A/N: I am so so sorry for not updating in such a long time. But I'll make it up to you with updating it now .. Also, thank you for all of the lovely reviews. They put a smile on my face. And if you have any ideas for what should come in this story, just post a comment in the review section or PM me ! I'm always running out of ideas, so if you think that this story is getting a little boring, just give me some fresh ideas and I'll write it. Okay, enough rambling, enjoy this chapter !
~Alyssa (:
Aria's POV:
"Aria?" Ezra asked as he put his hand on my knee. I smiled softly at him and sat on his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
"I would love to, Ezra. I can't imagine having someone else's kids but yours!" Ezra flashed his boyish smile and kissed my lips once more. "Okay, but first, there's something else we need to do this afternoon. We need to tell your father about the pregnancy."
I got off of Ezra's lap and rested my hands on my knees. "I know that, but I need to tell him myself. I don't want him to attack you, so I'll tell him myself."
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Ezra asked.
"I'm sure. He needs to hear it from me before someone else decides to tell him."
Ezra just nodded. I kissed Ezra one last time before I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. "Love you!"
As I got closer to my house, I thought of what I was going to say to my father. I know if I say the wrong thing, he's going to freak out. But either way, he's not going to be happy no matter what I say or however I say it.
I killed my car's engine and opened the door. As I got closer to the front door, I started to panic. I fell to my knees and had my head between my legs, breathing in and out pretty heavily. The door opened and my dad saw me on the ground. "Aria?" He said in a panic. My dad picked me up and brought me inside. He placed me on my back onto the leather sofa in the living room. I started to calm down. "Aria, are you alright?" He asked while he placed his hand on my forehead to check if I had a fever.
I sat up straight and took a deep breathe. "I think so.." I murmured under my breathe.
"Okay, well I need to talk to you about something important." Oh crap, does he know about my first pregnancy? Did my mom tell him? Maybe that's why he's being so nice to me. "Yeah, sure dad." I replied.
"Your mother was upset the other night. I don't know what happened because she didn't tell me the specifics, but she did tell me you were extremely rude to her. Anyways, what I'm trying to get at, you need to be more respectful to your mother. Just because your going through difficult things in your life right now, it doesn't mean you could be a bitch."
My jaw dropped slightly at the fact that my own father called me a bitch. Of all people, I wouldn't expect HIM to call me that.
"Well, sorry it's not my fault!" I yelled back at him. He pointed his finger at me.
"This is what I'm talking about Aria! You need to be more respect-"
Before he could finish, I interrupted him.
"I'm pregnant! Okay, I'm freaking pregnant." I let out a big huff and stared at Byron.
"Excuse me, you're what?" He said in his pissed off voice.
"You heard me. I'm pregnant. So that's why I've been acting like such a BITCH." I spurted back at him. I turned away to go up the stairs, but he grabbed onto my arm and spun me around.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, young lady!" I looked at him in the eyes.
"Watch me." I said sternly.
"That's it, Aria. Go pack your fucking bags. I had it with you. I want you out of my house! I don't give a flying crap where you go, but you can't stay here."
"Well good! I don't want to stay here anyway! It's like living in a prison in this house! And plus, I'd gladly leave to be with someone who loves me and takes great care of me."
Byron's face tightened. "Then go." He said and then walked away.
Tears formed in my eyes as I ran up the stairs. I opened my door quickly, the door handle hit my wall leaving a gaping hole in my wall.
I got a big duffle bag and threw random pieces of clothing into it until it was full. I packed up my makeup and grabbed my favorite pillow then headed down the stairs.
My mother walked into the house when I reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Aria, where are you going?" She asked curiously.
"I'm leaving. I can't handle this hell hole anymore." And with that, I pushed past her and shut the door behind me.
I opened my car door forcefully and shoved my luggage in the back of my car, turned the car on and sped off to Ezra's apartment.
After a 15 minute drive, I reached my destination. I got out of my car and walked up to the buzzer. I pressed the buzzer to Ezra's apartment about three or four times before Ezra let me in.
I ran up the stairs and knocked on his apartment door. Ezra was standing in front of me within 20 seconds. I dropped my bags on the floor and hugged him.
"Aria, what's wrong?" He asked, worriedly.
"Ezra, I can't go back there. Please..Can I stay with you?" I said between sobs.
