"Hi Ezra" Aria said, opening the door slowly.
Ezra sat in his hospital bed. His head was bandaged and he looked tired. Really tired. There was a computer tray across the bed with a notepad and a pen laid on it. Lines and lines of letters were scribbled across the pad.
"Hi Aria" Was all he said.
Aria held onto a small bag. She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Ezra turned the pad over before Aria could see what he had written.
"So I brought some pictures today" She said, pulling out a pile of photos from her bag.
She shuffled through the pile and pulled out one.
"This one was our first picture. We weren't allowed to be together then so we covered our faces with paper bags" Aria showed him the picture and then turned it around so she could see it herself.
She couldn't help but laugh at how silly it was but also cry. Cry because she might never have that Ezra back again.
"Here's another one" She said holding up picture of them at the ice ball.
He nodded but I was sure he didn't remember anything.
"It's almost 12:00. I have to go meet my friends for lunch" She said, starting to put the pictures back into her bag.
"Can you leave them hear?" He asked her softly
"Sure" She placed the pile on the computer tray.
She was zipped up her purse and noticed that Ezra had flipped the notepad back over so the words we're visible. He had the pen in his hand and was writing. Aria leaned in to kiss his forehead while she strained to read what he was writing.
"Goodbye Ezra" She said, when she reached the door.
"See you tomorrow Aria" He said, continuing to write.
Aria shut the door behind her and leaned her body weight against it, using it as her balance beam. When she finally got enough strength to walk out of the hospital, she couldn't get the words out of her mind. The words he was writing.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
My name is Ezra Fitz.
Over and over and over again.
She slid into the front seat of her car and stuck the key in the ignition. She sped off down the road to the brew.
