bird down and driving it to her, hearing her scream, it made me feel like I was finally putting her in her place. You can’t get fucked over if you’re the one doing the fucking.
“And t here were a few times recently, I admit, I took it too far. I became violent. The night I stepped out with Ella Monroe I got high on ether. She took me to an alleyway to make things a little more exciting, and she started sucking me off. Everything felt so amazing, until she began to get a little cocky, a little patronizing. Like I was some sick pervert and she was better than me. A whore was claiming she was better than me. So I grabbed her by the back of the head and I fucked her in the mouth until she couldn’t breathe. After I came, I threw her down and she choked for air, crying, as I tossed money at her feet. I knew what I had done was wrong, but the high and my anger turned me into an animal. But I tell you, she was alive when I left that alley. Someone must’ve gone back in after me.”
Kelly was sweating at Stride’s chilling confession wrapped in a dark, twisted history. Even if what he said was true, and he was being framed, Edmund Stride’s deep-seeded malice and cruelty towards women put him only steps away from becoming a killer to rival Jack the Ripper. Kelly tried to conceal his fear. He swallowed hard before posing the next question. “And Melody Young?”
“I was just as high as everyone else…but after Avery and I were done with our girl, he fell asleep and I sat up, looking after you and Melody. I was annoyed by your perpetual naiveté. How you were trying to turn fucking a whore into some romantic story about how you lost your virginity. I heard you utter Addison’s name, and I got pissed, so I decided I would get back at you by fucking the shit out of your new little girlfriend.
“ It wasn’t hard. I took a wad of notes from my jacket pocket and stepped over to her. I nudged her with my foot til she awoke, and I dangled the money above her head like a baited hook. She got up, we dressed, and she followed me to the alley. I told her to hike up her skirt and face me, I wanted to see her face as she took in a real man. I spit in my palm and wet my cock before I jammed it in her. She was a little dry, so she cried out when I thrust it in her at first, but I wouldn’t stop. Then she tried to push me away, and I was positively livid. She wasn’t going to take you for free and turn me down when I was paying for it.
“W hen I pushed back she hit her head against the wall. She started to whimper, but I was so pissed, so I covered up her mouth and wrapped my fingers around her throat and slowly squeezed as I fucked her. Her eyes showed me she was petrified. It was the darkest thing I had ever done.
“ Eventually she lost consciousness and I let go of her throat, but I thrust in and out of her until I finished---her body relaxed after she passed out so I had no trouble getting it in. I wanted to show her who was boss, who was the better man. After my orgasm came, and I held the limp girl in my arms, I became terrified at what I had done. I rested her body against the wall and I returned upstairs to drown myself in drink. I woke up, still dressed when I heard the screams.”
Kelly crossed to the window, as if he were about to vomit hearing Stride’s disturbing confession. He imagined Melody’s terrifying last moments, as she found herself helpless against the forceful Stride before she was slain at the hands of an unknown killer--- did she see him before he slit her throat ? Kelly opened the window and took in a deep gulp of air.
“But I didn’t murder her,” Edmund said, coming up behind him and closing the window.
“But you’re just as guilty for your crimes,” Kelly answered in terror. “You nearly strangled two defenseless girls and left them in the streets. You deserve to see the inside of a prison cell as much as Jack the Ripper.”
“I know! I know Kelly! I realize---but I can change!”
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