Predator Series: The Beginning: Chapter 2

It was now July third, and I knew Becky’s flight was landing in an hour. Her parents were remaining in England another week, but she convinced her parents to let her fly home early. I got in my car and started driving towards Newark intl. airport. When I was about three quarters of the way there I got a message from Becky
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I pull up to my house and hit the garage door button I grabbed from my car earlier. I previously forgot it when a friend picked me up so I never forget that bad boy. They make life so much easier. I pull into the garage and watch the door as it slowly shuts. I sit there and watch the door creep shut half expecting to see cops rush into my drive way sirens roaring and megaphones blaring. There was nothing. This was to easy except for that episode on the road where she moaned and woke up. If she had done that before I put her in her car and drove off from where I had raped her orally. I could have just left her. Her none the wiser. sitting in the car staring at her, waiting for her to do something realizing just now after looking at her for about five minutes I could have just checked to see if she was breathing. I am such an idiot I scolded myself. Maybe I deserved this. Maybe this is a dream? Maybe when she wakes up she will forgive me and not call the cops? No I don't think so not after what I had done to her. Which brings a thought to mind, maybe I planned this when I saw her? Maybe I wanted this? I don't know, and at the moment my mind is telling me I need to do something before she does wake up and start the screaming and crying and hitting I foresee in my head.