You were in what any normal person who call an abusive relationship. You called it love. You justified every red flag. He would just hit you because he was mad, thats all, he wouldn't do it again. And then he would do it again.

This time though, he took it too far. By the time you managed to get away, you were covered in bruises. You had a black eye and your arms were green and purple from being hit.

You ran to the only person you could think of. Keegan. Your boyfriend chased after you, but you were faster. Adrenaline rush is no joke. When he answered the door you had barely said a word when he pulled you inside his home and locked the door behind him. "Are you okay? What happened?"