Prolouge

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"LEXIE!" Luke calls from our bedroom. Great, I thought to myself, by now I already know that Luke's beyond pissed at God knows what. Rushing up the stairs not wanting to test his patience, I reach the door to our bedroom. Slowly, I open the door preparing myself for the worst.
"Yes Luke, need something?" I ask cautiously

"WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TOUCHING MY STUFF WHEN IM NOT HOME? DID I NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR ENOUGH TO YOU?" He stomps his way towards me with an expression that scared me of his face. Next thing I know, there's tears in my eyes while I'm on my knees clenching my stomach, coughing up blood.

This will be an amazing night.

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