Dilemma

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Is he seriously proposing? No, no, no this cannot be happening! He was high anyways, he probably doesn't know what he is doing. Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by a loud banging on the door.

"Open the door!!! I know you are in there! Stop it!" Some girl shouted like a crazy woman. I was scared and panicked. Maybe it was an obsessed fan or something.

Keith looked at me and seemed paralyzed and didn't know what to do. I ran towards the door and slightly opened it, but found the door being harshly pushed wide open. 

"Where is she?!" She yelled once more. My heart was beating at a rapid pace. The woman turned around, revealing her face. It was Anita, and she looked very pregnant. 

"Are you trying to ruin my life? Why are you trying to seduce the father of my future child?!" She slapped my face and continued to scream at me. I didn't even flinch. "Don't you dare touch me like that ever again, understand me?" I pointed my finger at her. I wanted to slap her back so bad, but I knew I had to act like the bigger person. Anyways, she was confused and misunderstanding all of this situation.

She pushed me against the wall, "If I ever see you within 5 meters near him, I will make sure he doesn't get to see this baby ever !" She threatened me.

"Look this is all a misunderstanding! I..."I tried to explain. She didn't believe in my innocence, "Shut up you whore!" Anita lashed out. She turned back to Keith, "And you!" She noticed Keith's engagement ring box on his hands and as Keith kept one knee down, she realized what had happen.

She kicked him, took my purse and threw it at him several times. He responded by pushing her back, to defend himself. "If you weren't pregnant right now, I would have hit the hell out of you, you mother fucking bitch!" He shouted.

"Aaaaa!!! Shut the hell up! Let's go home!" She pulled his hair.

He ran towards me, gave me the box and left with Anita. I was extremely confused and concerned. Talk about toxic and abusive...

Once my heart beat at a regular pace, I collected my things, payed the check and left the cafe as fast as I could. I didn't know what to do with the ring anyways. I called Mick over and gave it to him, so he could give it to Keith. Then, it was time for me to promote my new song, "These boots are made for walkin' " apparently I was also successful as a solo. Who new?! 

Afterwards, I decided to go look for George and tell him what had happened. He was very surprised and he began to grow worried. 

"Let's get married, before that bastard takes you away from me!" He laughed.

"You think he's going to take me away? Oh, common! I love you and only you!" I kissed his lips.

"But, I'm serious! I want to marry you, soon!" George insisted, making my heart flutter. 

"Fine! Let's get married!" I hugged him tightly. Funny enough, we spent the whole night planning it. We were going to get married in a week and then spend two weeks in a lovely little Caribbean  island for our honeymoon. It was going to be a small ceremony with just are closest friends and family, but then we would hold a large party for all of our guests .

"I'm kind of tired, I'll wait for you in bed!" He kissed my lips and left. "I'll call Mick to see how it's going and I'll come right up, love!" I ran and called Mick. 

"Hey, how is Keith?" I asked him.

"Babe, you're not gonna like this....they are filled with bruises and rashes everywhere. The thing is I heard them shag a few minutes later. That's literally all they do. So, I guess they are okay now. You should talk to him when you get the chance, anyways,"

"Oh no! It's too bad you guys left...well tell him I hope he is feeling better and to call me when he can,"

"Sure thing, babe. Goodnight!"

"Goodnight!" I hung up. Took a deep breath and walked upstairs. I don't know why, but I was more determined to spend the rest of my life with George than ever. Keith worried me, but drained my energy and I could feel my worrisome turning into an unhealthy habit, whenever I was with him. However, I still felt responsible for him and hated him seeing him so lost in life. My goals for this month were to visit George's family, get married to him, help Keith out of the toxic relationship, maybe match him up with someone, and get him to stop using drugs to avoid reality or as his new "lifestyle".

I hopped into bed with George and snuggled with him. "I love you!" I whispered into his ear. He smiled and replied, "I love myself too!" I pushed him and he chuckled. "I'm kidding! I love you more!" He pulled me in even closer and kissed my cheek.

"No, I love you more!" I stared deeply into his shimmering eyes. He returned the stare and I could feel us connect and showing our amount of love through just a simple gaze "Impossible!" We continued to cheekily answer each other and eventually fell asleep, but the back of my mind kept thinking about Keith... I was scared for him. I felt like something very bad was about to happen to him.