I know he doesn’t want to bring her to me. He’d probably rather punch me in the head. Hey, there’s a thought. Maybe it will bring back my memory. When he left, I felt my chest tighten, with what feels like fear, about what she’s going to say to me. What the hell is wrong with my dumb ass? I’ve never felt shit like this before, not even with Sarah. That scares the shit out of me even more because I wish I could remember her. And why do I feel this constant panic without her around? I get up to put all my stuff in the corner, and wait. “Hey, dude, I just wanted to find out when you want me to take you to your place.” Drake hasn’t said much, but to give the man credit, I haven’t been up to much talking.
“I’ll be ready soon… I’m waiting to talk to Bec.” I see Drake tense and I’m surprised as shit by his reaction. “BECCA. Her name is Becca.” I don’t need to justify my shit to him. “Always be Bec to me and I don’t think she needs another dick trying to get to her, eh, man?” Before I can regret what I’ve said I am pushed up against the wall of my hospital room. “Becca will always be Becca. Just cause your brain is having a shit time doesn’t mean you will treat her like an option, man. I won’t let it and if Potts heard that shit you just spewed out of that dumbass mouth of yours, you’d be sporting a fat lip. I don’t think it’s a good idea, man. Just let her go with some of her heart left intact, man.” I move out of his grasp and try to comprehend his words. “What if I can’t let her go though?”
“Ah, Key, I can’t tell you what to do, man, but this whole thing is just messed up. Becca is barely keeping it together; Jake is doing well and will be heading home soon. Before you get your shit out of joint, they aren’t together because, unlike that tramp you are fucking with, Becca doesn’t move on like a hooker looking for her next fix. So remember that shit when you wake up and have put her through hell with all this Sarah shit. If you break her, I will break you, and don’t doubt that. Text me when you’re done and you better leave her in the same condition or better than what she came to you in.” With that, he stomps out, leaving me reeling from his rant.
I’m still trying to get my shit together when I hear a soft knock at the door and Bec peeks her timid face in. “Can I come in, Keegan?” She’s beautiful, and not just in an ‘I want her way.’ She’s so beautiful, it should be damn well illegal. Wars would be fought over this beauty. I’d fight till my death for her. Whoa! Where in the ever loving hell did that come from? “Thanks for coming, Bec. I wanted to talk to you, if that is alright?” She nods and all I see is this gorgeous creature looking at me. Her eyes are the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen; the only way to describe them is that they are crystal blue. You can see so much of what she is feeling by her eyes and she wants to be anywhere but here with me. I feel a pain in my heart as I realize I’ve caused her this feeling. She has this long blonde hair that has different shades in it now that she’s fully under the light. Her body… Well, I know what I want to do to it and it’s nothing I’m ashamed of. Shit, how could I have not gone there with her? If I did, how come I can’t remember? In this florescent light, no one is supposed to look this damn beautiful. She goes to open her mouth to talk but all I see are her lips, pink and perfect, just like the rest of her. I have to kiss her.
“Keegan?” Ah, shit, she was saying something and I was too busy looking at her lips to actually listen. “You wanted to see me?” I don’t know what I’ve done to her to make her this way. I have this feeling that I should be the only one feeling timid and embarrassed, as if I’ve harmed her in some way. “Yeah, Bec, let’s sit and talk. Is that going to be alright?” She nods and I walk over to the bed and pat the bottom of it for her to
“I’ll be ready soon… I’m waiting to talk to Bec.” I see Drake tense and I’m surprised as shit by his reaction. “BECCA. Her name is Becca.” I don’t need to justify my shit to him. “Always be Bec to me and I don’t think she needs another dick trying to get to her, eh, man?” Before I can regret what I’ve said I am pushed up against the wall of my hospital room. “Becca will always be Becca. Just cause your brain is having a shit time doesn’t mean you will treat her like an option, man. I won’t let it and if Potts heard that shit you just spewed out of that dumbass mouth of yours, you’d be sporting a fat lip. I don’t think it’s a good idea, man. Just let her go with some of her heart left intact, man.” I move out of his grasp and try to comprehend his words. “What if I can’t let her go though?”
“Ah, Key, I can’t tell you what to do, man, but this whole thing is just messed up. Becca is barely keeping it together; Jake is doing well and will be heading home soon. Before you get your shit out of joint, they aren’t together because, unlike that tramp you are fucking with, Becca doesn’t move on like a hooker looking for her next fix. So remember that shit when you wake up and have put her through hell with all this Sarah shit. If you break her, I will break you, and don’t doubt that. Text me when you’re done and you better leave her in the same condition or better than what she came to you in.” With that, he stomps out, leaving me reeling from his rant.
I’m still trying to get my shit together when I hear a soft knock at the door and Bec peeks her timid face in. “Can I come in, Keegan?” She’s beautiful, and not just in an ‘I want her way.’ She’s so beautiful, it should be damn well illegal. Wars would be fought over this beauty. I’d fight till my death for her. Whoa! Where in the ever loving hell did that come from? “Thanks for coming, Bec. I wanted to talk to you, if that is alright?” She nods and all I see is this gorgeous creature looking at me. Her eyes are the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen; the only way to describe them is that they are crystal blue. You can see so much of what she is feeling by her eyes and she wants to be anywhere but here with me. I feel a pain in my heart as I realize I’ve caused her this feeling. She has this long blonde hair that has different shades in it now that she’s fully under the light. Her body… Well, I know what I want to do to it and it’s nothing I’m ashamed of. Shit, how could I have not gone there with her? If I did, how come I can’t remember? In this florescent light, no one is supposed to look this damn beautiful. She goes to open her mouth to talk but all I see are her lips, pink and perfect, just like the rest of her. I have to kiss her.
“Keegan?” Ah, shit, she was saying something and I was too busy looking at her lips to actually listen. “You wanted to see me?” I don’t know what I’ve done to her to make her this way. I have this feeling that I should be the only one feeling timid and embarrassed, as if I’ve harmed her in some way. “Yeah, Bec, let’s sit and talk. Is that going to be alright?” She nods and I walk over to the bed and pat the bottom of it for her to
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