Keegan had you by the arm, dragging you down the stairs. You were sobbing and apologizing to him, scared for your life and in pain from his tight hold. No matter how hard you tried to pull away from him, he forced you to the front door and opened it.

"Get out." Keegan growled, finally letting go of you.

You shook your head and tried to plead with him, but his patience was thin. He forced you outside, not caring that it was pouring down rain and thundering. He shut the front door and locked it, refusing to let you back in.

However that didn't last long. After a few minutes, he opened the door and pulled you back inside. You began to apologize and cry but he stopped you by putting his hand over your mouth.

"You're going to get all of your belongings by tomorrow night and you're going to get the fuck out of my house, do you understand me?" Keegan spat.