Se connecterBaylen stood between them both. “It’s not going down like that in my house guys. You both need to cool down,” Baylen said, pointing to opposite sides of the room.
Jeff walked over by the front door and Keegan went into the kitchen. I followed Jeff. He seemed really irritated with me. “Brees, I like you much more than I should. I know this is supposed to be casual, but man if I haven’t fallen in love with you over the last four months,” he said, shyly hiding his face from my view. I turned him around towards me and hugged him. “Jeff, I can’t give you all of myself right now and I don’t want to break your heart,” I said, cupping his face with one hand. He pressed his hand gently over mine. He grimaced a bit as if he knew exactly what I was going to say. “I did this. I messed up and now I have to deal with that Brees. If you can ever truly forgive me and let me into your heart, let me know,” he said, gently kissing my lips. I tried to kiss him back, but he pulled away. He grabbed his jacket and walked out of the front door. I felt a slight bit of sadness. I had also grown really fond of Jeff. But my love for Keegan always took over. Especially after what we shared. I went back into the living room and noticed Gage had everyone’s attention with a card trick. I decided to go and find Keegan. I walked into the kitchen. He was sitting at the island on one of the bar stools, rolling an orange back and forth that he had grabbed from the fruit basket. He looked up when I entered the room. “Hey,” I said, cautiously as I approached him. “Are you alright?” He glanced at me and then looked away quickly. “I’m fine. Go back to the party,” he said, not even looking back at me. “You don’t seem fine. You seem upset. You don’t have to pretend that everything is okay. It’s all fucked right now and I know it’s both of our faults,” I acknowledged. He turned towards me. His eyes looked so angry, so hurt. I thought about everything that had just happened in the last week and it made my chest hurt. I could feel my knees getting weak. I tried to brace myself on the island so that I wouldn’t fall. Keegan jumped up and grabbed me by my elbows. “Brees, are you alright? Sit down for a second,” he suggested, walking me over to the dining room table. My heart was racing and I knew this feeling all too well. I was having another panic attack. I focused on my breathing like Allison had shown me. It seemed to be helping. I could see the pink flow back into my fingernails with each deep breath. Keegan rubbed my back gently while I inhaled. “Thank you,” I said. “I’ve been having those a lot lately.” “Of course, Brees. I’m always gonna be here for you. It doesn’t matter what we are going through. I will drop everything for you,” he said, giving me a gentle hug. I was thankful he was there with me during my attack. He really made me feel better. At that moment I forgot to be upset with him and he had forgotten to be upset with me. I forgot that he had broken my heart and that he slept at Isadora’s house while he stroked my back.The morning came in brutally. I rolled over begrudgingly and stopped my alarm. My head was hurting and my mind was racing. I had stayed up all night thinking about Keegan. His game was televised last night and I mindlessly watched. Seeing him actually enter the game in the 4th quarter was breathtaking. Keegan was a freshman so he didn’t get a lot of playing time. But on this day he did. I held my breath every time he was near the ball. Recalling the time from Homecoming when he had been knocked on conscious. My heart went back to that time. When he had seen me in my dress. The way his eyes had went over my body and face. Soaking in every inch. The way he gulped when I came closer. That made me smile. No Brees. Stop it. You aren’t his anymore. Today, I was going to the petting zoo with my softball team. They were doing team bonding. There were mazes, games, food and more at the petting zoo. She thought about the fun she would have with Harper and Quinn. She
Meanwhile, at LSU, Keegan sat on the edge of his dorm bed staring at his phone. Brees was still blocked from nothing on his end. She had blocked him. He had tried once. He’d stared at the message he’d typed for nearly twenty minutes before finally deleting it. I miss you. Too simple. I’m sorry. Not enough. I didn’t mean it. A lie. Because he had meant what he’d said in that moment. He had been scared. Scared of their families. Scared of what happened next. Scared of how serious everything had become. But he’d never been scared of Brees. That was the part he couldn’t explain. He could face thousands of people in a stadium. He could handle the pressure of LSU. He could handle everything his future demanded from him. But the thought of admitting how much he loved his best friend’s little sister terrified him. And now he’d lost her. He wanted to drive home and scoop her up in his arms and let her know that his love for her had not changed and that they needed to be
Brees thought blocking Keegan would make it easier.It didn’t.It just made everything quieter.His name no longer appeared on her phone.No late-night texts.No random pictures from his day.No stupid videos he knew would make her laugh when she was trying not to.No You awake? at midnight.Nothing.And somehow, nothing hurt worse than everything.She had stared at his contact for almost ten minutes before finally pressing Block Contact.Her thumb had hovered over the button.Once.Twice.Three times.Then she had done it.Because she couldn’t keep being the girl who waited for Keegan to decide what they were.Especially after what happened in front of their mothers.After her mom found out they’d been sleeping together, Keegan had promised her.“It won’t happen again.”Brees had wanted him to promise they would be safe. Not that it would never happen again.She had wanted that promise to mean he was choosing her.Instead, when their mothers asked what was happening between them, Kee
“Wow, okay. Yeah, we are focusing on our sports and I’m getting more serious about Jagger since she is moving here next semester,” I said. His head whipped around so quickly. He looked confused. After our moms excused themselves, he moved closer to me on the couch. “Brees, what did you mean about you and Jagger?” he asked. “Well you said we weren’t together, so I assumed that meant what you said this morning about being in love with me was complete bull crap. What was that Kee?” I asked. At this point I was holding tears inside so hard that I thought my heart might explode. He grabbed my hand and didn’t let me pull away. “I felt like that was the right thing to say for now. Your mom seemed upset that we have been having sex. I didn’t want to give her anything else to worry about. I’m really sorry I said that. You know I absolutely love you with all my heart Squirt,” he said, bumping my chin. I shook my head. “No Keegan, I don’t know that. You have had a weird way of
I looked at her with my mouth agape. Was she seriously having this conversation with Keegan in the next room? RAP! RAP! A knock on the door saved the day. Keegan poked his head inside and Ms. Kyren was right behind him. “You guys all good in here?” he asked. I nodded and tried to push him out of the room, but my mom made him sit down on the couch instead. “Join us for a moment you two. I was just discussing the protocol of safe sex with Brees,” my mom blurted. How embarrassing. She really didn’t need to do this right here just because Casey slipped up. Keegan fidgeted a bit and looked at his mom for reassurance. You could see how uncomfortable he was. “Oh they are safe Missy. I told Keegan they needed protection every time they were together and he promised me that they would,” Ms. Kyren said. My mom’s face turned a deep shade of red. I don’t think she was ready to hear that I had already been sleeping with Keegan. She turned to me specifically. Her eyes narrowing in on mi
We made our way to my mom’s house. When we arrived I saw Casey’s car in the driveway. I was happy that she came. I had invited her, but she had been missing in action all day. She got out of her car when she saw me and she ran to me. It looked like she had been crying. I reached out and hugged her tightly. “What’s wrong my Casey girl? Did Cyman do something?” I asked. She nodded her head aggressively. Keegan looked at me and smiled and excused himself after giving Casey a warm hug. He went into the house so that we could talk. “So remember during the back to school party you saw Cyman and I… well we were sleeping together up until Thanksgiving Break,” Casey said wiping tears on her jean jacket. “Okay. I knew this information Case. What’s the deal?” I badgered. I will admit, I was a little perplexed that she was even bringing up his name when she knows I can’t stand him after how he treated her. “James… I’m pregnant,” Casey sputtered out. I almost dropped my phone. Did she ju







