(Ezra's pov)
-Everything.Ella replies with a small smile.Then she leaves the room. I walk back to the bed. And sits down on the edge of it.
Aria's eyes shouts open. -Sorry did I wake you? I whisper. -No I never felt asleep. I was about to at least.she says as she sits up. -How are you? I asks softly. I can see that she doesn't know what to answer.
I take her hands in mine. -It's okey. You don't need to talk. I'll be here for you. I kiss her forehead. She gives me a small smile that I know she needed all her power to make. -I heard what you said to mom.she mumble. I don't say anything trying to not put the focus on me. -Don't you dare to blame yourself for this. she gets tears in her eyes as she says that.
I want to say something. But I know it will just make it worse. I just takes my arms around. And hugs her tight. She rest her head on my chest. I can hear her small subs. Sweet helpless subs. That is killing me. I can't held it back anymore. My eyes is full of tears. Thankfully Aria can't see them. I buries my face in her neck. And let the tears fall. Those tears have I held back since I saw her face when she saw her father's body.
-Ezra?She has still subs in her voice but they're small. -Mhm? I reply. -Are you crying?she asks. -No.I lie. -You and your pride. I can feel you tears running down my neck.She says and withdraw from me. Her gaze turns up to my eyes. -Don't be ashamed. It’s okey. she says soft still crying. Why does she have to be so strong?
-I'm sorry. I whisper. Trying to wipe away my tears. She takes my hand before I get the chance. -For what? she asks very soft. -For making you see the body. I should have done it alone. I shouldn't have taken you with me.....Aria interupts me:-Shhh.she whispers. She whipe away my tears while she have tears running down her cheecks. I understand I need to be the strong one right know.
-Come here. I say. She sits down on my lap. As I lean my back into the wall. She lean her head into my chest. -It will be okay. I promise you. I whisper. -What about the funeral?she asks. -It won't be the same as Ian's funeral. I will hold your hand the whole time. If you need a shoulder to cry on I'll be there. I'll make sure no reporters will be there. And I'll talk for you if you don't bare to talk. I say and rub her arm. -Thank you. she says as she closes her eyes. -Everything for you. I say and kisses her forehead.
