body and my hand grazed his cheek. He turned to look at me and began to rise from the couch. He stumbled right past me and collapsed on to the bed. He rolled over to face the wall so that all I could see was his back. His knees rose to his chest and he hugged them tightly.
Thankyou guys for reading this. Please, please review. I would love to her your feedback. Chapter 3 is coming soon. Sorry I ended it where I did, it's just if I kept going the chapter would be too long.