Kensington didn’t have a clean background and he asked for my father’s help. He helped him and he never returned the gesture… now; he has to pay. I didn’t know what to say to her.

“I… we’re going to talk…” I lied and nodded and she understood my lie; her saddened face tells me that she’s crushed with my actions and there’s nothing we can both do.

“Shane….” I heard she say my name. I turned and looked at her; my hands all over my clothes.

“Yeah…” I said. We looked at each other and she looked angry and sad; angry that I have to go and sad that I’m doing my job that she hates. I waited for to say something.

“… Just…. be careful…” She said. I got on the big bed quickly and placed a long heated kiss on her lips.

“I’ll be fine…” I said; I grabbed hold of the door knob and stopped. I felt something came over me; it was a … deepest and strangest feeling that swept through my heart and then my whole entire body; from the tip of my hair and to the end of my toes. It was almost like I was frozen in this intense feeling… almost like pleasurable guilt; that is as close I can describe it to.

“Shane…” She said my name beautifully and I turned again and face her angelic form.

“I’m going to hell…. I’m going to hell with what I do…” I blurted out to her; my mouth slightly a gape.

She looked at me up and down; like I’ve completely lost it…. maybe I have.

Isn’t this fucked up? Then she said the most unexpected thing to me.

“Then I’ll go down with you…” She smiled sadly. I let out a half laugh and made a double turn and face her yet again; could never really get enough of her can I?

“No… god will keep you right by his shoulder… he wont let someone as beautiful as you go down to hell…. me, well… I just belong there…” I said and finally made my self left the room.