(Melissa's POV)
After we gave our statements to the police and I got checked everything was okay. My knuckles a little bruised and so was my foot where I kicked the asshole it the face so they let me go. Luis had a busted lip and his knuckles were a little bloodier, but other wise we were both fine. As I watched my apartment get burned down a second time, I wasn't really sad, yes, I had lost a lot of my belongs and so had Luis, but all of most priced positions were all in a safety deposit box in a bank, along with my birth certificate, my social, and every important document I needed safe. I had suggested the same thing to Luis and he actually listened to me. So, yes, we lost a a lot nothing that couldn't be replaced.
As I sat next to Tyson, my mind wondered, if this was Blackner again,
