It is a revenge the devil sometimes takes upon the virtuous, that he entraps them by the force of the very passion they have suppressed and think themselves superior to. ~George Santayana

Billy had woken up that morning with a small sense of peace that Hume was dead and a pounding headache he knew would be with him all day. Rolling onto his back on the bed he brought both his arms behind his head and exhaled deeply. Looking to his side he saw the girl, Sophie, fast asleep next to him. Last night she had curled into a small ball on her side of the bed, but now in deep sleep she was stretched out sleeping on her side facing him. He slowly examined her.

Her long dark brown hair was laying across the pillow behind her. The face that had looked so frightened last night now looked somewhat peaceful as she slowly breathed in and out. She looks so fucking innocent, Billy thought. He was used to the whores and the sluts that always surrounded him and his boys like groupies. They always looked so used up and fake, their faces caked with make-up and hair that was so often dyed with bleach that it looked fried. Not that he had any problem getting a good fuck from them, but hell no would he be waking up with one of those bitches in his bed. Hit it and quit it was his motto and he made that very clear to any bitch that tried to get clingy. Last night had been pure instinct to make Sophie come with him. He had yet to decide exactly what the fuck he was going to do with her, but he knew that with all this Hume shit going down that having her around could prove useful. His phone started vibrating and he answered it quickly, not wanting to wake up "little Miss Princess."

"Ya?" Billy said into the phone to Bodie, his annoyance clearly evident.

"Sorry to bother you bro, didn't want to interrupt in case you were getting in between green eye's thighs." Bodie said. "But Bones called and wants you at the shop like five minutes ago man."

"That fat fuck can wait for a little bit," Billy replied yawning. "And green eyes?'

"I can't remember what or if she said what her fucking name is, but I remembered she has green eyes so I gotta call her something," Bodie said chuckling.

Billy looked over at her, but of course her eyes were closed, all he saw were her long eye lashes. His eyes roamed from her face down to her chest. She had perfect breasts, just the way he liked them. She was probably a small D cup or big C cup, all he knew was that they were a perfect handful. Her shirt had risen up and he could see her toned stomach and olive skin. Then his eyes rested on the juncture between her thighs.

Get your head on straight man! Billy thought to himself. This girl was just a means to an end. She was just some snobby bitch like all the other people from her side of town. All he knew was that he was keeping her close until all the fire died down surrounding the deaths of Hume and his family. If the boy survived, and that was a big If; then he would find out exactly what the kid remembered and go from there. Billy had his ways of finding out what was going on in that damn police department. Cops loved their drugs too, and he was owed a lot of favors.

"Well she could be called worse I guess, " Billy said responding to Bodie with a smirk. "Anyways I guess I gotta deal with Bones and some other shit so I'm putting you on babysitting duty."

"What the fuck man! I have shit to do to today too," Bodie complained.

"Yea, shit I tell ya to do, and today that means watching over my little guest. All you gotta do is chill at the apartment and not let her out of your sight so get your ass over here so I can take off!" Bodie's attitude was pissing Billy off. They might be friends, but above all he was his boss and didn't take complaining about his orders lightly. His guys did what Billy said. Period.

"I'll be there in a few," Bodie replied and hung up.

Sighing Billy got up off his bed and walked towards his bathroom to take a quick shower. The hot water felt good and relaxed his muscles a bit. He walked back into his bedroom in a towel, glancing at the bed he saw Sophie was still asleep but had moved more towards his side of the bed and was cuddling with the pillow his head had been resting on earlier. He dropped his towel and finished drying off. Billy smirked, wondering what Miss prim and proper would do if she saw him standing naked in the bedroom when she woke up. It's not like she's never seen a naked guy before, Billy mused. The thought annoyed him a bit and he didn't know why. Billy was sure her and that Brendan Hume were a thing before he died. She'd probably let Hume get between her legs all the time. She'd like a preppy little fucker like him. He would bet she'd never had a real man who knew what he was doing.

Billy quickly dressed and heard the front door open, knowing it was Bodie he went into the living room and gabbed two beers out of the fridge, tossing one to Bodie. They both drank in silence, sitting on opposite couches. They'd been friends for so long sometimes words weren't needed. Billy finally got up and gave Bodie a quick nod before he grabbed his keys and left.

