"Well?" Diane Fitzgerald tapped her foot impatiently, folding her arms tightly across her chest.

After Ezra's humiliating speech, nobody could bring themselves to say anything. She thinks that they were all so shocked by it, but actually, it was because what Ezra had said, was 100% accurate. They all knew Wes. For his humour, his caring side. But also, they knew how Wesley could get when he wanted something. Diane had excused herself, laughing it off as nothing more than a little bit of Fitz humour, and quickly rushed outside to question Ezra himself.

"Not the time." Ezra commented, loosening his arms around Aria so that he could turn properly to face his unamused Mother. "We're going home."

"What were you both talking about? When I came out here. What's Wesley done?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice as she trailed off, emitting a slight scoff. Ezra glanced down at his girlfriend, as if he was asking for her permission to tell his mother what was going on. As he had guessed, Aria almost un noticeably shook her head no, keeping her head buried in Ezra's chest to hide herself away from Diane. That was the last thing she needed right now.

Thankfully, Aria had made sure to wear waterproof mascara, just in case she was to have to cry. The rest of her make up on the other hand was completely gone, washed off by her tears.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" Ezra rolled his eyes skywards, letting out a small groan as his mother continued to torment them. Neither of them were saying a word, and that frustrated Diane. What was so important that she wasn't allowed to know what they were talking- No. What they were screaming about. It had to of been something interesting, or else they wouldn't be doing it here, in a churchyard. At her sons funeral.

"I said, not now Mother." This time Ezra's voice was harsher, really trying to get his point across that now he wasn't joking around, he wasn't talking to her. "Me and Aria are going home now, so we'll speak soon." He intertwined his hands with Aria's, beginning to pull her down the thin pathway along with him. Usually, graves would creep Aria out. She wasn't the best person to watch a horror movie with.

"No. You're not leaving." She spat out, causing Ezra and Aria to stop in their tracks and turn around to face her. She didn't look the least bit happy, she looked ready to kill. If looks could kill, they'd be six feet under. "You've humiliated me, humiliated our family in front of everyone. Why, huh? Why? The least you can do is come and pay your respects, just like you promised."

As reluctant as Ezra was, Aria stopped him from spilling everything by speaking instead, giving his hand a quick squeeze to keep him quiet.

"An hour, we'll stay for an hour. That's all." Aria glanced up at him, offering him a small smile as he shot her a confused look, shaking his head once.

"Aria, I really don't...-"He began, only to be cut off by his mother this time, clapping her hands together.

"I'll meet you at the house, ten minutes."

With a nod of his head, Ezra pulled his hands free from Aria's, trudging down the pathway with the same attitude he had used against her this morning.

Aria and Ezra had arrived a little later than the rest of the close family and friends, for the reason that Ezra had decided to take the long route, drive slower than usual, and stop every now and then to check his 'important emails'. Sooner or later Aria had had enough and had ordered Ezra to drive like normal.

They were greeted by Wesley's group of friends, who weren't the slightest bit phased about Ezra's speech. To be honest, no one was. No one really seemed to care, or they were trying to show that they didn't.

To say that Ezra felt uncomfortable about all this was an understatement. Being back at the house he'd grown up in made him want to run away, just like he had done years ago. It was over the top, uptight and just showed how up their own backsides his family really were.

After excusing himself from Aria's side, he disappeared up the stairs, heading towards the bathroom. He planned to hide in their for a little while, just to keep out of everyone's way. It was then that Ezra noticed Ezra's old bedroom was door slightly open, causing him to stop in his tracks.

He pushed the door open a little further, the walls now painted a jet black colour, completely camouflaging it as if this room wasn't seen. This definitely was no longer Ezra's room, he could see that. His eyes furrowed in confusion, slightly perplexed as to what this place was. Nearer the end was a laptop, illuminating the room up.

Ezra made his way towards it, accidentally bashing his hip on the side of the cabinet, a small wince emitting from his lips as he heard something hit the floor. A moment of silence followed whilst he waited for the yelling up the stairs, but nothing came. All that was heard was the sound of a voice. A very familiar voice, coming from the laptop. Quickly moving towards it, he took a seat on the chair, switching on the computer screen to see what was causing the noise.

"Wes, don't you dare. Put the camera down!" Ezra felt sick. Because there, on the screen in front of him was none other than his girlfriend, Aria Montgomery. "You're not filming me, no way. I look terrible in the morning!" She covered her face with the palms of her hands, turning away from the camera. That's when it cut off, and Ezra was about to switch the video off when another one popped up, this time from a few seconds later. This happened four times, before Ezra crossed off the window, the screen popping up at a folder. It wasn't the hundreds of photos and videos that freaked out Ezra, it was the name of it. The girl in the photos, it was all Aria.

By now, Ezra was beyond angry, and his hands began to furiously shake as he clicked through each and every photo and video, his breath shaky. Most were of her around the apartment, watching the TV, making breakfast. Etc. The last few, though was enough to make Ezra want to scream, pass out and throw up all at the same time. These were taken whilst Aria was sleeping. Her hair falling over her naked frame.

He quickly switched off the screen, his eyes furiously darting around the room to try and search for more of this.. stalking. It was the black book on the floor that caught his attention, overflowing with papers and pictures. Ezra needed to get out of there, before he completely lost it. He scooped up the book on his way out, trying to pull himself together as he searched for his girlfriend.

Ezra spotted Aria in the hallway, standing rather uncomfortably beside his Aunt. She looked like she was babbling on as usual, but obviously Aria wasn't listening. He refused to tell her a thing, not quite yet. He would tell her, when they got back to the apartment.

"Aria, we've got to go." Ezra urged, grasping her by the arm and pulling her out the door as quickly as he could.

This was too far, Wesley was lucky that he was dead.

Because if he was alive right now, Ezra would've killed him himself. Hunted him down and made sure that he was dead.