Selena's POV-

I sat looking at an old gold frame. I tried to picture the memory that it holds. My heart broke a little as I played the summer day in my mind. The running of two kids who didn't know any better. Just two friends passing the time. A young girl with her head turned toward him smiling like an idiot. The boy grinning and hot on her heels. Both filled with so much life.

"Selena?" My dad bellowed from just outside my door.

"Yeah?" I answered. He threw open my door.

"Yeah? Who do you think I am? One of your punk friends? When I call you you say yes. Understand." He was in my face yelling. I trembled a little bit but answered.

"Yes." I couldn't look him in the eyes.

"What's that?" The booze was heavy on his breath. I followed his eyes to where he was looking.

"Oh, it's just an old picture. I'm going through those boxes like you told me to." This wasn't going to be good if he realized who that picture was of.

"Is that of him?" I was toast, worse than toast.

"Umm, it's of me when I was little with Kevin. Mom, must have put it in the box." I tried to shrug it off so he wouldn't be that upset.

"What the fuck is your problem!" He screamed.

"W-what?" I asked scared.

"You know the rules Selena! How many times are you going to break them and piss me off?" He cornered me to my desk.

"I'm sorry Daddy! I'll get rid of it. I'm sorry." I couldn't stop the tears.

"God, now you're crying! Stop it!" He ordered.

"I can't." I looked at him. He raised his hand. I closed my eyes and flinched back. His back hand sent me to the ground. My head swam and I couldn't see straight for a minute.

"Get up." My dad hovered over me. I moved too slow so he wrapped his hands around my arms and yanked me to my feet.

"I'm sorry!" I screamed through my tears.

"You're always sorry!" He yelled in my face.

"Daddy please, you're hurting me." I begged.

"Useless, just like your mother." He said as he shoved me backwards into my desk. He took the picture and threw it into the wall. The glass shattered.

"Clean it up." He said before storming out of my room. I bent down and collected the pieces of the picture. I dumped them into my waste basket then removed the picture. That I put behind another picture of my dad and I when I was ten. When we were happy.

Kevin's POV-

I unpack the last box into my old house. I went through it slowly. I pulled out a small book. The one from the summer I turned fourteen. I couldn't help but smile. I flipped open the old pages and dust flew out. I read the first page:

June 16, 2006

Selena told me she liked me today. I like her too but I didn't tell her. I know I should have but I was too embarassed. She was wearing a tank top and jean shorts today. I couldn't help but notice that she's starting to change. Now my mom says I can't wrestle with her anymore. I'm not sure why but my dad agrees so it must be important.

I laughed at my own thoughts and turned a few pages forward.

August 27, 2006

I kiss Selena today! Well, she kissed me. I really like her and now I understand why we aren't allowed to wrestle anymore. Selena's becoming a women and it isn't polite to touch her chest, on purpose or not. I'm going to ask Selena to be my girlfriend by the time school starts. She better say yes or I'll be really upset.

I remembered writing all of these entrys. I curled up in my bed with this silly book and my flashlight.

September 9, 2006

She said YES! School starts Monday and Selena said YES about being my girlfriend. I don't think I've ever been more happy.

"Oh, I have." I say to myself flipping to the near end of this book.

March 14, 2008

I slept with Selena tonight. I told her I loved her and meant it! She said it back! I couldn't believe she said it back! After three years of being her boyfriend I said I love you. She looked beautiful like always. But tonight was different. She just-I don't even know how to explain it.

I sat back in my couch and remembered that night. It was perfect. I smiled and turned to the last page of the book.

July 3, 2008

I hate life. I hate my parents and I hate Selena's parents too! We aren't allowed to date anymore because of them! They're punishing us for what they're doing. It's not Selena's fault her mother is sleeping with my father! My dad just told me we're moving out. That we're going to live in Nashville. I fucking hate them all! I love Selena and I don't want to leave her.

I closed the book not finishing th passage. It was too hard to read. I couldn't flip the last page and see the floded up letters Selena had written me over the years we were together. It hurts to think how life went on without us being together. I thought my heart would dry up if I didn't have Selena. I couldn't have been more right. I sighed then put the box aside. I knew the box contained all of her stuff, our stuff and I couldn't bare that. Not after three years of trying to heal a wound I couldn't.