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I spent ten minutes sitting on my bed staring at the duffle bag I'd packed. Beside it were the four-hundred dollars I had saved up and the MAC card where I had about two-thousand dollars in the bank.

My family had arrived home mere minutes after I discovered I was pregnant. My mother called me down for dinner but I declined. Derek went up to his room and blasted music.

I had to leave that night. No doubt, I needed to get out. I couldn't do that to my family. They were so respected in the community. If everyone found out their teenage daughter was pregnant people would look down at them.

For some reason I snuck into Derek's room. I thought he would still be up because his music was playing but there he was lying in bed with a book across his chest. Great Expectations, the cover read. After I turned down his music, I looked over at my sleeping stepbrother. I smiled in spite of my situation. Gently I took the book form his hands and placed the bookmark in his place. I put the book right on his nightstand before turning back to him. He looked so peaceful just like the night after my first attack. Just then, I remembered what I had taken from Mr. Robinson.

Swiftly I flew down the steps and took it out of my bag. Everyone else seemed to be asleep. I crept back into Derek's room and scribbled down a note.

"Derek,

Look I know you would rather jump off a bridge into a pit of needles then help me but please just this once. I'm gone. Ran off. The test was positive. Don't tell your dad or my mom.

This binder has crucial evidence. Take it to the police. It was Mr. Robinson. He raped me three times. Along with many other girls. Please Derek I'm begging you to do this one thing for me.

Casey"

I put the binder on his nightstand by Great Expectations with the note on top. My eyes shifted to his sleeping face. Without thinking, I leaned down and pressed my lips to his. Through the kiss, he mumbled "Love you…" probably dreaming about some blond bimbo. I felt a thorn in my heart and left him to his dreams.

I had my keys in hand and walked down to the garage. My mom and George got me a car for my sixteenth birthday but I rarely ever drove it. I slid into the driver side and put the duffle bag on the passenger seat. Twelve oh two, the clock flashed as I started the engine. I pulled out of the garage and down the street. Time to start my new life.

I rented an apartment in the city not far from my home. For months, I lived there alone with a swelling belly. I got a job as a waitress down the street. It was during a midnight shift that I met him.

"Are you done sir?" I asked the young man looking down at a book.

"Oh…uh yeah." He seemed too absorbed in his reading to pay much attention.

I came back a moment later. "Do you want desert?"

Finally, he looked up. He had the softest chocolate eyes I'd ever seen. "Uh…" he mumbled and I noticed a faint blush creep up his cheeks. "Yeah I guess…what would you recommend?"

I smiled at him. "Well the apple pie is good but personally I'd go for the sundae."

"Then I'll have that." As I walked away to get his desert I felt his eyes on me.

"Wow this looks great." He commented then looked up at me. "Why don't you have a seat?"

"I don't know. My shift doesn't end for another hour."

He looked around the room. "Oh yeah…you're right. Your customers need you." He was the only one in the restaurant.

"Okay. I guess I can spare a few minutes." We spent the next hour talking about anything and everything.

"Oh god I have to close up." We walked up to the register and he paid for his dinner. He left and I grabbed my coat before locking the door. To my surprise, Caleb was waiting outside for me.

"Can I walk you home Casey?"

"It's not that far away." I started down the sidewalk. He was right on my tail.

"If I get an extra couple of minutes with you I'll enjoy it."

We walked for a moment in silence before he turned to me. "Do you mind me asking how old you are?"

"I'm about seventeen." I said and looked down in shame.

"Did you and your boyfriend get a little…touchy?"

"No…uh…I was…r-raped. By my English teacher." I'd never actually said that out loud.

"Oh…I'm so sorry. Such a beautiful girl like you should never have to go through that."

I smiled and commented bitterly "No one should ever have to go through that." We fell into silence again and I reached the door. To my apartment building. "Caleb?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Will I see you again?"

He smiled and leaned forward. He gave me a gentle kiss. "Of course."

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