Chapter 12: 2x21 Part 1
"I'm so sorry my dad made you go all the way down there to do that." I told Ezra. We were sitting in my car in an ally. His car was facing mine in front of me. We needed to talk, and right now, there was little places we could. Usually it was his car or his apartment.
"Well, it wasn't that bad," Ezra said. "Actually, I like the campus and the professors."
I nodded my head, I was glad he liked it, but I hoped not too much to take the job. "Yeah, well, I'm just glad its all over with."
"It's not. Over." He said, I was confused, why wouldn't it be over? Did he decided to take the job? "They offered me the job."
"They did?" I couldn't believe it, I mean, I'm not surprised they like him, he's amazing, but seriously. I couldn't decided if I should be happy or sad.
"Obviously. They'd be crazy not to." I said, then I realized, if he was offered the job and he liked the campus and professors, did he say yes? What about me….? "What did you say?"
"I haven't given them an answer yet." I was relieved. He hadn't said yes….but he hadn't said no either. He hadn't said anything.
"Aria, your dad is clearly onto us. He showed up at the restaurant the other night." Ezra said, I finally decided I was both and neither, I was angry too. I wish he had said yes or no, that way I would know what to think, what to feel, right now, I didn't.
"Well, yeah, of course he's suspicious, but he doesn't have any proof."
"This job is an incredible opportunity for me, and if I don't take he'll know whets keeping." Ezra said, I was now angry, it sounded like he was giving up on us. We had agreed to fight for each other, now it sounded like he was giving up. Was he?
"We'll figure it out a way around it, like we always do." I had to say something to make him fight, he had to fight. He had to stay. Weren't we worth it? Wasn't I worth it? It didn't sound like I/we were.
"I used to think that, now I'm not so sure." So he was giving up? On us. On me. After everything we've been through? I had to know.
"What are you…" I didn't want to ask him, but I now I needed to know. "What are you saying? Are you…giving up on us?"
"No. No, no." Ezra said, he turned in his seat so he could face me better. Was he not giving up on us? It sounded like he was, yet he says he's not. "But, we've been trying to make this work for a long time and…"
I didn't like where he was taking this. I didn't like it at all.
"And what? What?!" I yelled, interrupting him. I was starting crying. We've broken up with each other before, but this time it was different. We weren't just breaking up, he was giving up.
"And- And as much as we love each other, I think were deluding ourselves into thinking it can." he said. I turned away from him so I was looking forward. I couldn't believe he was saying this. I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
I didn't want it to be over, but even worse I didn't want him to give up. I wanted to fight, I wanted to convince him to stay, to fight, but I knew I wouldn't be able to. Plus, a small part of me knew he was right, which made it worse.
"I got class in a few minutes." He said. What? He's gonna leave? He's gonna leave it like this? I looked over quickly. "I'll call you later." He opened the car door and started to get out. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say, and I knew he needed to get to his class.
He got out of the car and walked to his car. He opened his car door and before he got in he stopped. We looked each other in the eye. I couldn't help crying, I didn't want to, but it was the only thing I could do. He then got in his car and drove away.
He stopped next to me to where the passenger's window was equal to my passenger window. We stared at each other for a second before I looked away. I couldn't look at him, it was too painful at the moment. Once I looked away I started crying even harder. After a few seconds he drove away.
I was laying in my bed crying my eyes out. I couldn't believe he was giving up on us and leaving. I was so mad at him, but I was also mad at my dad for setting up this job, and lastly I was mad at my mom for agreeing with my dad.
"Honey, whets wrong?" My mom said.
"Go away." I said, angry. I didn't want company, epically not one of my parents.
"Did something happen-?" My mom asked.
"Mom, go away, please." I said even more angry now.
"No, I'm not going anywhere until you tell me why your so upset." She said walking even closer to my bed. I knew she wasn't going to go anywhere, so why not just tell her. I didn't want to, but at this point I didn't have a choice.
"Fine," I said looking over to my mom. "Ezra's leaving, so dad got his wish. Are you happy now?" I looked away from her again.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, like she didn't know. This made me even more mad.
"He's taking that job in New Orleans."
"The job dad set him up with!" I yelled.
She sighed and sat on my bed, before saying, "When did he do this?"
"Don't pretend you don't know, mom." I said angry, I couldn't believe she was pretending she didn't know. She hated Ezra, so did my dad, it makes sense that they would do this. They didn't like that I did what I did. I sat up so I could see her better.
"You may have gotten rid of Ezra, but guess what-" I said and started taking the blanket off me, "you lost me too." I took the rest of the blanket off and left.