Chapter 4-Darling Darla and the Big Bad Wolf
The rundown trailer creeked with every step the superly skinny woman took. With a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of Jack in the other, she swayed down the hallway. She ran her dirty fingers through her greasy bleach blonde hair after she put her cigarette to sit on her lips for a minute. She looked in the cracked mirror at her reflection. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and set the bottle of Jack on the ground by her feet. She quickly replaced some of her candy apple red lipstick that had smudged off and added darker eyeliner around her eyes.
"There." She said. "As pretty as a picture."
She continued down the hallway, stopping outside a broken door when she heard the sound of crying. She banged on the door with the hand that held the cigarette.
"Go to bed!" She yelled. "You good for nothing little shit!" The crying muted itself and the woman rolled her eyes and walked into a dirty living room. She was waiting on someone. A special friend that she had been in the company of many times over. She heard the knock at the door. Looking out through the peephole, she saw his handsome face. She unlocked all the locks and opened the door. The handsome man with the green eyes came in.
"Darling Darla." He said as he kissed her powder covered cheek. She blushed. "How've you been doll?" He rested his hands on her shoulders and gazed into her eyes.
"Bored since you've been gone. Where have you been?" She asked.
"I had a job to do and some other odd and end stuff." He said. "I heard you were in South Dakota a few days ago. Skippin' town on me darlin'?"
"No. The rat made me take her to some funeral." Darla said as she rolled her eyes. The man smiled.
"Speaking of her, where is she?" He asked.
"The brat's in her room." Darla growled. "But she shouldn't bug us."
"Oh, she's no bother." He said.
"Adrian, what you gettin' at?" Darla asked.
"Nothing darlin'." He said. "I'm just here for business, not pleasure. That's all." He said. "And since I know where sweet little Rubella is, that's all I need. Thank you." With that, the hands that had been resting upon her shoulders came up to her neck. In one swift motion, Adrian snapped her neck and let her fall to the floor. Her bottle of Jack crashed to the floor, followed by the cigarette. Adrian watched as the lit piece of tobacco fell into the alcohol and caught ablaze. The reds, oranges, and yellows reflected against his eyes as a wicked smile crept along his lips. Then he walked down the hallway that Darla had walked from. He found the broken door she had stopped at and kicked it in with one hit of his boot clab foot. The young girl was curled up in her bed, hiding under the covers.
"Dear Rubella." Adrain said. "Won't you come out and play?" He ripped the covers off of her and picked her up. He tossed her over his shoulder.
"Let me go!" She yelled. "Mama, help me!" Adrian carried her down the hallway to the burning living room. Ruby looked down to see her mom's body laying on the ground, her chest face down but her face looking up at her daughter. Ruby felt her supper that she had at Taco Bell come back up. Adrian moved her outside before she could puke though.
"Here boss." Adrian said as he handed off the little girl. Ruby looked up to see Bill standing there with dark eyes.
"Hiya there." He said as he tossed her in the back of the van they had used to grab Sam. Bill and Adrian climbed into the front and took off. Ruby stood at the door and looked out the window as her home was engulfed in flames.