upon a wall.
“Good work, babe,” the boy said.
“Thanks, Bones,” she said.
They exchanged a quick kiss and retreated to the front of the van.
Bones took the driver’s seat, as Rachel figured he would and, rather than sitting in the passenger’s seat, Rain sat down on the floor between the two front seats, turned to where she was facing Bones but could still keep an eye on Rachel. Rachel wondered how young this girl was. She had jaggedly cut pink hair that came down to just below her ears. Her skin was nearly baby-soft looking, but there was a hardness in her eyes that upset her overall youthful appearance. It was the look of a killer or a methamphetamine user. Or both , Rachel thought. The van began moving and Rachel rocked slightly to her side, the rope constricting as she did so. She coughed. They were quite serious about her not getting away.
“Now, don’t choke to death before we get there. Don’t throw up in my van neither.”
Rachel looked at Rain. The girl just kept staring at her. Surely, there had to be something in this girl she could identify with. Rachel figured if she just kept staring at her, it would force the girl to look into her eyes and maybe, just maybe, if the girl did that then she would be able to see what her and her boyfriend were doing was absolutely atrocious.
Fat chance, Rachel thought. She had come this far. What was the reason to stop now?
Bones lit a cigarette and the van filled with the acrid scent.
“How do you like this van?” he asked, almost jovially, as though it were some grand prize. He didn’t really wait for a response. “You see,” he said, “the great thing about this van is that it looks so suspicious. No one would ever suspect it of harboring a kidnap victim or anything like that because it would just be too... too obvious , you know? Hell, I’ve carried bodies around in this thing for days. I’ve had cops pull me over but not one of em’s ever searched it. Because they’d feel stupid. Like they were profiling or somethin like that. Plus it gets pretty good gas mileage.”
“I love you, Bones,” Rain said, reaching out for a hit of the cigarette. “He put a lot of thought into this van,” she said, looking at Rachel.
“Yeah,” Rachel said sarcastically. “While you were gone, your boyfriend felt me up.”
Rachel said this while the girl made eye contact with her. She saw a hurt look flood into those almost translucent blue eyes and knew she had seized upon something.
“Bones wouldn’t do that.”
“Well, he did. Why don’t you ask him why his ear’s all red?”
“Did you mess with her, Bone Man?”
“Baby, I just had to keep her in line. Bitch’s got a mouth on her. Shit, if I weren’t drivin this van, I’d fuck her up.”
But now the girl was mad. “What did you do to her?”
“I didn’t do nothin!” Bones shouted.
“He put his hand in my shirt,” Rachel said. “Humped me. He was hard as a rock.”
“Did you do that, Bones? This girl get you hot.”
“She’s fuckin nuts, baby. You’re the only one I want to touch.”
“Is that why you wanted to get her? So you could drag her out somewhere and fuck her? Are you tired of me?”
“If I wanted to fuck her, I’d stop this van and fuck her while you watched. Or I’d fuckin kill you first. I could do that, you know. You keep given me shit, I just might. Keep your dead bitch eyes open while I plug her up the ass. How’d you like that, bitch?”
Rachel decided to exaggerate somewhat, just to drive as much of a wedge as possible between her captors.
“He said he wished you had tits like mine.”
“You say that?” Rain asked. “Her tits are a little bigger. You like that?”
“Baby, she’s lyin. Can’t you see that? You that fuckin stupid?”
“He said he wanted to get me alone.”
Bones had reached some kind of breaking point. He pulled the van onto the shoulder of
“Good work, babe,” the boy said.
“Thanks, Bones,” she said.
They exchanged a quick kiss and retreated to the front of the van.
Bones took the driver’s seat, as Rachel figured he would and, rather than sitting in the passenger’s seat, Rain sat down on the floor between the two front seats, turned to where she was facing Bones but could still keep an eye on Rachel. Rachel wondered how young this girl was. She had jaggedly cut pink hair that came down to just below her ears. Her skin was nearly baby-soft looking, but there was a hardness in her eyes that upset her overall youthful appearance. It was the look of a killer or a methamphetamine user. Or both , Rachel thought. The van began moving and Rachel rocked slightly to her side, the rope constricting as she did so. She coughed. They were quite serious about her not getting away.
“Now, don’t choke to death before we get there. Don’t throw up in my van neither.”
Rachel looked at Rain. The girl just kept staring at her. Surely, there had to be something in this girl she could identify with. Rachel figured if she just kept staring at her, it would force the girl to look into her eyes and maybe, just maybe, if the girl did that then she would be able to see what her and her boyfriend were doing was absolutely atrocious.
Fat chance, Rachel thought. She had come this far. What was the reason to stop now?
Bones lit a cigarette and the van filled with the acrid scent.
“How do you like this van?” he asked, almost jovially, as though it were some grand prize. He didn’t really wait for a response. “You see,” he said, “the great thing about this van is that it looks so suspicious. No one would ever suspect it of harboring a kidnap victim or anything like that because it would just be too... too obvious , you know? Hell, I’ve carried bodies around in this thing for days. I’ve had cops pull me over but not one of em’s ever searched it. Because they’d feel stupid. Like they were profiling or somethin like that. Plus it gets pretty good gas mileage.”
“I love you, Bones,” Rain said, reaching out for a hit of the cigarette. “He put a lot of thought into this van,” she said, looking at Rachel.
“Yeah,” Rachel said sarcastically. “While you were gone, your boyfriend felt me up.”
Rachel said this while the girl made eye contact with her. She saw a hurt look flood into those almost translucent blue eyes and knew she had seized upon something.
“Bones wouldn’t do that.”
“Well, he did. Why don’t you ask him why his ear’s all red?”
“Did you mess with her, Bone Man?”
“Baby, I just had to keep her in line. Bitch’s got a mouth on her. Shit, if I weren’t drivin this van, I’d fuck her up.”
But now the girl was mad. “What did you do to her?”
“I didn’t do nothin!” Bones shouted.
“He put his hand in my shirt,” Rachel said. “Humped me. He was hard as a rock.”
“Did you do that, Bones? This girl get you hot.”
“She’s fuckin nuts, baby. You’re the only one I want to touch.”
“Is that why you wanted to get her? So you could drag her out somewhere and fuck her? Are you tired of me?”
“If I wanted to fuck her, I’d stop this van and fuck her while you watched. Or I’d fuckin kill you first. I could do that, you know. You keep given me shit, I just might. Keep your dead bitch eyes open while I plug her up the ass. How’d you like that, bitch?”
Rachel decided to exaggerate somewhat, just to drive as much of a wedge as possible between her captors.
“He said he wished you had tits like mine.”
“You say that?” Rain asked. “Her tits are a little bigger. You like that?”
“Baby, she’s lyin. Can’t you see that? You that fuckin stupid?”
“He said he wanted to get me alone.”
Bones had reached some kind of breaking point. He pulled the van onto the shoulder of
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