Doves POV:

Its been a week since the whole drunk Ezra situation. It's been six days since I've last talked to him too.

I've been staying at Mrs.Millers house for the past few days. Zion been taking me too school, it isn't to bad living with the Millers. I get to work and hang with Mrs.Miller like old times, everyday.

Though I've gotten worse, mentally.

It's like every time I look in the mirror I break down in cry. Every inch of my body I wanna destroy into pieces, when I look I hate everything I see. I'm crumbling inside, and I'm so broken I don't think I can be fixed.
I stopped eating, I drink water so I won't end up in the hospital again.

Painting with Mrs. Miller really distracts me from the outside world. I do miss Ezra, I miss him everyday. I ask myself the same question everyday wondering "why am I not capable of being loved?"
Though I can never answer that question, I sometimes think maybe Ezra decided he did love me, but not enough.

However, what could I know I'm just some stuck up young adult hopeless to never find someone to love me.

I really want Pearl and Josie to be mad at me, but they're not. Pearl relationship is near over because of me and Ezra. She goes surfing everyday for her competition coming up, but I know she's got a lot on her mind. Josie should be extremely upset, if anyone finds out what the boys are doing Josie could never be a DJ again.

I get it we're best friends, but I want them to hate me. I want them to be upset and look at me how the rest of the world does, stupid and worthless.

We kind of distant from each, we don't talk in our group chat anymore or hangout. We just speak in school and try to avoid the topic of the boys.

I miss them. I miss me too, and most of all I miss Ezra.

I'm sitting in our school library right now reading my favorite book; love in other words by Christina Lauren. There's not many people here, I decided to skip Creative Writing today not wanting to talk to Ezra or be in class.

I continue to read, until I feel the strong eyes of someone looking at me. When I look up I see the eyes of Ezra Grey. I look down immediately at my book.

A few seconds go by and I look back up to see him still eyeing me from a far, pretending as if he's looking for a book. He literally skipped class so he could look at me reading.

My gaze stays hold with his, he then bites the inside of his cheek as if he's hesitant on what he's about to do.
I show no emotion when looking at him, but then he starts to walk. He starts to walk toward me.

My heart starts pumping faster then Eminem can rap. Ezra takes strides as he approach's me, and sits in the seat in front of me .

"Why'd you skip class?" The first words he says. His voice hits me, the way it rasp at the end making butterflies swarm my body.

"Why'd you skip class?" I reply back keeping my ground. He chuckles, I miss him. Stop!

"Just looking for a book." He says.

"Oh please, you were oozing your eyes at me like you love me or something." I scoff. It goes silent, then he clears his throat.

" I do."

" I love you." He says it's like the easiest thing to say off his tongue. I miss him. Stop!

It goes quite, but our gazes hold. Then I break it by clearing my throat.
"What do you want Ezra?" I ask.

He tilts his head down. "I wanna talk." He pulls it back up.

"Why don't you go talk to that girl you kissed." I say proudly.

" Baby, you know straight up I would never cheat on you." He raises his voice, then people around us tell us to shush.

"I was drunk."

"Drunk words speak sober thoughts, love"

Ezra sighs. "Just let me talk to you, and I'll explain everything."
I sit in not able to say a word because I don't know if I should or not.

"Please." Ezra whispered grabbing my hand, then sliding his thumb under my sleeve to rub my scars. Gosh, I really miss him.

The tears start to build up when he continues to rub them. I couldn't hold on anymore so I pulled away. "I'll think about it" I say.

It doesn't really answer anything, but the way he looked at me and touched them like they were apart of me, had me wanting to break down.

"Today, after school meet me at my car and if you want we'll drive to the café down the street." He explains.

I send him a small smile, and he nods in confirmation. "I guess I might see you later." Ezra says.

When I nod he gets up and leaves the library leaving me and my book. What the hell am I thinking. Is all that runs through my mind.

By the time I finish the rest of my classes I've made up my mind to go with Ezra, but still unsure on why I'm doing this.

I walk out the university front doors to see Ezra standing by his wonderful black Porsche holding beams white orchid flowers. Why does he have so many cars?

His head is down, but walking toward him I observe his figure. He was wearing a yellow zip up jacket with a white shirt under and a pair of blue open jeans with it .
The thing was it looked like me and Ezra were matching because I was wearing the yellow hoodie with the E on it, that he gave me before we started dating. I was wearing similar jeans also, now we look like a cute matching couple on Pinterest.

I didn't mean to wear it I just grabbed something out my closet and I didn't notice until I was half way down the street.

When no farther from 5 feet away, Ezra his head pops up and he smiles.

"Hello love." He hands me the flowers and begins opening the door for me. I start to get in, until I hear my name get called.

"DJ, your not driving home with me today." I see Zion yell in the parking lot.

"I'm gonna catch a ride with Ezra, I'll be home for dinner." As if I even eat Dinner, I yell that back.

"You sure?" He ask concern. I smile, it's like having an older brother the way Zion cares.

"Yeah I'll be fine, if I need anything I'll text you." I say, as he nods and gets in his car.

I do the same, then Ezra comes around to the other side settling down into his seat. All I can think about the other girl that probably sat in this same seat. The other girl that probably looks way prettier than me.
The girl that wrapped her arms around my Ezras neck and kissed him with lust.

The thoughts invade my thoughts, while Ezra drives. That's when a warm affect settles on the top of my knee, seeing Ezras hand on my knee. I blink out of my train of feelings and look up at Ezra.

