Unwanted
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He kissed me hard then and I screamed into his kiss as my eyes welled with tears of pain that I had never before felt. The rest of the night passed by in a, slight, haze, but I remembered everything. I remembered everything I did to him and everything he did to me. I woke up the next morning in complete pain. Not only did I have a massive hangover, but every movement my body made hurt. I was alone in my bed, save for a note, on the pillow next to me. I grabbed it and read it. I'm sorry about last night. I should have known better. You're a pretty girl and I apologize for taking advantage of you. I paid for you to be able to stay here for a week after your stay was supposed to be. If you don't want to, just take the money. Again, I'm really sorry. -Keegan Lux Realization sunk in. My name wasn't even on the card, because I doubt he really even remembered. I cried, and I cried hard. I was 23 and in L.A. by accident. ** I awoke to a small set of hands shaking my shoulder. My pillow was wet. I had cried in my sleep. I looked from the tiny hands, to the flock of blonde hair. "Mommy, you were crying in your sleep again." "I'm sorry baby," I said as I mustered up the courage to sit up in my bed and look at my two year old son, without crying my eyes out. He was a splitting image of his father. "Where's your sister?" Did I mention he was a twin? "She's trying to turn the TV on in the living room, mommy."
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I stop at the door taking another huge breath and walk in. I go up to the desk and wait for the lady to get off the phone which standing here is making me even more nervous She puts the phone down and finally speaks "Yes, how may I help you." how cliché "I have an appointment here for result, I am Keegan Summers." I say she looks up with wide eyes at me, her face pales and she gulps. What?! "The doctor will see you right away!" she says urgently, and buzzes the door open. "go straight down the hall into the last door on the left." she says smiling. "Thank you." I say shaky and even more scared than before. Oh no, even the front counter lady knows about me which makes it even worse. I walk down the hall slowly savoring the moment. I get to the door and breathe. Then I walk in. I see my doctor sitting at her desk doing some paperwork and I shut the door and she looks up and frowns at me. "Keegan sit down please." she says lowly not even looking me in the face. "No I won't, I came all the way here just to find out. I have been sick way to long and I just wannt to know. Just say it, spit it out right now because I am panicking. What's wrong with me?" I say demandingly. "Keegan, it's as simple as this, your dying." I freeze. Everything freezes. Did she just say what I think she said? Keegan Summers has to face the hardest struggle a teenage girl shouldn't have to face. Death! Along with her father who she thought wouldn't ever abuse her again, but things could change. Shes faces her troubles with her best friend, Emily and her amazingly hot nerd friend Clay. Will she get through it till the end in peace or will it end badly?

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