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problem anymore . I shouldn’t have called you.” With that, I hang up the phone, shutting Keegan out. Or so I thought.
I’m still in the corner crying not long after when someone busts through my door. I scream , throwing my hands over my mouth. I cower, not even looking at my intruder. I feel arms around me and I shriek while trying to get myself free.
“Bec , open your eyes! It’s just me!” Hearing his voice, my eyes pop open and my screams become silent. I’m trembling and the sobs coming from me are panicked. I can’t catch my breath. I’m happy on one hand that he’s here. Keegan came, but now he will know my secret.
“How did you find me?” My words shake out from me through my sobs.
“I was at the school when you called. I knew you lived in the dorms because your brother had told me. I started in this direction as soon as your name displayed on my phone. I asked where your room was and someone told me the rest of the way. I don’t know how I knew, but I knew you were in trouble. How can I remember that and the way your voice changes? How can I feel your panic before you even called me, but not remember you?” He brushes my hair off my face and looks so unlike the Keegan I have known.
“Bec , why did you hang up? I thought we were… I thought you came to me when things scared you or you needed someone?” I just stay still and silent for as long as possible. This isn’t the Keegan I knew; this is someone new. “Bec, look at me please.” I hesitate, knowing once I look into those eyes it will be over, and I will answer whatever he asks. He puts his hands under my chin and brings my eyes right to his.
“Keegan, I’m not your problem anymore.” I see hurt in his eyes but I know if he remembered me I’d be staring at devastation.
“Things may be screwed up and I may not remember you here.” He points to his head. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t care because as much as I don’t understand it, I remember you here.” His hand falls just over his heart. “Bec, I will always come when you call. I’m not going anywhere. You promised no matter what you’d hold me to being friends.”
I don’t know what to say to Keegan. He has never been like this before so I just nod. “Now tell me, Bec, what has you in knots and shaking?” I peek over to my pillow and he follows my gaze. He gets up and walks to my bed, picking up the black rose with the attached card. “Soon? Bec, what the fuck is this? Is this left over from Dillon?” I shake my head than tell him everything.
“No, one , because it’s not dead just painted black. Two, it wasn’t here when I went to the shower and when I came back my door wasn’t closed properly. Three, well, this isn’t the first message I’ve gotten since Dillon died. Since he’s not around, I think I have another problem.”
I finally look at him and he doesn’t look at all pleased by my sarcasm. “Don’t be a smartass. Who knows about all this? "I shake my head because , until recently, no one knew until Jake saw the note. “Fine. What other messages?” I pull myself together before trying to speak.
“He may not have finished the job but I will.” His eyes turn f rom rage to fear. He goes to put his arms out for me but lets them fall back to his side. “I found the note in my dorm while you were all in the hospital. I thought someone was just screwing with me but now I’m not so sure.”
“Bec, you can’t stay here tonight . Come back to my place.” A part of me wants to jump to that offer but I shake my head.
“That’s not a good idea , Keegan, and you know it.” He looks worried but then smirks. “Either go to your brother’s or you are coming home with me, good idea or not.” Keegan has always been sexy but this attitude is something he never showed me. He treated me like a fragile doll and I guess with good reason but he’s got me so worked up. He’s just looking at me now. I stir at the way he’s looking at me, trying to
I’m still in the corner crying not long after when someone busts through my door. I scream , throwing my hands over my mouth. I cower, not even looking at my intruder. I feel arms around me and I shriek while trying to get myself free.
“Bec , open your eyes! It’s just me!” Hearing his voice, my eyes pop open and my screams become silent. I’m trembling and the sobs coming from me are panicked. I can’t catch my breath. I’m happy on one hand that he’s here. Keegan came, but now he will know my secret.
“How did you find me?” My words shake out from me through my sobs.
“I was at the school when you called. I knew you lived in the dorms because your brother had told me. I started in this direction as soon as your name displayed on my phone. I asked where your room was and someone told me the rest of the way. I don’t know how I knew, but I knew you were in trouble. How can I remember that and the way your voice changes? How can I feel your panic before you even called me, but not remember you?” He brushes my hair off my face and looks so unlike the Keegan I have known.
“Bec , why did you hang up? I thought we were… I thought you came to me when things scared you or you needed someone?” I just stay still and silent for as long as possible. This isn’t the Keegan I knew; this is someone new. “Bec, look at me please.” I hesitate, knowing once I look into those eyes it will be over, and I will answer whatever he asks. He puts his hands under my chin and brings my eyes right to his.
“Keegan, I’m not your problem anymore.” I see hurt in his eyes but I know if he remembered me I’d be staring at devastation.
“Things may be screwed up and I may not remember you here.” He points to his head. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t care because as much as I don’t understand it, I remember you here.” His hand falls just over his heart. “Bec, I will always come when you call. I’m not going anywhere. You promised no matter what you’d hold me to being friends.”
I don’t know what to say to Keegan. He has never been like this before so I just nod. “Now tell me, Bec, what has you in knots and shaking?” I peek over to my pillow and he follows my gaze. He gets up and walks to my bed, picking up the black rose with the attached card. “Soon? Bec, what the fuck is this? Is this left over from Dillon?” I shake my head than tell him everything.
“No, one , because it’s not dead just painted black. Two, it wasn’t here when I went to the shower and when I came back my door wasn’t closed properly. Three, well, this isn’t the first message I’ve gotten since Dillon died. Since he’s not around, I think I have another problem.”
I finally look at him and he doesn’t look at all pleased by my sarcasm. “Don’t be a smartass. Who knows about all this? "I shake my head because , until recently, no one knew until Jake saw the note. “Fine. What other messages?” I pull myself together before trying to speak.
“He may not have finished the job but I will.” His eyes turn f rom rage to fear. He goes to put his arms out for me but lets them fall back to his side. “I found the note in my dorm while you were all in the hospital. I thought someone was just screwing with me but now I’m not so sure.”
“Bec, you can’t stay here tonight . Come back to my place.” A part of me wants to jump to that offer but I shake my head.
“That’s not a good idea , Keegan, and you know it.” He looks worried but then smirks. “Either go to your brother’s or you are coming home with me, good idea or not.” Keegan has always been sexy but this attitude is something he never showed me. He treated me like a fragile doll and I guess with good reason but he’s got me so worked up. He’s just looking at me now. I stir at the way he’s looking at me, trying to
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