He was gone..

It hit me like a ton of bricks..

The love of my life left me..

Hell. I was only 16 but still I knew I loved him..

Ezra left. Why the hell did he leave...

Deep in my heart I know why, but I just don't want to admit it to myself. The pain would go from bad to unbearable..

My left hand searched the bed, after a while I found the torn and tattered paper.

It was his letter. He had sent it to me from his new apartment in New York.

I was doing homework in my room when my mom came up and handed me the letter. I just stared at it for a little while. Scared shitless.. For all I knew it could be another on of A's tortures letters. But after staring at the handwriting for about 10 minutes I recognized it as Ezra's. This fact had me dashing across the room to get to the letter as soon as possible. That's why I didn't notice that my brother was standing in the doorway.

"where's the fire." He said in a conversational tone.

"nowhere." I said. I tried to make my voice sound casual as I quickly hid the letter behind my back.

He saw my sudden movement "What's that?"

I tried to keep the shocked expression of my face as I tried to make a good excuse.

"what's what?" I asked. Failing to come up with a smarter answer.

"the thing your hiding behind your back.." he looked at me as if I'd gone nutters.

"I'm not hiding anything." Quickly putting the letter in the elastic waistband of my skirt. "what are you talking about?"

He looked me in the eye. I tried to get my self assured Aria glare on my face. I probably was failing miserably.

"ooookay." He dragged out the word like he was not quite sure what to do. I was not sure either. What's a girl supposed to do when she's hiding a letter from her boyfriend that happens to be her teacher in the elastic waistband of her skirt. Yeah.. it's not like there's a instruction manual or something.

"well. I just came to say that dinners almost ready." He quickly turned and left the room.

I sank back on my bed pulled the letter from the back of my skirt and opened it. After I unfolded it I started to read.

Dear Aria.

I'm leaving. I hate to break it to you this way.

But I will be living in New York from now on.

That means I got the job I applied for a little while back.

You have to know I will always love you, but we just can't continue this way.

It's just to dangerous. You're underage and I'm your teacher. Things could go horribly wrong.

I'm not doing this out of self preservation I'm doing this for both of us.

It would be better if we wouldn't meet, talk or even be in the same building ever again.

A clean break. That's the best. I won't contact you. If you won't contact me.

Don't cry over the ending of our relationship. There are better boys for you. That are your own age. That have the same interests.

So, Aria this is our goodbye. Our time together was the best of my life.

I will always love you. In a way.

Love Ezra.

By the time she was done reading his letter she was crying,

He left her.

A distant buzzing sound woke her out of her reverie.

A text.

She grabbed her phone and opened the text. It was from A. As she expected.

Pretty little Aria. Your teacher on the white horse leaves you. Wonder what that's all about. You may have lost your dirty little secret. But you can't lose me.

-A

She just stared at her phone.

"Aria! Dinners ready." Her mom yelled at the top of her lugs. She threw her phone on her bed and made her way downstairs.

After dinner she locked herself up in her room and cried herself to sleep.