The Broken Girl (Lonely Girl Book 2) by Gracie Wilson

hasn’t let go of me. I try to pull and struggle against him. “Bec , if you don’t cut that shit out right now…” I break free of his grasp and go to take off again. Thinking I’m actually getting away from Keegan was my first mistake. “Have it your way, Becca.” He scoops me up throwing me over his shoulder.
    “Keegan , put me down!”  I scream.
    “Fuck that shit. You aren’t getting out of this we have some serious shit to talk about.” With Keegan’s response , I give up the fight. I know I won’t be able to get away from him. Keegan continues to carry me up the path until we have reached our spot. He sets me down on the rock formation and I don’t bother trying to get away this time.
    “Okay , you have me where you want me, so how about you tell me what the hell you want from me?
    Keegan puts his hands up in the air with frustration. “Cut the shit , Bec, it’s not cute.”
    “Being cute? Why , it got me into this fricking mess? I just want to walk around, go to my classes, finish the semester, and leave!” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them; I look to the ground hoping it will open up and swallow me whole.
    Keegan stomps right up to me and brings his hands to my face. “Leave? What the hell does that mean?”
    “Keegan, I have to, I need too. I’m going to finish what I said I would. I’m going to be done with my first year soon. Charlotte wants to take me away for the summer and then I’m coming back for my final year here. I will be transferring to an art school after that. I promised my dad I’d do two years and then I would go to art school. I’m going to try talking him into it at the end of the semester again. Maybe he will let me start this September instead of doing another year. If not, I will do what I promised; you will all be graduating that year anyways. But at some point I have to do what’s right for me.” Keegan looks overloaded with the information I’ve giving him.
    “No , Becca, you can’t leave at the end of this year. You have to stay. Alec needs you and so does Jake.” He still hasn’t let go of my face.
    “They will be fine, Jake and I aren’t even talking . It will be better this way for them and for me.” With that, Keegan lets go of my face and spins around, taking a few steps away from me.
    “What about me , Becca?” I see that his shoulders are tense. “You will be fine too. I’m a phone call away. Besides, it might be better for you too.”
    “Screw that, you’re running away. If that’s what you want I guess I can’t stop you.”
    Keegan’s words feel like ice. “Keegan please, just let me go.”
    He turns to me with his eyes full of sadness. “I need you , Becca, I won’t be fine. I won’t be better off without you here.”
    “Keegan…” At this moment , I’m barely keeping it together.
    “I wish I could give you what you want, because this is killing me. Becca , please stay. Fine, go away with Charlotte if that’s what you want, but don’t stay away. Come back give me that time. Help me remember. We all need you Becca. There is a party tonight at one of the teammate’s houses. Come out. I know I’d love to see you having fun and I know Alec would too.” The old Keegan never would have been this open and raw with me. It’s refreshing and scaring my heart at the same time.
    Keegan walks over to me. “Let me walk you back , Becca. You have a party to get ready for.”
     
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    Standing in front of my mirror, I’m not sure how I feel about the outfit. Charlotte came over to help me get ready. I was thankful until I saw what she brought me to wear. Looking down, I see the silver mini-skirt, which is barely covering anything. My legs look longer than they actually are and the pink sparkling six inch heels help with that. She gave me a matching pink sparkling halter-top to wear with it.  It has no back to it and dips in the front, only being held together with a small silver pin at my breasts. My hair is