Ezria: Alternate Universe

Speak Now

"I hear the preacher say speak now or

forever hold you peace, there's a silence, it's my last chance, I stand up

with shaking hands, all eyes on me..."

- Taylor Swift

Aria

My head and hands shook violently in a frenzy to grasp the white piece of card stock. My clear salty tears painted my emotions on the situation clearly.

I was sad.

Not sad, more like broken.

And the worst part of being the broken kind of sad is that you know it's your fault and you can't help but cry. That's the situation I've found myself in right now. I wiped my eyes, seeing the smudged blank black mascara remnants on my clean white sleeve. My hands were still shaking due to my new revelation. I shook my head yet again and read over the invitation.

Ezra Fitz and Jackie Molina

are pleased to invite you to

their wedding on;

August 23rd, 2018

at Rosewood Church.

11:00 am - 11:30 pm

RSVP: 555-0125

I sat there, on my kitchen floor sobbing for hours. Can you believe it? Aria Montgomery, age twenty-one, has bought her ex-boyfriends apartment after what happened, and is still crying over him. It happened over three years ago. Why am I not over it? I sighed and looked at the photos on the invite.

In the first photo, Ezra had his hands wrapped around Jackie's waist. They were both smiling and it made me sick. In the second photo, it looked like Jackie was in the middle of telling Ezra she loved him but other then that they were sitting on a bench smiling-again. My eyes wandered from the clip art wedding cake on the corner to the back of the invitation. My eyes snapped shut and my hand met my mouth. It was gruesome and surreal.

They're they were, in all if their shinning glory. Ezra and Jackie, kissing, drooling over each other like a male dog when a female is in heat. It broke my heart to see him smiling into that kiss. And it broke my heart even more to know that I could have been in Jackie's position right now.

Three Years Ago

"Aria, I just want to thank you for listening. You know I love you and I always will." I cringed. I wasn't ready to hear him say it to me tonight.

"Don't worry about it. I'm glad I listened. I've learned to never trust Alison again. Ever." Ezra smiled at me. That handsome smile. My favorite smile.

"You know, I'll always be here for you? Even though I feel like shit for joining the -A team, you're my friend and I don't want you hurt." My face fell. Friend? He just referred to me as friend. Without GIRL in front of it. Did he see me flinch when he said he loved me?

"Aria?" I turned to see his messy curly bed head sitting in the hospital bed.

"Yeah?" I spoke softly. He gestured for me to sit on the bed.

"I saw you flinch when I said friend. I'm sorry, I just didn't know what our circumstances were. If we aren't together, I'd certainly love for you to take on the role as my best friend since Hardy does a pretty shitty job." He smiled again-I loved that fucking smile. But he was getting the wrong idea. I couldn't be around or best friends with someone who betrayed me. I felt like I should hate him, but something in me couldn't make me. I took his hand in mine and I saw a spring of hope in his eyes until he heard my tone of voice.