Hi, I've read a few fanfictions about the dollhouse and I fell in love with them. It inspired me to write my own. I will say that due to this I may have used ideas so full credit to the authors and as there was so many I don't exactly remember who. If they were to read this I'd like them to know that they're amazing fanfics. There also may be similarities and possible violence, I'm not fully sure where it'll go but I have a few ideas I am thinking of. I hope you enjoy it :)

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Also a note that for certain parts to work there will be differences from the show.

Chapter 1

Screams filled the room as Aria tried to escape them. They were getting closer and closer each second, if only Ezra was here to comfort her. The door of her room made that all familiar creak as a small amount of light shine through, nearly blinding her, why hadn't she gotten used to it? She'd been in the dollhouse for several months now but what felt like an eternity. The same routine day after day- the worst being that for the past few weeks she hasn't been let out of the replica of her room back in Rosewood. Aria wondered where her friends were, the screams she heard were their weren't they? Was Alison still in jail? But most where was her Ezra? A single tear states to fall leaving a stain on her face as it dropped to the floor. Memories. Before A took the four teens Aria and Ezra had fought. Not a big argument but Aria felt uneasy because all she thought about was how upset Ezra must be at the sudden change of being a father and that being torn away from him. To her, nothing had really been the same since Maggie and Malcolm came into their lives- of course it wasn't Malcolm's fault but with her nature to fix things, all Aria wanted was for everyone to be happy even if it included sacrificing her own happiness. To an extent she had felt replaced back when that happened but within time that had faded away when her and Ezra got back together. She was still happy in her relationship and wanted nothing more than to be in his arms right now. Little did she know was that the night she was abducted Ezra was going to propose. That little argument was distant and meant nothing to the unbreakable couple.

Aria wrapped her orange jumpsuit around her as she sobbed, it became damp so she moved it away. The hairs on her arms stuck up like needles, all Aria wanted to do was her hurt herself like she did before she met Ezra but that meant consequences. Aria felt worthless,everyone knew it. She shifted her thoughts back to Ezra as her heart was saying, "to make it out of here you have to think positive." He was her safe place. They meant everything to each other. The light from the crack in the door illuminated her skin, it gradually faded as a shadow formed. One she couldn't place a face to but knew all too well, terrifying her.

"Get up…"

Aria backed away when the frightening figure stepped towards her- still not being able to see them. She hesitantly shook her head to signal them to leave. No use. Not today. Not again.

"I said get up bitch!"

"No." She whispered

"I'm sorry what? Did you not hear me, I said get up!"

The monster grabbed her arm. "No. No. No. No! No!" she managed to choke out.

Why was this happening to her? Revenge?