He placed her on the bed and she stared blankly at the wall.<br/>"Where am i going to go?" She wasn't tired, although night had fallen awhile ago. Everytime she closed her eyes, she saw Vick. She prayed that would go away. She looked at Vashen, packing away her clothes and sighed. She was the one who had approched them in the bar. They would never had known about her if she had just gotten rico to handle them.<br/>" It's not your fault. What happened to me. It's not. It would have happened sooner or later." She slid off the bed so her feet dangled off facing him.<br/>"I should have fought back more."