Walking out of Bones shop Billy pulled his cell out of his pocket and dialed Bodie's number. His headache was getting worse after seeing his prick of a father and have to hear all his bullshit ramblings about how Billy better start concentrating on making more profit, like Billy didn't have his men on their corners 24/7 already. He didn't like to be told how to run his crew, especially from a lazy, fat ass who sat behind a desk all day breathing in wasted air. His mood worsened when Bodie's phone went straight to voicemail. What the fuck.

"Bodie where are you and why aren't you answering your God damn phone! Call me now!" Billy said and hung up. He got in his car and pulled out of the shop, backing up quickly. He wanted to get home and check on things, but he had a few errands to run before he could head there. The most important being checking on Joe and seeing when he could be cut loose from the hospital.

Billy finally pulled into the parking lot of his apartment a couple hours later. He parked his mustang next to Sophie's car and got out. He always seemed to know when something was off, and Billy noticed her car was parked differently than when he had left that morning. Now he was really pissed. All he's asked Bodie to do was chill with her at the apartment, leaving had not been discussed. Bodie hadn't even called him. Billy quickly went up the few flights of stairs to his place and opened the door.

The smell is what hit him first. Vanilla? His apartment smelled like vanilla! He looked around and took everything in. It was his apartment, but at the same time it wasn't. First of all it smelled clean and girly, second of all it was fucking spotless. He didn't even think it was this clean the day he moved in. Bodie was zoned out on the couch watching TV with a beer in his hand and he heard the shower was on in the bathroom. He stalked into the kitchen. Spotless! He opened the refrigerator to get a beer and it was full of random food. Diet Pepsi was next to his fucking beer! He looked on the counter and there was a damn vanilla scented candle lit.

He turned and headed straight to the couch, smacking Bodie on the back of the head.

"What the hell man!" Bodie said, rubbing his head.

"What do you mean what the hell? Where the fuck have you been all day! I tried calling you and you didn't answer and then I finally get home and it looks like my house has been attacked by some cleaning fairies!" Billy shouted.

"Well, Sophie wanted to go to the store to get some shit and you told me to babysit her. I was just doing what you asked. I must not of had reception in that pit of hell giant store she took me too. It was horrible man! Some old lady tried to run me down with her shopping cart and I got out of the way just in time. She was possessed or something, I needed some holy water to throw at her. Old ladies are not all nice like you think they are. And it's not my fault green eyes turned out to be some cleaning freak. It looks a hell of a lot better so I don't know what you're so pissed about," Bodie said taking a deep breath.

"I'm fucking pissed because you left and didn't let me know, how do you know she wasn't up to something," Billy mused.

"I watched her like a hawk, she didn't try anything. She just said she didn't know how long you were keeping her here so she at least wanted a clean place to stay." Bodie said, taking a sip of his beer.

"Jesus Christ! My place wasn't that bad," Billy said in a raised voice.

Bodie just raised an eyebrow at him and went back to watching TV. Billy sniffed and rubbed his nose, still looking around his apartment. It did look better, but he was still pissed that Bodie hadn't listened to him and this girl thought she could do whatever the fuck she wanted in his place.

He heard the shower shut off and waited a few minutes before he started down the hallway, he was about to bang on the bathroom door when it suddenly swung open.

Sophie looked beyond startled when she saw him there, looking up at him with a shocked look on her face. Billy froze for a second when he looked into her green eyes. He flashbacked to the night in the market when Brendan had been killed. He remembered he was going to eliminate her too, but when she'd looked up at him and they'd locked eyes something had stopped him and he'd told his boys just to get the hell out of there. He still didn't know why he'd let her live.

His eyes roamed over her face, noticing the bruise on her cheek. It looked so out of place on her face. There were bruises on her arms too, obviously from his guys grabbing her last night. Her dark hair was wet, making it look almost black. She was wrapped in a towel and nothing else. Billy watched a drop of water roll down her collarbone and into her cleavage underneath the towel. She tightened the short towel around her and continued to look up at him.

"So I leave you alone for one day and you think you can just re-arrange my whole fucking apartment," Billy said in a raised voice. He saw her eyes narrow.

"I didn't re-arrange anything, I just cleaned it. There's a difference," Sophie responded in a huff.

"Whatever! Just don't do anymore shit without asking me first," Billy said. He felt his Darley temper rising when he heard the attitude in her voice.

"Fine, if I ever need to wash a dish I'll be sure to get your permission first." Sophie stated. She tried to go around him through the doorway but Billy blocked her way. He stared down at her with angry eyes for a while longer and finally with a sigh he moved to the side and let her pass. He tried to ignore the vision of her in just a towel.

Sophie walked into his room and quietly shut the door behind her.