"You must be Aria's boyfriend."

It hit Ville that this must be Aria's father. If he had been in her house, he might've found the piece of paper Ville had given Aria with his number written on it.

Ville swallowed. "Who is this?" He Asked.

"Is Aria there?"

"Answer my question." Ville growled.

"Do you anger easily, Ville?"

"Not usually, Unless I'm on the phone with a man who hurts his daughter." Ville Said.

"So Aria told you about me, then?"

"You cruel bastard." Ville growled. "How dare you have ever laid a hand on her."

"And how long have you known her?" Her father asked. "You have no idea how irritating she can get."

Ville literally wanted to kill him through the phone. "I'm lost for words at how disgusting you are," He said. "You are a sick human being. How do you sleep at night? Aria is nothing but perfect."

"Tell her I want to see her."

Ville clenched his fists. "Never."

"If she wants to see me, she should be allowed to." Her father Said.

"There is no way in the world she'd ever want to see your pathetic face ever again." Ville hissed.

"You know what, Ville? Why don't I just find you? I'll come see her myself."

"If you come anywhere near Aria.." Ville started.

"Just What are you gonna do about it?"

Just then, he hung up.

Ville slammed the phone down, letting out a loud growl.

"Haista paska!" He Shouted.

He hadn't noticed that Aria had just walked in the room, and she was just watching him, a look of confusion on her face.

"Ville?" She Asked.

Ville turned around, his expression softening. "Yes, my love?"

"Are...you okay?" She asked.

He bit his lip. "Uh...Yeah.." he said, tugging a bit on one of the curls that came out from under his hat.

He went over and began stirring the pancake batter again, and Aria made her way over to the counter, where she sat down in one of the chairs.

Ville wasn't sure if he should tell her that her dad called, because he was afraid to scare her.

Then again, it might be better to prepare her for what could come.

Ville cleared his throat, and Aria looked up at him.

"Ville, is something bothering you?" She Asked, tilting her head a bit and looking at him worriedly.

He bit his lip, looking up at her. He swallowed a bit. "What did your father take from your apartment?"

Aria thought for a second. "Well...I don't know.." she mumbled. "I think he took a picture of mom...and the piece of paper with your phone number...why?"

Ville took a deep breath. "Darling, don't panic.." he said. "But...he called me."

Aria's eyes widened. "He...called you?"

Ville nodded.

"What'd he say?"

"He said he wants to see you." He said, clenching his fists a bit. "I told him that you would never want to see him. He said he'd come anyway...but he doesn't know where I live."

She swallowed. "W-What if he comes?" She Asked, running her hand through her hair nervously. "H-he'll kill me...what if he kills you?"

Ville went around the counter and pulled her to his chest, running his hand through her hair.

"Shhh...love, I won't let him even lay a finger on you." He Said.

"You don't know how strong he is!" She Said, looking up at him. "He won't hesitate to hurt the two of us, and Since he's always been out to destroy my happiness, he'll for sure hurt you!"

"Darling, I promise he won't come anywhere near you." He said. "We'll stay here, where we'll be safe."

"What if we need things?" She Asked quietly. "Like food and stuff?"

"He doesn't know who I am." Ville Said. "If you felt safe enough here to stay on your own, I could go shopping."

She swallowed. "I guess so.." she said. "But what if he finds us anyway?"

"Then I'll protect you," He kissed her on the forehead. "I promise, you're safe, my love."

After the two of them ate, Ville started another fire, and they both sat on the couch, Aria laying her head on Ville's chest.

Something about just hearing him breathe and hearing his heartbeat calmed her. She knew he was right here. He was alive, and he wasn't going anywhere.

She buried her face in his chest, sighing deeply.

"I love you, Ville." She mumbled.

He smiled a bit, running his hand through her hair. "I love you too, enkeli."

"You call me that a lot, but..." she looked up at him. "What does it mean?"

He looked into her blue eyes. "Angel." He Said. "You're my angel."

She smiled, blushing a little as she looked down. "I don't deserve you."

"No, my love, it's me that doesn't deserve you." He said, looking at her face. "You are truly perfect."

Aria laughed a little. "I'm far from that.." she said, then looked up at him. "But thank you. I mean, for everything...you really didn't have to do any of this just for me."

"It's my pleasure, my dear." He said, giving her a small smile.

She laid her head back on his chest, twisting his hair around he fingers a bit.

"I'm sorry for panicking earlier.." she said quietly. "I'm just really scared of him, you know?"

"I completely understand." Ville Replied, rubbing her back in a circling motion. "After all he's done to you.." 

"I'm worried about my mom and sister, too.." she mumbled, looking up at him. "I should really call them."

"You haven't really told me about them." Ville Said. "What are they like?"

Aria smiled a little. "My mom is heavily Italian. My sister and I picked some of it up." She Said. "My sister can be very sarcastic, but she's funny."

"Is she older than you, or younger?" He asked.

"A year younger." She answered. "She was going to move out, but she decided she wanted to stay with mom. Mom had of course wanted her to have freedom, but my sister always cares about everyone before herself."

"What's her name?"

Aria sighed a little. "Jezebel." She Said. "She's always hated that name, but I love it. It sounds pretty."

Ville smiled a bit as Aria buried her face in his chest.

"Do you miss them?" He asked quietly, running his hand through her hair.

"Yeah," She Said, then looked up at him. "But now I have you."