Chapter 10

The wind blew through the thin strands of her hair, her body was naked, boots side by side next to her pack which leaned against a tree. She was hunched over the edge of a pond in the middle of the jungle, staring into her reflection. She grabbed a wad of her hair and bundled it up in her fist, it happened so quick she could barely register the movement. The knife in her opposite hand swooped up and cut easily at the thick hair, the bundle falling into the water and gliding away from her. Her hair was short again, the red paint still littered across her face, she bit her bottom lip and sat back onto her ankles looking blankly ahead at the waterfall that dipped into the pond. The moon lit the water with a glow that was angelic and kind, too kind for Lunetta's eyes to register. The soft sound of the waterfall leaking into her ears and bleeding back out.

She stood up one foot at a time, her nude body circling the pond and making her way across the tiny rocks and over to the waterfall. She went behind the shimmering water and found a metal urn that sat there facing the falling stream. It was her mother's ashes, placed here by Lunetta herself, she knew her mother would prefer a tranquil and secluded place and this was where she knew her mother would rest.

"Mother..." She stepped over to the urn and sat back down onto the moist rocky floor, she crossed her legs indian style and leaned her elbows onto her knees. "I am going to do it today, I am gonna let you go and you can't come back." She placed a hand over the cold rusty surface of the container, she felt no tears because this would be goodbye and saying goodbye needed to be joyous in this manner, not sad, or pitiful. "I love you and I am sure you understand that everything I am about to do these next few days isn't your fault... It is for mine." She pulled her hand away and took a deep breath. "I am going to kill my father."

"So uh... I am looking at your resume here and it doesn't say anything about you being good at giving head?" His voce was slurred, but strong, Vaas looked up from the blank paper strictly at the whore that sat across from him. Beside him sat Damian who was sipping on a beer bottle, a couple of empty beer bottles sitting in front of the two drunk men on the table. They had taken refuge inside a garage, Christmas lights decorating the room and lighting it with a yellow essence. Packages of cocaine stacked up one by one and stuffed to the corners of the room, an empty tool box here and a couple of cardboard boxes there. They sat at a thin wooden table and on the other side was a young woman, her skin was covered in blue bruises and sickening fresh scratches. She wore a blue bikini that showed off her famished and unhealthy thin figure. Her black hair was ratted and her left eye was bruised, but neither men really cared in their drunken states.

Hoyt had taken to his reserved shanty at the corner of the compound, while Vaas and Damian took to amusing themselves. They had a couple drinks and soon enough, here they were.

"Maybe she just um... Shhhe is um..."

"You alright there hermano?" Vaas patted Damian on the back and chuckled, his strictness returned quickly when he looked back over to the woman.

"Forgive him chica, he is just horny." Damian snorted and raised a thumb.

"You bet, I am goddamned stoked." Damian hung his head back, the chair he sat on tilting backwards, Vaas nonchalantly placing a hand on his shoulder to keep him stable, but still staring at the girl.

"Alright, so Lunetta I believe?"

"No... My name is-" Vaas slammed up from his seat, his hands hitting the table in a fit of anger. The whore flinched away, sobbing even more than she had previously.

"You are Lunetta because Lunetta gives good head."

"Dude, that's my sister."

"Yep." Vaas circled around the table and sat down at the edge of it when he made it to the her side. She closed her eyes, shakily holding her arms across her chest. "Listen, your sister Damian... She is very, very good at giving head." Vaas reached a hand out to caress a knuckle across the woman's cheek, she tried to move away from his touch, but was too afraid he would hurt her. He hated this... He could never have a woman willingly because all of them were scared of him. Not Lunetta, she was the only woman he knew he didn't have to tie down to fuck, but he would certainly tie her down if she would have allowed it. "She wasn't afraid of me either, why are you afraid of me hermana?" Vaas asked softly, she opened her eyes an stared into his. "Hmmm?" Vaas pressed much more firmly this time, her bottom lip trembled and before she could evade his strike, his hand hit her cheek and she had tumbled out of the chair.

"Vaas, dude! Just bring in the next one." Damian ordered, Vaas smirked and walked back around to sit in his seat.

"Benny, get the next fucking whore in here!" Vaas yelled to the entrance to the garage, Benny came strutting in with another woman in his grasp. He put her gently in the chair and picked up the there one, guiding her out in silence. The woman that entered was familiar to Vaas, she could be considered a veteran compared to some of the new product that had walked into his compound just recently.

He was trying to remember her name, he knew he had fucked her before. Raman? Ramona? Reba? He shook his head until finally his eyes found hers again.

"Raven... Sit." He gestured to the seat across from him and Raven did as he requested, he had broken her long ago. She was lean, not too skinny as the others, long black hair that was tended nicely, but smelled like shit. She was Vietnamese, wearing a two piece bikini as most of the whores did.

"Why did you come along? Was it for money?" Vaas asked curiously, she shook her head.

"It was for you Vaas, I heard about what Lunetta did to you and I think I could be much better than her." Vaas's jaw tensed and he leaned forward into the table, arms crossed, he grabbed his half empty beer and took a sip of it, he placed it down a bit more roughly than the glass allowed it and the bottom broke causing beer and glass to spill across the table. Damian jumped from his seat, hands risen in surprise.

"The fuck man!"

"You got some balls girl." Vaas's voice was dangerously low, grungy and angered. He really was a bull and she was going to get the horns.

"I am only being truthful, you need someone who is skilled." Vaas leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, he was furious.

"You know nothing, she was perfect."

"But she wasn't enough Vaas, if I was her, I never would have left you."

"Get out."

"Please Vaas, I can even act like her." Vaas's eyes trailed over to Damian, out of some unknown nervousness his hand went to the table and he began tapping his dirt encrusted fingernails on it.

"I should kill you." Raven smiled, her teeth weren't pretty like Lunetta's but they weren't ugly either. Vaas was very big on teeth and their appearance said everything about a person.

"But you won't."

"No, I am gonna have Damian take you for a ride." Her smile fell, Vaas grinned. "What? You thought I was gonna let you fuck me? I don't know how many people have fucked your pussy, hell no baby. Damian?" Damian grinned like Vaas and brushed his knuckles on his vest.

"It would be my pleashhure."