Now I promised her I'd do this, and I am because I loves her so very much. This story is dedicated to my wonderful Cuppy, who's truly one of my favourite people in the world and I love her to pieces. I also love her accent and oh my gosh. Okay, well without her this story wouldn't of been written, so thank that wonderful woman for forcing me to write every night because she can't sleep without a chapter... And I love her most.

Seeing Aria wired up to all of these different tubes and wires killed Ezra. At first, he could barely look at his girlfriend. He would have to stare at the wall behind her bed. Now, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

She looked so delicate, so helpless in the large bed, the bandage wrapped securely around her wrist.

It was blood loss, that'd made Aria pass out. That's what all these wires were for. Hooked up to her arms to transfer blood into her system and make sure it got around her body. She had lost so much blood, it could've killed her if Ezra had found his girlfriend ten minutes later.

Now Ezra hadn't left Aria's bed in the four days she had been in here. Not once had she opened her eyes or moved. To say Ezra was terrified was an understatement.

He couldn't find the words to describe what he was feeling.

His girlfriend, had purposely slit her wrist and let herself bleed until she passed out. How had it come to this? How were they in this situation?

Of course, after Byron saw his daughter lying on the floor he made Ezra spill all, and was just about as angry as Ezra had been. Ella took it badly, Mike was upset by the news, but said he'd like to focus on Aria now.

Neither Ella, Byron, or Mike had been to the hospital to see her properly. Yes, they came on a regular basis to stop by for five seconds before waving and walking out again, but they were all mortified by what they had found out.

And so Aria was left with Ezra, who constantly hummed to B-26 and read out chapters of their favourite books to try and get Aria to wake up.

It was the first time Ezra had slept in days, he was sat in the chair that was dragged right up against the bed, snoring almost inaudibly as he slept. It was the rustling about that woke him up, and the tightening grip on his hand. His eyes stayed closed, as Aria began to play with her boyfriends fingers, wrestling with them. It took him a moment, but a second later Ezra realised that Aria was awake.

"Are you mad at me?" Aria whispered weakly, her eyes glancing in any direction but his. She felt terrible, guilty about everything. How could Aria have put Ezra through this? He hadn't done a single thing wrong. The last thing Aria remembered was the glass hitting the floor.

Ezra sighed, closing his eyes briefly whilst he collected his bearings, before leaning forward to get as close as humanly possible.

"Were you trying to kill yourself, Aria?" Ezra pushed, in which Aria closed her eyes. "Why would you do something like that? How could you be so careless and immature? Do something so... Stupid. What, are you 5 years old? Aria you can't try and kill yourself like that! We were all so worried about you! I haven't-" Ezra stopped then, watching as the tears formed in her eyes. It wasn't right for Ezra to be horrible and mean to Aria about it, not now it was done.

"I just... I wanted to make it all go away." Aria let out a weak sob, causing Ezra to feel worse. "I thought that if I did.. Then everyone would be happier without me in the picture. You'd still have loved Wes like you used to." With a loud sigh, Ezra shook his head, dragging his free hand along his face. Of course this is what all of it was about. This was Ezra's fault. "I also wanted it to take the pain away."

Being angry wasn't the best way to get his point across. "It's okay, you don't have to explain yourself to me.." Ezra cooed, pushing the unbrushed hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry I didn't call you sooner, I thought that maybe you didn't want me there." His voice was at a soft whisper, tears still rolling down her face. It was then that Ezra's eyes began to water, as he pressed a kiss to their conjoined hand.

"You can't leave me again like that Aria, I was terrified. I never felt so helpless in my life. I thought,.. I thought that you were dead; That I had gotten to you too late. That I had lost you forever." He paused, brushing away the few tears that dropped along his cheeks onto the bed sheets. "I can't live without you, I won't live without you."

The last few words made Aria melt inside, crumble into tiny little pieces that couldn't be mended. She weakly shuffled sidewards, motioning for him to get in beside her. He did so, kicking off his shoes and slipping beside his petite girlfriend in the bed. She immediately curled up against his chest, as he rocked her back and forward. "Promise me that you won't ever leave me again."

"I promise." She whispered, emitting a wince as the pain began to kick in. Her wrist was throbbing. "Did you tell them? What happened with Wesley?"

"Yeah, I told them." To Ezra's surprise, Aria didn't start losing it with him, or shouting and screaming. She just laid still, nodding her head as she muttered out her words.

"Thank you. Do they hate me too?"

"No one hates you. We're all just upset about what happened. You cut yourself purposely, that's not something that you'd do."

"I was sat in my room, looking through all of our pictures..." Aria stopped, clearing her dry throat to continue. "I found the tape again, and then the next thing I know I was sat on the floor with the blade in my hand. I didn't mean it. I sat by the phone day in, day out. Waiting for you to call me but you didn't." Aria's voice cracked near the end of her sentence, the words becoming too hard to talk about. It made her feel like bursting into tears, or doing it all over again.

Then Ezra was confused. Aria had been thinking the exact same thing that he had. "I haven't slept in a week. Aria, I waited three days for you to call and then I couldn't take it anymore. I thought this was your way of saying that maybe you were done." Aria glanced up at him, searching his expression before shaking her head quickly, and moving her eyes down to his shirt once more. She twisted her fingers in his shirt, playing around with the fabric to distract herself.

"You're such an idiot."

"How am I the idiot?" Ezra scoffed, shaking his head as he continued to speak. "What was I supposed to think?"

"That I love you." She said in a stern tone, trailing a hand along his chest. "And that after all that we've been through together, I wouldn't give up on us so easily."

"I'm sorry I didn't call you sooner, you said no contact for only twenty four hours. You promised that you'd come back."

Aria couldn't explain why she hadn't gone back after the promised time. She did try, had her bags packed and in the car again. But then, she couldn't drive. She couldn't go back. Aria sat in her car for most of the day, contemplating whether or not it would've been a good idea. So many negative thoughts were in her head. One of them asking her why she left in the first place. There must've been a reason why she walked out, and that reason must still be there.

And then it was dark, and Aria trailed back inside.

"I don't want to talk about it, not now."

Even though Ezra had so much to ask her about what had happened, he instead just nodded his head, shuffling further down on the bed to look at her properly, and took Aria's face in his hands.

"If you ever leave me again, I swear-"

Aria cut his sentence short, placed her hands on top of his own.

"I won't. I promise."

"Swear to me, Aria. You need to swear." Ezra urged, his expression filled with desperation. She couldn't do this again. Ezra couldn't go through it again.

"I promise you, I promise." With a nod, Ezra pressed a kiss to her forehead, the door opening a moment after.

"Can I have a word with Aria?"