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

think of anything else but his hands on me.
    “I’m going to call Drake and Charlotte to come get me. Drake isn’t t oo happy with you so it’s probably a good idea if you leave first.” He nods and I make the call. They tell me they will be here in 10 minutes. I tell them nothing about this.
    “Keegan , don’t tell anyone. I don’t want anyone to freak out. I will tell them if it happens again.” A lie. I know if I don’t have to tell anyone, I won’t. It’s time I handle things on my own.
    “I won’t keep this secret forever , Bec. If I think they need to know, I will tell them and you can be pissed at me all you want.”
    I thank him and wait for him to leave. He walks over to the door but stops at my dresser. There is a picture of him and I just before Christmas. We look so happy as if we don’t have a care in the world. Things had just started to get good for us then. “We look happy.”
    I walk up and take the picture from him. “We were , Keegan. Remember we were friends too. That’s not going to change.”
    I look at him to see he is staring at my necklace. “I must have loved you to give you this. It’s my grandmother ’s.”
    This is news to me. I go to take it off but he stops me. “No, I want you to have it. I gave it to you for a reason obviously.” I shake my head and try to get it off again. “Things have changed and this should be with you for someone you spend your life with.”
    “We don’t know that this isn’t still going to happen for us , Bec. So please keep it.” He goes to the door and opens it slightly before stopping. I see him struggling with his emotions but when he speaks, I am stunned.
    “All the shrinks say it’s my brains way of dealing with it all. I may not remember you in every aspect. But I remember your smell, the way my body reacts when it touches you. I know it wants you; a part of me does too. This is just so fucked up. God , they said it wouldn’t be damn easy but, damn it, they never told me it feels like I was having my heart ripped out every time I have to walk away from you.” With that, he pulls the door the rest of the way open and leaves me sitting here thinking.
    Who the hell is that? How do I love him already? My new Keegan , all screwed up, not knowing which way to go.

Chapter Twelve
     
     
     
     
    “Becca , are you alright?” I look at Drake, who came up to get me while Charlotte waits in the car.
    “I just need to get back to the hospital . Jake’s probably is wondering where I am?” By the look on Drake’s face he’s probably called Drake a number of times already. “I went for a walk and I just lost track of time.” He nods at me and grabs me for a hug. I feel him tense and I realize the rose is still on my bed. I pull back and he’s staring at it. I pull back and follow his line of sight to the rose. “I have an admirer.” I was trying to play it off as a joke but I can tell he’s not buying it. Drake doesn’t want to call me out on it right now. However, I know he will be keeping a closer eye on me from now on. To be honest, that’s probably a good thing. Someone is definitely after me or, at the very least, trying to scare me into leaving. They might just win and get what they want. I might just leave Lakehead.
    “Drake , have you ever regretted something that you could still change?” He looks taken aback by what I’ve said but I wait for his answer.
    “Becca , I regretted how I treated you, and how I went out of my way to make your life a living hell.” I just nod because I know he means this. I say what I’ve been thinking since I was in the Netherlands.
    “I regret coming to Lakehead.” I hear him gasp and I look away from him.
    “So what are you going to do?”
    I take a deep breath and try to keep my voice as calm as possible. “I’m going to finish this year, but next year I will start applying to art schools in Europe.” I feel Drake’s hand on my shoulder and I know he’s trying to comfort me.