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It all happened in slow motion. Andrew brought his hand across my face in a swift motion knocking me to the floor. This was the hundredth time it had happened and I was done.
"Andrew. We're done. I hate you and everything about us."
He scoffed and I got up and grabbed my stuff. I walked quickly to the Curtis house with tears threatening to spill. I walked in to find the gang sprawled everywhere. I closed the door and everyone looked at me.
"Y/N? Are you ok?" Steve asked. Steve had been my best friend for years and I told him everything. Except Andrew's abuse.
"I, uh, yeah I'm fine." I tried to walk to the kitchen only to be stopped by Darry.
"Tell what happened and why you have a bright red handprint across your cheek," Steve said cocking an eyebrow.
"Nothing! My boyf- ex-boyfriend just hit me again." I mumbled.
"He did what?!" Steve yelled.
"Please calm down Steve! It's fine! We're done I finally ended it!"
At this point, Darry pushed us to the kitchen.
"Why didn't you tell me?!"
"I didn't want you to hurt him!"
He sighed, "Y/N, this isn't ok! He was abusing you and you just think I'm going to let him get away with it?!"
"Steve! Don't hurt him!"
"Why?"
"Just don't."
"I will if I have no reason not to."
"Because he'll get his karma."
"FIne. Only because you're my friend. Cake?"
I laughed and grabbed two plates. We went out front and I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Sorry I didn't tell you."
"It's ok. Just please tell me if it happens again." I nodded and we sat through the sunset.
