"A Nurse, i fucking knew it." he shook his head in disbelief,.<br/><br/>"Okay  get up off the floor clean yourself up and then go and sit on the couch." He moved to the front door where her purse was and caught himself slipping focus...<br/>"what the hell am i doing?" He thought to himself remembering he fear on the woman's face. He pulled out the phone and keys hesitantly, locked the doors  and pocketed them.<br/><br/>The stairs creaked as he walked up them opening door after door before finding her bedroom at the end of the hall. He grabbed the laptop and switched it off. checking first out of paranoia that she hadn't contacted anyone. Of course she hadn't she hadn't been upstairs and the fact he was thinking this way frustrated him.<br/><br/>He moved back downstairs and ignored her completely, switching on the television to find his face plastered over the news.<br/><br/>'ESCAPED CONVICT AT LARGE!'    'MAN WHO KILLED HIS DAUGHTER ESCAPES FROM POLICE CUSTODY'<br/><br/>His stomach turned into a great knot, similar to that you feel when you a re about to throw up, or you have lost someone you love. He remained silent.