Pretty Little Liars

Aria POV

I missed Ezra's call, but I heard his message. I couldn't face him, not yet. So, I didn't go, which may sound selfish or whatever, but if-

No! I can't torture myself for what he did. If I do that, it gives him satisfaction for breaking my heart into a million little pieces.

I decided I should go to Hanna's, but when I get there I see Caleb on the porch steps so I go around to the back.

She let me in with a questioning look. "Caleb's on your porch step," I explained as she have me something to eat. "Why is he there?"

"We got into a fight, and I told him to leave," she said.

"Hanna, what happened?"

"He wants to know, he desperately wants to know, but I can't. I can't do that to him- to anyone," she said tears welling up in her eyes.

"Well, at least he didn't write a book about you," I said tears coming to my own eyes as well.

"He didn't," Hanna gasped not believing me.

"Yeah, he did," I said finally breaking down. "He tried to hide it, but it didn't work. Charles or A or whatever sent it back to him."

"Aria, I'm so sorry," she said as we hugged.

"Me too," I replied trying to stop.

"Let's go upstairs," Hanna said walking me as we slowly made our way to her room.

When we did, we just hung out and tried to get our minds off of our sucky lives.

After Hanna fell asleep, I left a note and left through the window. I drove until dawn when I decided I should probably check on Spencer. Make sure she's okay.

The door was unlocked and I cautiously walked in. "Spencer?!" I called.

She's usually up all day and night. I slowly went upstairs to her room and looked around.

I turned on the light and saw her on the floor with her head bleeding.

"Spencer!" I exclaimed going to her side. I began to shake her but she still wouldn't wake up. "Spencer, wake up! Wake up!"

I called the ambulance and they immediately said they were on their way.

I staid with Spencer through it all. When she was picked up I insisted that I ride with her.

When we got to the hospital, they didn't let me pass a certain point so I called the girls and they came.

Eventually the doctor came and let us go in. He told what happened and that Spencer has been doing drugs and consuming alcohol.

After the doctor left, I went in ahead of the girls. Spencer was sleeping and we just sat surrounding her bed.

"I can't believe this. Why wouldn't she tell us?" Emily asked.

"She always wants to look strong. That's why," I explained and we just sat there worrying.