Pretty Little Liars

Aria POV

"Leave them alone! Don't touch them!" I screamed for what felt like the thousandth time.

I'm throwing things everywhere and screaming. The door opens and I try to run into the hall, but it doesn't work and someone throws something in my "room."

When I wake up, I'm screaming and I jolt up in the bed. I'm staying at Ezra's until he's let out of jail.

The judge decided that he can be let out in a week because there is no actual evidence of him dating a student.

What have we done? No matter what anybody says, it's my fault he even went to jail.

I'm the one who pushed for us to have a relationship-all I know is that I'm feeling especially guilty for what happened to him.

Right now it's 4:30 a.m. and I know I won't sleep, because I will only have nightmares about the hellhole.

I quickly get up and start to clean his apartment so when he gets home, his house is nice and clean.

When I finish it's about 12:30 and I go and meet up with Mike for lunch. We end up going to the grille.

"Hey, how have you and your girl friend been?" I asked as we sat down and looked at our menus.

"We broke up," he said. "How have you been being back?"

"Hard. It's very hard for me," I responded after we ordered.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, I don't want you to know what happened. It will only give you nightmares."

"Aria, I'm here for you, remember that. You can always talk to me about anything," he said grabbing my hand.

"I'm scared. I'm so scared. I thought he did something to you," I said wiping a few stray tears.

"I'm fine. We're all fine. Just worried about you and your friends."

We started to talk other things and eventually lunch came to an end and Mike had to go home and do a project.

I go back to Ezra's and sit on the couch staring out the window waiting for him to come home.

Eventually the day turns to night and I start a movie hoping to fall asleep which I don't and I don't even pay that much attention to the movie. I fall asleep around 5:30.

When I wake up, I see I somehow got onto the bed and someone is on the couch.

"Who are you?" I asked grabbing a book and hesitantly walking towards them.

"I don't think that's a great way to say welcome home," Ezra said standing and facing me.

"You're back?" I asked as I hugged him. "I thought you weren't coming home for three more days."

"They let me out early for good behavior," he said laughing then kissed me.

You know what that led to...