Hands Of Time | Ezria

Chapter Twenty Two

ARIAS POV

An arm on my shoulder awoke me from my light sleep. I was still clutching Ezra's coldish hand, my hair all messy and knotted from my sleep.
I stood up immediately, as Dr.Thatcher stood before me.

"He-He's going to be alright, isn't he?" I croak, my throat becoming sore. Thatcher gives me a concerned look, then looks towards Ezra.

"We cannot determine anything, yet. But if he doesn't wake up in the next day, we will be forced to take him off life-support,"

Tears started to flow...again. "No, no you can't do that. He will wake up. I know he will," I whimper, walking towards the chair again, taking his hand in mine, kissing it softly.

Dr. Thatcher sighs softly, and checks all of his beeping machines, which I assumed were the things keeping Ezra alive. I shake my head furiously, as Thatcher exclaimed Ezra's condition wasn't improving, neither getting worse.

But every second of the day was getting harder of me, not being able to wake up in Ezra's warm arms, and look into his eyes. I kissed his hand multiple times, whispering 'please wake up, please please,' over and over again.

But there was no sign of movement.

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two years later. current day.

Aria's POV

I made my way towards Rosewood Cemetery. I couldn't grasp that he was actually gone. Tears began to fulfill my heavy, hazel eyes once again.

I clutched the bouquet of flowers in both of my petite hands. There was a mix of tulips, roses and lavender.

And there is was. His grave. The headstone decorated with detailed flowers. 'Beloved son, brother and loved one' the headstone read. Tears flowed out my eyes. Again.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Jason DiLaurentis, my best friend Alison's brother.

Jason always had a thing for me. It sickened me, though. And he always made his moves on me, especially now, as I was alone.

"Jason, um- hi?" I stuttered, wiping away tears. I turned before he could answer, to lay the bouquet in front of the polished headstone.

I felt a hand grasp my waist, and I stood up immediantly, and slapped his sweaty hand away from me.

"Just because he's..." I couldn't finish my sentence.

"Dead?" Jason finished. I slapped him, hard.

"Doesn't mean you can perform your perverted acts on me," I yelled, but not too loud. It would be disrespectful for all the families visiting their loved ones around us.

I looked back at the headstone, my eyes welling up again. I stroked my hand above it.

"I love you," I whispered, as I grabbed my things and headed outside the cemetery.

I climbed into my silver bug, and centered the window-screen, and looked behind me. There was Jason, slumping, walking back to his house. He disgusted me.

I jammed the keys into the slot and the engine roared.

I unlocked the apartment with my set of keys. I walked in and wiped my tears away.
I set my handbag and coat on the table beside me, and sighed at the empty room.

"Babe, are you here?" I call out.

"Just in here," Ezra replies, and he comes out from the bathroom. He saw me crying.

"Aria, honey, what's wrong?" He says, worryingly, and he comes and hugs me tight.

"I went to see Mike," I croaked, and I accepted his embrace. He strokes my dark brown hair and kisses the top of my head.

"Aria, we both know he's still here with us," He comforts me.

"If I hadn't had agreed for him to go out that night, this never would've happened," I whisper, my tears soaking his shirt.

Ezra's POV

"If I hadn't had agreed for him to go out that night, this never would've happened," Aria says quietly, and I shake my head.

"This was not your fault, Aria. None of it is," I reply, still grasping her tight, until she parts.

"Thank you," she manages to squeak out.

"For what?" I smile, and she smiles back, her hazel eyes glistening.

"For looking after me, for telling me things will be okay, for never leaving my side, for being you. For everything. I love you, so very very much," she says, smiling wide.

"I love you too, Aria Marie Fitz. More than you will ever know,"

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HELLLOOOOOO!

so that's it! That's Hands Of Time.

This crazy journey of happiness, tears, a lil bit of happiness, more tears and then it finally got a happy ending!

I know most of you were expecting me to kill off Ezra, and you should know I could never do that. Ezra is my all time fave character.

Where as for mike....

Lol, I hope you all enjoyed this, I've worked so hard on this bloody storyline, but I have you happy to know I have another storyline for my NEXT fanfic, which has been lingering in my mind for AGESSSS.

I hope you all enjoyed, please leave your comments on your thoughts of Hands Of Time. Even if they are negative HAHAHAHAH.

All my love,
Abbie Harding 👅😏