And thats when Aria's world came crushing down in an instant.

It wasn't Ezra.

It couldn't be Ezra.

It /wasn't/ Ezra.

Aria instantly shot up in the bed, ignoring the excruciating pain shooting up her leg. She pulled Ezra's jacket on without thinking, moving to hop from the bed when Ella placed a hand on Aria's shoulder, pushing her back down gently.

"Stop." Ella murmured, but Aria kept pushing, trying to get out of the bed and down to the police station. She had to stick up for the man she loved, of course he wouldn't hurt his brother. It was insane! Aria couldn't believe that they had just dragged him away! How? Ezra was with his girlfriend, who had just been hit by a car; the driver who happened to want to kill her! What kind of person thinks its okay to take him away? "Aria. STOP!" Ella yelled, Aria breaking into tears there and then. She brought her hands to her face, sobbing furiously into her hands. She needed Ezra, and now he was a so called murderer.

"I need him!" Aria cried into her hands, shaking her head furiously. She wouldn't think about that, she couldn't think about being without him. No, she wouldn't. "I can't live without him, Mom! He didn't do it! I know he didn't!"

Ella stayed quiet, unsure how to comfort her heartbroken daughter. At least Aria didn't see him leave. The way he went; Left Ella curious. Instead of fighting against them, yelling and screaming. He did exactly the same as what he did with Ella; Signalled for them to be quiet, and pressed a kiss to Aria's head, willingly leaving without a fuss. What innocent man would do that? "How do you know?"

Aria thought in silence for a moment, the only four words running through her mind slipping out before she could stop it out. "Because, it was me." Aria said in a whisper, hugging Ezra's jacket closed to her body. Her mother saw right through her lies, but Aria kept saying it over and over again, continuing to shake her head.

"Aria, think about what you're saying..."

"I'm saying I did it! It was me, not Ezra! I need to tell someone!"

The older brunette shook her head with a sigh, her daughters sudden outburst causing her to immediately panic. If someone was to overhear and call in a nurse, Aria would be down in the station quicker than she could yell STOP! "Be quiet!" Aria grew quiet, silent tears rolling down along her cheeks as she tried to convince herself to stop. But she couldn't, there was no going back now. Once you tell one lie, you have to tell hundreds of others to back up the first lie you told, until you're so far in that you cant get out. You're stuck in the web of lies.

Ezra had been sat in this stinking cell for at least an hour. It smelt like a mixture of toilet and egg, never a good combination at all. Aria would be panicking by now, he knew that much, shouting and screaming at her mother for some kind of assistance getting down here. You cant drive with a broken leg. Maybe leaving whilst she was asleep wasn't the best idea.

One thing he did know was that he most definitely didn't kill Wesley Fitzgerald. As much as he hated his brother right now, he wasn't going to kill him. Giving up his life to get revenge wasn't Ezra's style, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Aria. Have small Fitz' running around the apartment, a ring on her finger. The thought of not being able to do that... it sent him completely insane.

He then felt suddenly sick. Reeling over how he'd be able to cope without her with him, without her in his arms. Without her breath in the crook of his neck whilst she slept. Without her wandering around in one of his shirts. That wouldn't happen again.

Of course, he hadn't been charged with anything yet. Nobody had actually come in and told him that he was going to prison. But with all of the evidence, Ezra knew. How would It look to a bunch of officers that had no idea who he was.

Constant rivalry.

Violent and threatening text messages.

A girlfriend who was sexually assaulted by the guy.

The odds were hardly in Ezra's favour, were they? He was going to jail for this, and he knew it.

Now by the time the hooded figure had arrived back from the police station with the evidence to ruin the mans life, they settled down in the back of the comforter, pulling open their laptop. After a moment, they pulled the phone from underneath the couch, scrolling along the rather short contacts list until Aria's name popped up.

Now, were they to send a message? Or would another hit with a car be a better message than a virtual one? Nah, a message would get their point across, and Aria would already be freaking out, about the love of her life being sent to jail for a crime that he didn't commit.

Because once Ezra was out of the way properly, they could move in on the target, and he couldn't be there to save her this time.

This person obviously had no care for Ezra, that's pointless.

Why hurt the person who hurt you when you could just hurt what means the most to them.

They wanted revenge.

And killing Aria was the way to do it.