"You're house is so quiet," she observed on her way up the stairs

Compared to the only time she had been there, it was dead silent. It was at the party where she caught him with another girl, the end of their relationship so to speak.

"My mom and dad are always away at work. My dad travels and my mom? She sometimes doesn't even come home, cause she's stuck to her desk."

Jill nodded in understandment. Her parents worked a lot too, but they always made time for her if need be, which was hardly cause that girl could practically raise herself.

"Where's Jeremy?"

"Having a play date with one his friends. He's never home until dinner on Thursdays."

"So you're here most of the time alone?"

"Pretty much. I kind of like it though, no one can bother me."

"I guess so, silence is kind of I don't know frightening."

He shrugged. It was natural for him.

"You want something to eat or drink first?"

"No thanks, let's just get this over with."

Vegas nodded leading her around the corner to his room, opening his door. It was like some recurring nightmare for Jill, to be in his house again doing the same thing she did that night. She almost expected to see a naked girl and Vegas on his bed. Of course reality snapped back into her body, his bed was empty, and he was standing next to her.

"I keep all the stuff under my bed."

He dropped his bag and kneeled down pulling a medium sized box out. Jill followed suit sitting next to him.

"You kept everything?" She was amazed at all the remnants in the box.

"Yeah, Bugsy, the letter, the pictures, everything."

"Oh my gosh," she picked up a picture from the bottom, "that was our first date, remember, at that Italian restaurant Amore."

"Yeah and the chef wanted so bad to take a picture of us."

"He gave me a rose because he thought I was the most beautiful girl that night."

"You were," he looked straight into her eyes.

A lump formed in her throat, she felt a little uneasy.

"I umm," she paused for a bit, eyeing the rest of the stuff in the box frantically trying to find something, "oh look Knicks tickets from the time we drove up to New York."

She looked at him for a second but looked back down when she just saw him staring at her.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry."

Jill looked at him weird.

"For what?"

"For cheating on you. We had a great thing going on between us and.."

"Don't worry about it. It's the past."

"But I hurt you, and it hurt me to see you hurt. I loved you, I still love you."

"Vegas don't."

"Jill give me another chance."

"I-I no. I can't sorry."

"Please come on," he held her hands, "give me another chance."

She pulled her hands away.

"Vegas no, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too," he paused looking at her for a bit.

Next thing she knew he kissed her. Out of shock she slapped him, getting up quickly.

"This was a bad idea. I have to go."

"No don't," he pulled her arm.

"Vegas let go."

It was too late as she struggled, he pulled harder.

"Jill I miss you."

"Don't do this."

"I love you."

She began to tear as she struggled out of his grip.

"Don't say that. Just let go."

But he wouldn't give up, he grabbed her putting his arms around her as tight as he could. The more she tried to get away from his grip the harder he held on. She had no idea what he was doing or thinking for that matter, all she knew it didn't feel right and she needed to get of there.

"Please," she mouthed to no one but herself. Her mind racing a mile a minute trying to figure out how to get away from his grip. Quickly she remembered karate classes back in fourth grade, she had gotten the highest belt in the female league. Mustering up all her strength she elbowed him in the stomach. Crying out loud he let go giving her time to run for the door, but not for long. He lunged at her pulling her down to the ground with a thud. "Shit!" she yelped.

"Don't ever hit me again bitch," and with that he punched her knocking her unconcious.

The anger had taken over his body. There was something definitely wrong with this boy. He picked up her frail body and threw her on his bed. Walking over to his door he locked it then highered the volume to his speakers, engulfing everything in the sound of his bass.