If he does, he'll go right back to jail Grace." "B-But, he only has two more months of his sentence to serve, then he's out." I stutter, scared."You'r...e with me and three other bodyguards on this bus. They may not know what happened but they will protect you no less. You don't need to worry about that piece of trash." He whispers,while looking at me in deep concentration I nod and my eyes flick back to all the blood, gushing from his arm and his cheek. "I could've killed you." I say, reality. I got my education through the public comp systems. At sixteen I got a job just off the port warehouse district as a night watcher. It was not much but I made enough to rent a one room apartment once called a studio. The area was very old and close to the port so the buildings were between six to ten stories tall.Since the area was old it was also neglected by a lot of the city maintenance workers. Few constables patrolled the area and gangs and worse were common. With little to do but watch. Meghan's parents liked Rorke because of his maturity and allowed him to take her to the movies a little sooner than they thought she should begin dating. Ever since puberty Rorke was attracted to about anything that wore skirts especially Meghan O'Callaghan. As Meghan matured and her tiny bumps became beautiful tits. Michael asked Meghan if he could take her to the Movies for the 4th of July instead of the normal celebration which she accepted. The two had been dating for a couple of months. They lived in the same house. He was her stepfather. What was he thinking? What kind of sick man was he? Kara was his babygirl. Then he thought of Sandra. He loved Sandra. How could he have done this to her?He stopped abruptly as if her eyes had frozen him in place. Quickly, he had a thought. Kara was drunk last night, did she even remember what happened? If not, maybe he could keep it a secret, but before he could explore the thought more, Kara smiled big and walked to him, kissing his cheek..