It was overgrown and filled with trash, but he barreled down it till he reached a dead end, and then stopped the car. "Ok I figure you've got two choi...ces. First choice, you go in front of a judge and try to convince him that a 10 year veteran of the police force planted evidence on you. Second choice, you come out here and show me what a good little cock sucker you are. It's up to you." But. That wasn't mine. I"ll get lawyer. I can beat that." Ok that's you choice." He started up the car. "And. "Hello, is anyone here?" Henry's father called."Fuck, they must have made good time getting back!" Kirstin said. "Quick, get to your room and get dressed," Henry told her. "I'll keep them occupied."He fastened his jeans and headed to the front door while Kirstin gathered her clothes and scurried to her room. In the front hall, Henry's father and Kirstin's mother stood next to a suitcase. "Looks kind of messy around here," Kirstin's mother said. "You didn't have any parties, did you?" Please,". Had she been paying attention Melissa might have spotted the car that had followed her since she left Brad's. The rest of the drive back to campus was uneventful. Melissa pulled into her parking spot and sighed. Some wine and a nice bath will soothe some of this pain. Once she was inside her studio, she took some wine and chocolate into the bathroom and placed them near the tub. Suddenly someone started knocking on the front door. Who the hell??? Melissa yelled out. The knocking continued.. I saw Johnny and Dave coming to his aid. They’d get him drunk, finally get the whole story, and get him home safely. I walked to my car, and sat for a long moment before I started it. I felt empty. I felt numb. I felt confused. As I drove home the memory of the kiss in the bar replayed itself, trying to force me into answering Jax’s question. And I didn’t want to answer. I opened the door to my apartment and flipped on the light. I walked to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind me.