The sun was setting into early evening when Mick had finally finished taking care of the body. Sophie had sat in the front seat of the truck in silence staring into space, her hands shaking. She couldn't believe she had done that, what did she become when she was around him? He turned her into an unstoppable force; he pushed her boundaries of what she thought she was capable of, it almost felt like it was just them two in the whole of the world in their own little bubble able to do whatever they wanted.
Mick got into the truck and slammed the door behind him, his clothes and hands were smeared with blood. He sat in the car in silence with his hands on the wheel staring ahead of him for once in his life not sure of what to say. Sophie kept looking ahead of her she couldn't look at him, couldn't look him in the eyes, the blood may be on Mick but the blood was on her hands too even if not physically there. Mick sighed trying to break the awkward silence, got the car into gear and drove off.
Once they arrived at Mick's camp Sophie ran inside and shut herself in the bedroom, Mick went to wash off the blood. Sophie didn't know how to feel she knew everything Mick had done he had done it for her, to make her feel a sense of revenge for what he was going to do to her if Mick had not arrived, for saving plenty of other potential victims the man may have claimed, but mostly in his own way he had tried to open up to her for her to feel a sense of what he felt and thought, what his world was like and to try and help Sophie make sense of it all.
Slowly Sophie opened the bathroom door and saw Mick in the shower washing off the blood from his face and hands, Mick turned around and raised an eyebrow at her.
"What's up girlie come to give me more ear bashing?" Sophie but her head down in shame and closed the door behind her.
"Actually I, I wanted to apologise" she said sitting on the toilet seat "I, I flew off the handle, I know now what you was trying to do"
"You wanted to know my world you've experienced it now firsthand" he growled rubbing water over his face with his hands.
"I know I know I'm sorry" Mick sighed and got out of the shower putting on some pants and a white vest and knelt on the floor in front of Sophie.
"I guess I'm sorry too, I suppose I was a bit hard on you, I shouldn't have forced you, and you better feel fucking honoured cus I don't apologise to no one for nothing" Sophie nodded slightly, he put a finger under her chin and lifted her head up.
"Come on you, cheer up I've seen happier corpses" Sophie smiled and let him lead her to the bedroom.
Sophie lay awake on her side and with the warm comfy body of Mick wrapped around her comforted her, it had been an exhausting eventful day she was glad it was over and done with. She knew what Mick was trying to do, he had tried to open up to her even if the way he had done it hadn't been the right way around the situation she appreciated what he was trying to do.
"Mick what are we?" she asked.
"What do ya mean?"
"What would you call this, us?"
"Anything you like, depends on what you think this is"
"Well am I one of your playthings for a month, something for you to have sex with for a month and then nothing?" Mick turned her round to look at her in the eyes, his face looked stern.
"No doll" Mick shook his head "you've never just been a plaything"
"And when this month's over?" Mick shrugged his shoulders.
"It'd be nice if you chose to hang around after the months over but I won't hold my breath on it, you've walked out before I won't be fooled into believing you won't do it again" Sophie closed her eyes she didn't want to look at the hurt that was there in his eyes.
"I was scared alright, I killed your plaything and I was scared, I didn't know what you was going to do to me for that and I didn't like what I was turning into being around you" She tried not to sob but her voice broke. Mick put his palm flat on her cheek.
"Do you know what you was turning into girlie, you was turning into a sexy firecracker I've never met anyone like you before, seeing you snap that day I just knew you was made for me"
"I feel like I'm going insane" she sobbed.
"No doll, you feel free, free from restraints, boundaries, laws, Hell if you are going insane all the best people are, we can be insane together" he grinned wildly at her, she smiled and slowly nodded her head.
Sophie fell straight to sleep that night of exhaustion it had been a very long day, which had been her first lesson – Why he enjoyed killing and what it felt like. She sure knew now what it felt like and why he enjoyed it somewhat made sense to her. She had enjoyed killing him, he was a danger to women everywhere and it had felt brilliant, but why he enjoyed killing helpless tourists was still a mystery to her and not a side of Mick she really wanted to think about.
The next day apparently was her second lesson into the world of Mick Taylor, his face was stern and serious a facial expression that showed he was going somewhere that he knew he had to take her but didn't particularly want to. He took her to a water hole, surrounded by trees and full of crystal clear water, he hadn't been here since he was a child all those years ago. He had never returned since that fateful day and didn't really want to now.
"This place is beautiful" she gasped, running a hand through the crystal blue water. Mick leaned against the truck bonnet arms folded as Sophie looked around at amazement.
"Why are we here Mick?" she asked concerned looking at the stern looking man.
"This place is hell on earth, you want to know me, my life, this is where it began"
"I don't get it, this place; this place is just a dream" her eyes were filled with amazement and wonder.
"This is where it began, why I am what I am and why I started killing"
"I don't understand" she said softly slowly walking up to him and putting her arms round his waist.
"This is the place, ya know my sister, her murder, everything is right here" Her face suddenly changed all the amazement and wonder left her beautiful wide eyes.
"That happened here?" he slowly nodded.
"Haven't been here since, never could"
"Oh Mick, why did you come back, we didn't have to, I would have understood" her eyes filled with pity, Mick shook his head.
"You'd have understood fuck all, see that rock there that's where the bastard buried her body, a tourist of all fucking things, seeing this place for what it really is, what it did to me that was the only way I could show you why!" Sophie bit her lip and closed her eyes; she really didn't know what to say to him or how she could comfort him.
She opened her eyes and walked slowly towards the cool clear water, slowly lifting her top over her head as she walked, Mick raised an eyebrow puzzled as her long hair cascaded over her naked smooth back. She walked into the water in her shorts, turned around and looked at Mick and beckoned to him with her finger.
"Come on Mick the waters lovely" Mick scowled at her.
"What you playing at girlie?"
"Come on in"
"Your fucking sick Sophie" he shook his head "Not here Sophie"
"Come on I'll make it worth your while" She said seductively standing up to reveal her naked breasts. Mick growled under his breath at the sight. Mick took off his shirt and went into the water and gathered the topless Sophie in his arms.
"Who's my messed up sick girl huh?" Sophie blushed as he bowed his head and nibbled her shoulder and undoing his zip.
"I, I just thought maybe we could get you to remember a good memory of this place instead of a bad one"
"Well ya know me, I'm up for trying anything" he growled pulling her shorts slowly down and picking her up under her legs, she wrapped her legs round him, threw her head back and gasped.
"There's my dirty girl" he growled.
It wasn't long before he completely forgot where he was, the background faded into ecstasy, all he was aware of was his gorgeous crazy girl and the amazing feelings that filled him. But Sophie was right as he put his shirt back on and got into the truck he no longer saw that rock as the main focus but the crystal clear cool water in which he and Sophie had just had the most amazing spontaneous moment.