Dear Diary,

Mom.

My mom is wondering how I'm doing. I don't even think she should be allowed to call herself a mother.

~Aria

"How are you in contact with her?" I asked.

"She contacted my mom after she got out of rehab but you guys were already gone," he replied.

"She knew where we were," I added.

"No she didn't," he replied.

"Yes she did she didn't come back," I commented.

"Ella you're dad is the one that sent her to rehab," he hinted.

"She chose to go there," I replied.

"That's what your dad wanted you to believe," he stated.

"You're lying," I replied.

"I'm not," he replied. I've known Isaac for like my entire life and there was no evidence of a lie written on his face at all.

"So what exactly are you saying happened?" I asked.

"Your dad sent your mom to rehab after Trevor. He twisted the entire truth to make it seem like she made herself miscarry. She went so crazy in rehab they made her stay longer. When she got out she went back to your house to get you but you guys had moved. When I found out where you were, when you saw me, your mom was with me you just didn't get a chance to see her. Then you guys left again and we've both been trying to find you ever since," he explained.

"Where is she right now?" I asked.

"At the apartment we're renting," he replied.

"Where is your mother?" I asked.

"I'm eighteen Ella, and she understands that it is important for me to find you," he replied.

"Why?" I asked.

"I wanted to apologize," he started to say.

"Thanks for telling me all of this but my mom was a drunk. She could have called the cops and gotten him for kidnapping. Most importantly though I don't care she's not my mother," I replied.

"Don't say that Ella," he stated.

"Leave and tell my mom she's wasting her time," I replied.

"Okay we will give you some time," he shrugged while exiting.

"Tyson has my number when you decide to come to your senses," he added.

"Are you okay?" Ty asked.

"I'm fine Tyson," I sighed.

"Are you lying?" he asked.

"No," I mumbled.

"I'll be downstairs," Carter awkwardly chimed in.

"Okay," Ty stated, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Stop," I demanded while turning away from his captive stare.

He grabbed my chin in his hand and moved my head so my eyes were again under his hold.

I shut my eyes and smirked.

"Arrabella," he protested.

"I'm fine Tyson," I stated while keeping my eyes closed.

"Then look me in the eyes and say it," he suggested.

I opened my eyes and let myself once again fall under his gaze.

"If my legs worked right now," I started to say.

He leaned in and let his lips smack against mine. I giggled in surprise and let him fall over me.

"Just tell me baby," he whispered.

"Tell you what," I asked dazed.

"What's bothering you," he added.

"Nothing," I whispered while leaning my head to lips once again.

"Tell me," he demanded.

"There's nothing to tell," I replied.

"Aria," he teased while moving his lips down to the spot on my neck where he had marked me.

He kissed it and I was already gripping onto his shirt in pleasure.

"Tell me or no kisses," he smirked.

"Do you really want to play this game with me?" I asked.

"No," he sighed.

"Thought so," I grinned.

He then rolled off of me and helped me sit up.

"Since I do have you held captive I find it only in your interest to tell me," he smirked.

"Why is that?" I laughed.

"I may just tickle you," he warned.

"Ty seriously nothing is bothering me," I groaned.

"I think there is babe," he shrugged.

"Well it could be that Isaac is trying to get back in my life, or the fact that my mom thinks she has the right to come see me after she let her husband abuse me for all my childhood," I suggested.

"I know love but maybe you could talk with her," he added.

"I just can't right now Ty, maybe I'll be able to eventually but right now I need you on my side," I stated.

"I will always be on your side Ar," he smiled.

"I love you," I added.

"I love you too," he chuckled.

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"How much did you give her," Ty asked the nurse. My legs still didn't work and I'm starting to get worried.

"She was barely breathing Alpha I waited to take it off until she gained control of her breathing," she replied.

"When will she be able to walk again?" he asked.

"I'm not sure she's pretty tiny it must just take longer for it to wear off," she suggested.

"Okay thank you," he sighed.

"I'm sorry baby," he said when he walked back over to the bed. He knows how much it tortures me when I can't walk.

"It's okay Ty it's not your fault," I replied.

"Ar why is it that you don't want to see your mother?" he asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," I replied while shutting my eyes.

"I think you should," he added.

"I'm not going to," I replied.

"That's not healthy," he stated.

"Shh," I shushed.

"Ar," he groaned.

"I'm fine," I replied.

"Look at me," he demanded.

I opened my eyes to meet his brown ones.

"She picked Trevor," was all I stated.

"Yes but she's been searching for you," he reminded.

I sighed. I want to tell Ty the real reason I really do, but I'm afraid of what he will do, what he will say.

"Is there something else?" he asked while scrunching his eyebrows together like he always does when I confuse him.

"You're cute when you do that," I laughed.

"I'm not cute Ar," he demanded.

"I think you are," I shrugged.

He rolled his eyes and kissed my cheek.

"Try to move your legs," he suggested.

"I can't feel them," I replied.

Ty didn't really push me on the subject of my mom after that.

I can't tell Ty that if I see my mom I'm afraid I'll lose my voice again. I'm afraid of getting the feeling in my gut when I see her. She wasn't well most of my childhood. She used to be a good mom. When I was five she started drinking. My dad started abusing her verbally, then physically. Over the next few years his abuse directed towards me. When she found out she was pregnant she was happy again. I saw a light in her eyes that was beautiful. She started singing and laughing more. Even my dad seemed to be happy he was going to have a son.

I remember helping pick out the name with them. Then I remember the fighting starting again. How the bills piled up and for a few days we didn't even have electricity.

When my baby brother was seven months old in my mother's womb he was murdered. He had his life snatched up before he even realized what life is.

"Aria wake up baby you're dreaming," I heard someone soothe. I believe its Ty.

I think I'm crying but I'm too lazy to open my eyes or make any effort to let him know I hear him.

"What about Trevor baby?" he asked.

"No, mom," I mumbled.

"What about mom?" he asked.

"I promise," I sighed.

"What do you promise?" he asked.

I recited what I told her a million times growing up.

"I won't fight. I won't shout. I won't talk at all," I sighed then I felt myself slipping back into darkness.

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I woke up in Ty's embrace. I don't think what happened last night was real; at least I hope not.

"Baby?" Ty asked.

"Yea babe?" I asked while turning my head to look at him.

"So your legs work?" he asked.

I jumped up when I realized they did.

"Thank goodness I have to pee," I shouted while running to the bathroom. I heard him chuckle.

I exited and sat back on the bed.

"Do you remember our conversation from about two this morning?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," I replied.

"What did your mom used to tell you?" he asked.

"Shit," I muttered.

"I don't think that was quite it," he teased.

"I didn't think that was a real conversation," I admitted.

"Are you afraid that if you see her you won't be able to talk?" he asked.

I nodded.

"I can stay in the room with you," he suggested.

I had to face this I know I did so I nodded and put on my big girl pants.

"Let's do it," I smiled.

Ty called up Isaac and they are meeting us here at the house. When the doorbell rang I felt my throat start to close.

"Don't think about it," Ty whispered.

He opened the door and just like I imagined, I saw my mother's face, and my voice vanished.

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