"You ghosted out on me there, you okay?" He ask concern.

I nod. "Im fine."

I look ahead to see we're here, then look back to see Ezras hand still on my knee.

"I'm fine, let's go" I reinsure moving his hand gently. I open the door setting the flowers on the seat.

We find a seat near the back wall when entering.

No longer that ten seconds there appears a waiter at our table.

"Oh hey Ezra!" She says excitedly, her cheeks blushing.
She was really pretty, her eyes were green and her blonde hair fell of her shoulders. When she smiles her dimples popped, and when she talked her voice was sweet. Ezra probably thinks she's prettier than me.

When she looks toward me her smile fades, and he dimples disappeared.
"What can I get for you two?"

"Water with lemon please." I ask politely. She writes it down then turns toward Ezra and her smile appears again.
"I'll have the same." He says.

"Okay I'll be right back."

"Is that the girl you kissed." I blurted out by accident. I covered my mouth quickly.

"Dove, I didn't kiss a girl that night." He says blankly.
"I never cheated on you, I said all those things out if anger." Ezra admitted

"But why, I don't get it." I mumble.

He rubs his hand through his hair thinking if he should continue.
"It was your moms husband." He breathed out.
"Todd"

The name spilling makes me wanna throw up. I don't really consider the phrase "step-father" to use on him because he was never a father to begin with. The title father goes out to people who provide you with the support you need and Todd has never done that.

"When I was doing the job at the club, I sat for a drink and he showed up next to me drunk telling me I should stay away from you or he'll tell you everything about me and the boys."

"I was scared at the time Dove, I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to hurt you, but in the process of trying to do that I did anyways."

Our drinks are sent down by the same waitress. "If you need anything else call me." She said directing it toward Ezra with a small white piece of paper under his cup.

I rolled my eyes as she tried making a move. It kinda made me jealous, but I didn't even know what me and Ezra were at this point.

Ezra took the paper when she walked away and threw it at the back of her head. She didn't feel it because of how light it was, even so I laughed.

"My love." The nickname still gave me goosebumps when it rolled off his tongue.

"You gotta believe, you don't have to forgive me, but I'm gonna do everything in my power to gain that back." He says.

"Ezra I can't forgive you right now, I have friends you also hurt. I get it nothing won't happen unless it gets out. Well it could still get out and I really can't risk that. You have to sort this out with Josie."

"What we had was beautiful love and hating you would hurt, but loving is worse." I tell.

"Why are you talking in past tense like we're not together? We're still fucking together, we are just in an argument which all couples have and can get through. Or do you not love me anymore?" He whispered the last part.

Before I could answer some one called out Ezras names and he looked up to find who.

"Mom?"

oh shit!

Ezras mom was beautiful dirty blonde with frizzy deep curls in her hair. She had grey eyes just had Ezra talked about and perfect straight teeth. She was wearing a blue summer jumpsuit with white sandals, and she looked amazing. His mom was absolutely stunning. Though beside her holding hands, was Asher in which I haven't see in so long

Asher smiled when he walked over here and when I thought he was going to Ezra he jumped into my arms.

"Dove!" He cheered.

"Hey buddy, I missed you so much." I say kissing his forehead.

I turn my head to the beautiful lady that was hugging Ezra. "And who's this Ezra?" She question with her eyes on me.

"Mom this is Dove." Ezra says.

"Oh so this is the beautiful girlfriend that takes your words." She says with a smile.

Girlfriend? Ezra must've not told her about our argument.

I slide out of my seat to stand up to shake Ezras mom hand. When I reach out, instead she goes in for a tight hug, she smelled like vanilla and coffee. I look up to see Ezra grinning and in this moment  I was glad to see him smiling, so I smiled back also because this was the best hug ever and I haven't been hugged in awhile.

"It's so nice to meet you Ms. ..." I trail off, not knowing what to call her.

"Ms. Grey I haven't changed my last name since the divorce, but you can call me Mia."

"You can call me DJ."

Mia Grey the beautiful woman who birthed two amazing boys. That struggled through the thick and thin and is now standing in front of me.

"I thought you weren't supposed to be here for another few days" Ezra concerns his mother.

"Well your father decided to come for the fourth of July too, so I wanted to spend some alone time with my kids before we do it as a family." She clears up.

I remember Ezra telling the story of his mom and dads divorce. It was mutual so they have a co-parenting situation. Unlike Ashers dad he was a "low life piece of shit" Ezras words not mine.

Him being abusive all out the relationship to his mom, him and Asher has really changed things for all of them.

"So what are you kids thinking for the 4th?" Ms.Grey ask.

"Well we haven't really planned anything yet, but me and my friends are supposed to be going to their lake house and inviting friends and family. Yet we still don't know." I let known.

"How wonderful, everyone just spending a day together popping fire works and swimming." She smiles.

"Momma, can we please go get ice cream now." Asher tugs on her shirt from down low.

"Okay sweetie, we're going now."
"Do you guys wanna join us?"

Ezra looks at me for an answer.
"I'm sorry I have to get back home, before dinner." I say.

"No worries DJ, we'll meet again." Mia says.

She kisses Ezra on the cheek and hugs him goodbye. Unexpectedly she goes into another hug with me and I smile.
I wave goodbye to Asher and they leave the café.

"Can you take me to Mrs.Millers?" I ask Ezra.

He nods, and we leave.