Lisa let go of the knife and started hitting Jackson's chest as hard as she could. She screamed as she hit him. He did not fight her back, he let her pound until she was worn out. She finally just stopped and putt her head on his already bloody shirt and wept "You have already killed me! I can't leave my house , I can't have a life, I'm already dead. What more do you want? " She cried and shook as the tears came streaming down her face. He just held her and hushed her quietly "Lisa I'm sorry. I need you to listen to me and do as I say I'm trying to protect you from people who WILL kill you." Lisa lifted up her head, her wet cheeks with spots of blood on them smiled and said "Your here to help me?" Jackson smiled back and said slowly " Yes, Lisa I'm here to help you, now let's get you out of here." "wait let me call my dad maybe he can help us." Lisa said pulling out her phone. "NO!" Jackson through the phone and it broke as it ricochet off the wall. "they will find him and kill him too! we need leave now and figure out what to do." Lisa teared up " where will we go?" " I don't know Lisi I don't know."
Then he helped her pack a few pieces of clothing and after they both grabbed anything flammable and doused the rooms with it. The two of them stepped out of the house and Jackson lit a lighter and the home was quickly engulfed with flames. "We can't let them find anything to give them an idea that we were here." he said.
Lisa walked in he rain and with just a few plastic bags in hand, and jumped into the stolen car Jackson and he drove as fast and as far as he could. Lisa laid her head on the window and cried. watching her house swaloed by the fire she thought of her father and prayed he would be OK and that she would see him again.