"Of course you can come over. What's the matter, love?" Keegan asked softly. You just called him, sobbing into the phone that you needed him and if you could come over. You knew he'd try to help you, to comfort you. That's why you called him.

Speaking through tears, you explain how your boyfriend and you drove home from a dinner date and how you both started arguing. Your boyfriend was already annoyed the whole day, even though you didn't know why. The argument made him loose it.

Furthermore, you tell Keegan how your boyfriend insulted you badly and then kicked you out of the car in the middle of a forest.

Now, you were alone and cold, trying to find your way home. You felt miserable and lonely and you needed Keegan to comfort you.

Keegan gave you all the time to explain and listened closely. He was so mad at that duchebag of a boyfriend, but he tried not to show it. It wouldn't help you. And he wanted to help you so badly, he couldn't stand seeing you hurt.

"I am on my way. I'll help you, I promise. Tell me where you are." It's wasn't a question, he won't let you walk home alone.