Ezra let go of me and took my bags and set them inside. He then picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso and arms around his neck. Ezra kissed my temple and rubbed my back to try to calm me down.
"What happened?" Ezra asked while he carried me over to his bed.
"I-I told my dad about the first pregnancy .. And he kicked me out of the house. I told you this was going to happen.."
Ezra settled us both down by his pillows. He was on his side while I was on mine. Ezra had his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Well, you're welcome to stay here."
I smiled softly at him as he kissed my forehead.
After a few minutes of cuddling, there were several knocks on the door. Ezra looked confused as he got up off the bed and made his way over to the door.
"Ella.." I heard Ezra say. I quickly got up from Ezra's bed and went over to the door.
When my mother saw me, she sighed and pushed past Ezra and swung her arms around me.
"Honey, what happened?" She asked. I started tearing up once more as I thought about what happened earlier.
"Dad kicked me out," I whispered faintly. Ella pulled away from our hug and looked at me puzzled.
"What do you mean he kicked you out? Why would he do that?" I looked down at the ground as tears started to fall from my eyes.
"Him and I were arguing about my attitude and then I accidentally told him that I'm pregnant.."
Ella's face tightened as she heard me saying "I'm pregnant" come from my mouth.
"What the hell do you mean you're pregnant?"
Oh Crap.. I thought to myself.
I took a deep breathe and repeated myself. "Mom, I'm pregnant.." Ella ran her fingers through her hair.
"I'm not going to freakout." She said to herself as she inhaled a deeply. "Let's just talk this out like mature adults.."
Ezra lead us over to the couch. Ezra and I sat next to each other while Ella sat in the black leather chair across from us.
There was a bit of an awkward silence. We all darted our eyes as we glanced around the room. Ella cleared her throat as she started to speak.
"Okay, so how did this happen? I mean I know HOW you got pregnant, I just mean how did you guys end up in this situation?"
Ella looked directly at Ezra as neither of us spoke up.
"Ezra, you speak. Considering you had no problem knocking up my 16 year old daughter.." Ella retorted harshly.
"Mom!" I scolded. Ezra put his hands on my knee and rubbed it with his thumb gently.
"It's okay, Aria. I can handle this." Ezra cleared his throat.
"Well, it was the night that I gotten fired. Aria came over, thinking I wasn't going to be home, but I got sent home for the night. I told her what happened and I guess we thought we weren't going to see each other after that night, so we said goodbye together in a quite passionate way.."
Ella nodded her head slowly and glanced up at Ezra.
"I am so sorry that Byron gotten you fired. He's taking this whole situation way too far. I mean, I'm not completely sure I actually approve of this relationship, but I do see that you too love each other dearly. And I don't want to mess things up for you two.."
I smiled sincerely at her and glanced up at Ezra as he leaned down to kiss my forehead.
"Thank you, mom.." I said softly. She just smiled and nodded at me.
"So, do you guys have any plans on where and how you're going to raise this baby?" Ella asked.
Ezra and I exchanged glances, I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don'-" I started to say, but Ezra butted in.
"My parents live in New York, maybe they'll let us stay there until we find a place to stay. And I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but maybe raising the baby there is safer than in Rosewood. Your family already has enough going on, so I'm pretty sure a baby will just add onto that."
Ella smiled softly.
"Well, I guess that's the best option as of right now."
Wow, I never thought that I'd be having a baby with my former English teacher and moving with him to New York to raise our baby together. I mean, that's definitely not how I wanted to spend my teenage life. But if I'm with Ezra, then I'm quite okay with that.
"So, it's settled? We're moving.." I said, still trying to process everything that has happened in the past few weeks.
"Guess so.." Ezra commented.
After an hour of discussing where and how we're going to support this baby, my mom had to leave.
"Thank you, mom. For everything. I love you." I said as I hugged her goodbye.
"You're welcome, sweetie." As Ella was about to walk away, she turned back and started to speak.
"Oh and Ezra?"
Ezra cocked an eyebrow and looked at Ella.
"Yes?"
"If you hurt my baby girl, I know where you live." Ella said with a smile.
"I'll take great care of her. I promise." Ezra responded as he made a little cross over his heart. Ella smiled and said one last goodbye as she made her way out of the building.