Chapter 4. Here's To Teenage Memories

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When I got home I sprinted up the stairs. I flung open my door and pulled out an old briefcase that was hidden under my bed.

"It's got to be here somewhere, I mumbled.

Once I found what I was looking for, I picked it up and set it on my bed. I opened up the scrapbook and started flipping through it. I made this last year in hopes of keeping track of memories during high school.

Well it sure has some memories; not necessarily good ones.

I flipped the next page and that's when I saw the picture.

The picture was taken at my neighborhood park, me and my boyfriend at the time; Justin were holding hands.

I closed my eyes as I thought about my relationship with Justin.

We started dating in 9th Grade, our relationship was going great in the beginning. When 10th grade finally rolled around, that's when things started going downhill. At first, things started off small, he would yell at me, but then things got bad, fast. Yelling turned into slapping and slapping turned into rape. With the help of my family and friends, I escaped the relationship and Justin is facing some time in jail.

I slammed the yearbook shut and I hid it back under my bed.

How did Luke know Justin?

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