Hey Liars. What were your thoughts on last nights Spring Finale?!

Here's another chapter for you all. Hope you like it.

Pretty Little Liars belongs to Sara Shepard and Freeform.

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I stayed up in our room most of the day. Poor Aria and Hanna didn't want to leave my side just in case I needed something. The worst part about having a broken leg is that I can't do anything by myself. Every little thing I need to get some kind of help. Even to do something as simple as walk over to the other side of the room or to get something I can't reach. Even to go to the bathroom I need help to get to my feet because I'm getting used to being on crutches.

After waking up from a nap I notice that Hanna had knocked out over on Aria's bed. Apparently her and Aria didn't get much sleep last night and she couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. I mean after an eventful night it was understandable why she was so exhausted. It was odd, but I feel safe with her around. When someone can actually hang around Hanna Marin and not feel awkward or feel as if she is just using you is an amazing feeling. Even though she has never acted like she was just being my friend for sympathy or more popularity, sometimes I did feel weird around her because of how much her friends don't like me. So always felt like eventually she'd ditch me. But I'm slowly getting out of that thought process since she always sticks up for me. Plus we connected today and it helped even more.

About an hour later I'm laying up on my pillow against the backboard of the bed and watching some Law and Order SVU on Netflix. I look over at Aria and see she's still sitting in the same spot she had been when she came back to the room sometime after I woke up. Hanna's still asleep in her bed so she's reading the new book she asked to barrow that I got for Christmas, just chilling at the bottom of my bed with my leg resting on a pillow on top of her legs.

"You know…" I finally decide to say, taking off one side of my headphones off my ear. "You don't need to sit here with me. If I need you I'll yell out or even text you if I have to. You don't need to stay stuck up here all day. Hanna is right there and your mom and Mike are home too if anything."

She looks away from the book and smiles. "I don't mind sticking around."

"Really?" I say a bit sarcastically.

She doesn't seem to notice it because she just nods and looks back at the book. Then says. "Of course."

I slowly nod, now taking off the other side of my headphone and let it hang around my neck. "So if Hanna wasn't here and I hadn't gotten hurt would you still have stuck around?" Clearly you can tell that I'm still a bit pissed at the fact that she hadn't told me she was off playing detective for weeks and could have got herself killed.

"Jessie." She says looking back at me as if wanting to smack me.

"What? It's a simple question. Would you be hanging with me if I wasn't hurt? Because correct me if I'm wrong, but when we were at the Brew the other day I had to beg to get you to even consider hanging out for more than ten minutes while not at school."

"It has only been like that because we were trying to get to the bottom of Ian's disappearance."

"Okay. Well ever thought I could have helped?"

"Ever thought that I was just trying to protect you?"

"Ever thought that maybe I didn't need your protection?"

"Stop." She says then looks over at Hanna for a quick second before looking back at me.

"Stop what? That I'm just stating a fact."

"No, it's your opinion. But I want you to stop thinking that just because you're a bit older that you don't need anyone to have your back like you have ours. It's a mutual thing, not a one way street."

"Then the question still remains the same. Why didn't you tell me?"

"And the answer remains the same. I was trying to protect you!" She yells it loud enough that Hanna jerks and I see her turning around to us.

"Ria." I say, trying to calm her down.

"Don't Ria me, Jessie!" She continues from her anger that clearly surfaced.

"Bajar la voz." I say in Spanish through gritted teeth as she got even louder.

"No. I will not lower my voice." She says. "For once I'm trying to keep you out of my mess, just like you always want to keep me out of yours. We are both stubborn with certain things, but you're stubbornness can be the worst."

"Both of our stubbornness can be the worst." I say a bit angry now.

She shakes her head. "No, want to know why?"

"What's going on?" Hanna says.

"Iluminame." I simply say with my arms crossed, not even paying attention to Hanna.

As you probably noticed by now, my Spanish pops up the most when I'm really angry and can't control myself. I don't mean for it to happen, just does. But since she understands enough to interact with me I don't usually need to switch what I say back to English.

"I will enlighten you! Because you clearly don't notice it yourself."

I just watch her, doing everything I can not to lose my temper.

"You trying to protect us with things, while also trying to take care of yourself by not letting anyone else get involved is why you're always in a shitty mood." She continues.

"Aria." Hanna's groggy voice comes again and I'm just able to see her sitting up from the corner of my eye.

"People have come up to me a handful of times since school started again after Christmas to let me know when something happens." Aria ignores her. "Then I'd find you in the bathroom so pissed off and frustrated that you're mixed between trying not to cry and trying not to punch a hole in the wall at the same time."

"You act like you don't have your bad days." I say.

"I'm not saying I don't, but there's something going on with you lately. Whether it's because you're having flashbacks again, anxiety, or just people are bothering you at school. Whatever the reason is you need to tell someone!"

I try to compose myself and take deep breaths. She isn't wrong, but I hate when she brings this up. Is it so bad that I like to keep my private matters to myself? I mean I'd consider it more to open up if she wasn't holding something back herself. I feel like I can't go to her anymore because she doesn't come to me anymore. What is she expecting?

Now Han gets to her feet and walks over to my bed. I see the urgency in her eyes to fix this but I can tell that she also has no idea what to do. "Guys." We both look at her, anger in both of our eyes but that doesn't seem to stop her. "What the hell is going on?"

"Nada." I say meaner than I meant to.

She just gives me a sleepy look and rubs her eyes. "Seriously."

I watch her for a second before saying. "Apparently I'm getting ambushed for having feelings."

