Everything happened so fast one minute Lisa was at the top of the stairs being pinned to the wall by Jackson. Staring into his icy blue eyes filled with such rage it was still hard for her to believe even now that this was the same man she shyly flirted with at the Tex Mex just before the flight.

-Just my luck the first man I talk with that isn't my father or a customer in two years and it turns out like this.

Lisa couldn't help herself from feeling even more hurt at Jackson for tricking her and making her believe there was still some good men out there. But for just a split second as Jackson had her pinned to the wall she could have sworn she saw something else in his eyes...remorse maybe? No not Jackson he was a monster who just wanted to finish the job as he had put it.

-No never again...I will beat him!! I won t be a victim again!!

She remembered calling him pathetic saying it with all the hate and spite she could muster.

-The truth hurts don t it Jack!!

She was determined to make him feel at least some of the hurt she was feeling. Lisa saw Jackson s eyes darken to pure rage. It pleased her greatly to know she had affect him so but her happiness was short lived. The next thing she was falling down the stairs feeling the excruciating pain in her back with each stair she hit.

-Bastard!! I can t believe he throw me down the stairs!

A small put of her did know how ridiculous it was of her to be surprised but still.
The events that followed were a jumbled mess to her, finding the gun shooting Jackson, the gun being kicked from her and finally Jackson grabbing her hair.

-This is it I m dead.

She thought struggling in vain to brake free but Jackson just held tighter making her head feel like it was on fire. Suddenly the intense pain was gone and Lisa looked up to see her father gun in hand his face filled with confusion about what the hell was happening and anger at the man who was attacking his leese.

"Come on sweetheart" he said in a gentle tone reaching out and helping Lisa up.

Lisa gives her father a grateful look. She was glad that he seemed fine just a little shaking up and confused.

-Don't worry dad I will explain everything later.

Turning away from her farther Lisa found herself standing over Jackson as he laid on floor struggle to move as the sound of the police sirens getting louder by the second as they neared the house. As Lisa looked down at Jackson he looked up at her. What she saw surprised her instead of a hate filled stare or the anger that filled his eye's just moments before Jackson looked all most calm.

Or maybe all the head injuries she reserved in the last few hours where finally taking effect! As they looked at one another Lisa couldn t help but feel a little sorry for Jackson even going as far as wishing things were different. Wishing so much that Jackson was still the handsome, charming man who seemed so sweet and friendly. Lisa couldn't stop herself from wondering if she would have asked for his number.

-Maybe I do have some brain damage after all!

Shaking her head slightly Lisa thought of all the things that happened. In less than a few hours she had stole a car, killed a man with said car by driving though the front of her dad's house. Also been chased around in said house by very pissed off manager whom she stabbed in the throat with a pen!

She hurt like hell all over and her thoughts where all over the place but for some reason she hadn't felt this alive in a long time and in a weird way proud of herself.

Letting out a long deep breath she didn't know she was holding she waited for the police not leaving her spot near Jackson s unmoving form.

Jackson on the other hand couldn't believe how he fucked up. He knew this was far from over...well for him at least. Also the fact that he had a fucking hole in his throat and had been shot twice didn't exactly make him feel all fizzy inside. As his anger filled mind started to clear he felt so helpless laying there knowing the police was on the way and he couldn't do a dam thing.

-You really fucked up here Jackson!

It wasn't a feeling he was used too or liked; in all the jobs he had done he had never once failed. In the back of his mind he was hoping his boss s would take this into account. If he stayed alive long enough of course and there was the little matter of getting arrest too.

He felt his eyes grow heavy and for some unknown reason he wanted to steal another look at Lisa s beautiful face that now was looking straight ahead and didn t seem to notice his staring before his world want dark.

-Leese....