"Are you sure your ok Candy?" My boyfriend asked me that night on the phone after I had told him what happened right before on my way home.

"Yes Justin I'm fine I told you that that group of greasers saved me." I said. I had already told him that about a billon times. He was a little over protective of me. He thought he was so much older and smarter than me too even though he was only sixteen.

"Yeah well I should have been there not those white trash greasers." he said in a disgusted voice. The truth is he should have been there. He shouldn't have let me walk home alone. He knew I always went through greaser territory.

"Justin its not your fault don't worry about it." I lied. I couldn't help but keep thinking about Sodapop though.

"Whatever you should have just let me walk you home but your stubborn." he said getting irritated.

"I know I'm sorry Justin." I said. I wasn't sorry though he is my boyfriend he should be looking out for me.

"Next time use your head!" he yelled and hung up the phone. He was always like this. My friends keep telling me to break up with him but I cant bring myself to do it. He always yells at me or hits me or even cheats on me and then calls me back or sends me flowers. I know seep down he's a good guy though. I just have to trust that things will get better with us or that he will change the way he is. Then just as I expected the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby I'm sorry for yelling at you do you forgive me?"

"Yeah or course babe but I'm going to go to sleep it's been a rough night."

"What you don't love me any more I told you I was sorry!" he snapped back.

"No, of course I love you I'm just tired." I answered. Then I heard the phone click. He had hung up. I turned off the light and went to sleep. I would deal with Justin tomorrow.

The next morning I heard a knock on the door. It was Justin.

"Hey candy!" he said cheerfully. He always called me Candy instead of Candace. Some of my friends called me that too.

"Hey Justin" I replied.

"I want to take you out to lunch to make up for last night." he said. See? He always found a way to make up for it.

"Okay" I said fallowing him out the door. We drove for a while then he started to hit the steering wheel.

"Damn it, I'm about to run out of gas!" he yelled he has a pretty short temper.

"There's a DX up there." I said pointing into greaser territory.

"Fine but them greasers better not give me any shit or it will be on you." he said pulling into the DX. Oh my gosh! I saw Sodapop outside! He worked at the DX?

He gave me a nice warm smile and then looked at Justin and the smile dropped. Justin was a big tough guy. He had blond hair and played football.

"Filler up grease." Justin said to soda.

"Candy I'll be inside getting a Pepsi watch these greasers." Justin instructed.

"Can you get me a coke?" I asked Justin.

"Do you have any money?" he asked.

"No." I said shaking my head.

"Then I guess not." he answered. He was such a jerk sometimes!

"Thanks for everything last night." I said to Sodapop and Steve when Justin went inside.

"No problem, what are you doing with a guy like him though?" Steve asked.

"I don't know but I am." I sighed.

"So are you guys pretty good friends?" I asked. But then Justin came out.

"Did I tell you to talk to these greasers?" Justin asked getting into the car.

"I don't think she asked." Steve said.

"Shut up grease!" Justin yelled.

"Hey leave them alone!" I yelled.

"Don't tell me what to do you bitch!" he yelled slapping me across the face.

"Now get out of the car!" he yelled. I did. Then he sped off.

"Are you ok?" Sodapop asked walking over to me and examining me cheek.

I nodded. "I'm ok he does it all the time." I answered

"And your still with him?" Sodapop asked.

I nodded "I'm his girl but I don't know for how much longer." I said.

"Here." Steve said handing me a coke.

"Thanks." I said with a smile. Then I saw Justin's car coming back but this time he had friends.

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