"That is not what I said!" Aria yells. "And you started it with asking if I'd hang with you if you weren't hurt."

"Well you never answered that question."

"I shouldn't have to answer that question."

It gets awkwardly quiet for a few seconds.

"Look." Aria says in a soft voice. "Maybe I've been avoiding you more than I'll admit, I'm sorry. But walking in on you while you're having one of your bad days and feeling that there's nothing I can do to help kills me every time." She continues. "You're always telling me that you don't want to talk about it, but then I have to hear you lecture me about not telling you what's going on in my life. How is that fair?"

"Life's a bitch." I'm not sure what came over me but the fumes won't go away for some reason.

Hanna's mouth drops.

Aria widens her eyes, seeming to be shocked for a second. Then she narrows her eyes in on me. "You've become a complete ass."

"People change."

"Not you. Never would have been you."

We both watch each other for awhile. My breathing rapids a bit and I try to calm myself down as I close my computer and set it on the nightstand. I see her anger starting to subside a bit when I move my leg slowly off of hers, trying to hold in the pain that shoots up my leg. I set my legs to dangle on the side my bed and reach over for my crutches.

"Where are you going?" Hanna asks.

"To play video games with Mike. I can't stay cooped up in this room anymore."

Aria gets up and stands in front of me. "Let me help." She says with her arms stretched out to lift me off the bed.

"No." I say in an attitude. "Mikey!"

"Jessie." Hanna says.

"I don't need help."

They just stand there and look down at me with sad looks.

"You know…I still regret not being here for you when everything happened after the accident." Aria says.

This takes me off guard for a second. "What does that have to do with anything." My voice is back to normal now.

She shifts around on both her legs uncomfortably. "If we'd been here for you maybe you wouldn't have felt so lost. Maybe you wouldn't have changed so much. You're not the same girl I grew up with."

"Neither are you." I say. "Everyone changes though, that's not a bad thing."

She gets quiet, not seeming to know what to say.

Then I continue with, "Don't feel bad about that though, Ria. I'm the one that was stupid and didn't tell you. I had all the time in the world, and plenty of opportunities to do so. Everyone told me I needed to, but I didn't want you all to feel the need to come back to be here."

"But we love you. You're family, they were family. There would have been no second guessing coming back to be with you because we would have all been together."

"Maybe, but then you would have had to deal with my even worse anxiety and depression at the time. Spencer could barely handle it."

She slightly smiles. "You're my best friend. I would have done anything for you. Still would."

My eyes start to water a bit and I see the reflection of the light in her eyes showing her eyes tearing up a bit too. Now I finally get myself up and my eyes really start to water cause I lose my balance a bit on my crutches and hit my ankle against the nightstand.

"Oh my God." Aria says as her and Hanna grab me before I fall over.

"Are you okay." Hanna asks.

"Yea." I say and clear away a tear that slides down my face. "I seemed to have ruined the moment."

Aria laughs. "It's all good. Your foot is very sensitive right now."

"I think all of me is sensitive right now."

She hugs me and I feel all the stress leave me. "I love you." She says.

"And I love you." We pull away. "No matter how mad I get at you. That will never change."

Then Mike walks in. "You called me?"

I smile. "Yea."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just wanted to see if we could play video games."

He smiles. 'Oh. Yea. Of course."

I start walk and just miss Aria's toes as I almost smash them with my crutch. Luckily she manages to move out of the way fast enough. "Sorry." I say.

She laughs. "No worries. I have good reflexes."

I smile at her and then follow Mike to his room, Aria and Hanna right behind us. A couple hours later Hanna leaves and Andrew passes by, joining us at a friendly, yet competitive game of Call of Duty. I had been leaning back on Andrew's body the entire time he was here, even when we played. He found a way to wrap his arms around me while leaning up against the wall on Mike's bed and kicked Mike's ass at a one against two game. Eventually Aria decided to play so it was even. She didn't do too bad in my opinion, even though she swears she sucks at video games.

I'm feeling so much comfort with Andrew's arms around me that I'm shocked I'm able to concentrate on any of the games. I love being in his arms, made everything feel better.

I'm actually ready to stop playing and knock out on him when he kisses me on the top of my head and tells me he has to go.

"Already?" I look up at him.

He smiles at me. "I've been here for hours, and I have to get home for dinner."

"But your dad is being a dick today."

"I know. But he's still my dad."

I nod. "I know." Then turn to get out of his grip.

"Hey." He holds me tighter and turns my head back to him and kisses me. "You know I love you right?" He says after.

My face turns red. I see Aria and Mike both trying to act distracted but I can see them smiling. "Yes. Of course I do."

"I just wanted to make sure you remembered that."

"Why would I forget that?"

"I don't know. You've had a rough couple days and after everything you've been through this past year I like to make sure you know that I'm always here."

"I know." I kiss him. "I appreciate everything you do for me."

He smiles. "Okay." He squeezes me hard then lets go. "I gotta go. I'll call you later." He scoots out from under me and gets up. "See you guys at school." He gives Mike a fist bump and Aria a kiss on the cheek, then leaves.

"He's kind of an amazing guy." Aria says when my face stops looking like a tomato.

"He really is." I say, not being able to stop smiling and Aria couldn't help but smile at me from my excitement of talking about him.

"He's pretty cool." Mike adds as he looks back at his game.

The next thing I know Aunt Ella is calling us down for dinner. I hadn't realized how hungry I was till the words "Pizza's here!" was yelled from downstairs.