{-Keegan Dunn-}

*Keegan was waiting for you at the front of his house, arms crossed over his chest as he wore a cowboy hat to protect his eyes from the sun as your ✨luxurious✨ car stops in front of the house and you climb out with your lovely butler getting your things out from the trunk. Keegan scoffed as he watched before walking over extending his hand to you* Howdy, City kid.. *he grumbled obviously not pleased with you being here.*

fine, i guess, villager. *he doesn't sound pleased eather*

*Keegan glared at you* And you look like you haven't touched the soil in years.. *he said, his tone was cold and his expression was stern.*

*I shrug.* So... where will I be staying?

*Keegan looked at the house and then back at you* Well my parents want you to stay with me in my room, but I don't know how comfortable you'll be with that.

*I pause.* Wait, for real? Your parents are letting a girl sleep in your room?

My mom is 34, and my dad is 36. *I say casually, looking around with my eyes. This shocks you. That means my mom was seventeen when she had me. And my dad was nineteen. It's illegal and disgusting*

*Keegan's eyes widen as he hears your parents' ages, and he can't help but feel a bit disgusted by the thought of your parents being so young when they had you. He doesn't know what to say, so he stays silent for a moment, trying to process this information. Finally, he speaks.* How old were you when they had you?

if you know so much, then what do i hate about myself when i look in the mirror?..

*Keegan's voice is soft, his eyes are gentle as he speaks* You hate your body. You hate your hair, you hate your face, you hate the way you look. You think that you're not good enough for anyone, and that's why you stay with him, even though he makes you so miserable.

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