Chapter Five: The Death of Lee Kincaid
AN: Warning - This chapter has attempted rape and acts of violence.
The music blared loudly as Blair and Lee danced together, Lee buying them both drink after drink. Blair couldn't help but drink them all. She didn't want to seem ungrateful or a wet blanket so she accepted all of the booze Lee sent her way.
Meanwhile, Jo was dancing with a guy she had just met named Simon but could hardly keep up with him as he was a much better dancer than she was.
However, she had more pressing matters on her mind than dancing. She tried to keep her eye on Blair and Lee whenever she went past them.
As she and Simon danced past them during their third song, she noticed Blair holding a bottle of beer while being much more giggly than Jo had ever seen her before.
Shit, she's drunk, Jo thought in dismay, peering over Simon's shoulder to get a better look. Blair looked like she was out of breath as she was laughing about something but from what Jo could see, Lee hadn't exactly said anything that would make Blair even want to laugh. He was, however, studying Blair very closely.
Jo pursed her lips. I know that look. He's trying to score before the night is over, she thought. Not on my watch.
When the song ended, she turned over to Simon and thanked him politely as another song started playing. She walked over to Blair and Lee.
"Hey, Blair! I'm gonna head over to the little girls' room and then we gotta go!" She yelled to Blair over the loud music.
Blair hardly acknowledged her. The alcohol was making her feel slightly woozy. Blair could hardly keep her eyes open; every time she tried to keep them open, it felt like there were three Jos instead of just one in front of her.
"Sure, Jo…ready when you are," she said dopily, swaying with the music.
Jo frowned, giving her friend and Lee a quick glance. It'll only be a few minutes. A few minutes, she repeated in her mind. Then I'll get Blair and we'll leave. She quickly headed off to find the bathroom.
On second thought…Blair thought, turning her head towards where she had last seen Jo. Her stomach felt queasy and she felt dizzy. I really feel awful. "Jo, I'm coming with you!" She called out.
But Jo had already disappeared through the crowd of people to find the bathroom.
She moaned, rubbing her head. Blair wanted to go the bathroom with Jo. "I don't feel so good," she said to herself.
She took a step and stumbled, dropping her bottle of beer.
Lee quickly caught her before she hit the floor.
"Oops a-daisy," he said as he caught her, grinning mischievously as he tried to grope her. Fuck, she feels so damn good, Lee thought as he pressed his fingers against Blair's back and stomach. He could feel his erection grow with each touch he made with his fingers. He already started picturing Blair without her clothes and the image only made him more aroused. He looked around at all his surroundings cautiously to start planning his next move.
That annoying friend of hers is gone and no one else is even looking at us!
"We gotta get you some fresh air, babygirl," he told Blair as he brushed one of his fingers against her lower back.
Blair's eyes blinked rapidly. What about Jo? I need to wait for Jo! She felt like her mind was screaming at her to wait for Jo but her body was too delayed to do so.
Blair's mouth felt dry and parched. She felt as if she could barely talk. Fresh air does sound good, she thought. She let Lee steer her away outside.
Jo tapped her foot impatiently as she waited in line among fifteen other women for the bathroom.
Jesus Christ, I've never seen a line this fuckin' long in all my life! She thought irritatingly as she glanced at her watch, tapping her foot impatiently on the hard tile floor.
Blair was wrong. The fresh air she was getting outside definitely wasn't helping. She felt weak, pale and dizzy as Lee assisted her outside the bar onto the parking lot.
"Oh, shit," Blair swore as she stumbled, trying to keep her balance.
"What?" Lee asked her.
"Stop," she said, clutching her belly.
"What for?" Lee asked cautiously, taking a quick glance around. The parking lot was empty.
"I'm spinning," Blair said, feeling sicker by the minute. She instantly regretted all the Southern Comfort she had consumed plus the three beers she had drank. Or was it four or five? Blair couldn't remember. All she knew is that she felt horrible.
Then without warning, she keeled over, clutching her stomach as she vomited in the dirt.
Blair and Jo's waitress returned from waiting on other tables to pick up their check. Everyone was gone.
She shook her head in disappointment. She had hoped Blair wouldn't have fallen for Lee's tricks. He was a sleazy womanizer who used his good looks and smooth talking ways to prey upon unsuspecting women. And above all, he was married! That made him even worst of a person in her books.
She was glad Jo had seen right through him and refused to be another one of his one night stands.
She sighed. That damn bastard is probably going to get that girl so wasted, she won't remember her name the next morning, she thought mournfully. Poor thing. She doesn't know what kind of man Lee Kincaid really is.
She set the check down on the table, noticing Blair's purse still on the table.
Wherever they went, it can't have been too far. The little lady left her stuff.
She picked up the purse and craned her head around the bar, looking around for any sign of Blair or Jo. She put the purse back on the table.
They'll be back. Now just get on back to work.
"How are you feeling now, babygirl?" Lee asked Blair a few minutes later. He handed her his handkerchief and watched her wipe her mouth. He put his hand on Blair's back, rubbing her to soothe her. With each inch, he got braver and braver, until his hand reached the small of her back.
Lee moved to lean his head towards Blair's face. The spinning in Blair's head subsided a little as she began to regain her bearings. She didn't like the way Lee had his hands on her and she definitely didn't like how he was calling her 'babygirl' or leaning like he wanted to kiss her.
Blair slowly moved her head. "I'm fine now, thanks. Really. I'm actually starting to feel a little better," she told him, sniffling. She put the handkerchief back up to her nose.
Lee wasn't deterred. He licked his lips at Blair. "Yeah, you're really startin' to feel real good to me, too," he said. He grabbed Blair's waist and pulled her to him. "You know that, babygirl?" He reached to grab at her ass.
Blair grimaced at being called babygirl again. It had a sexual connotation to it and she didn't like it. She was beginning to feel more and more uncomfortable with each passing minute.
"Um…I think I'm just going to keep walking, thanks," she said uncomfortably, giving Lee a nervous smile as she pulled away. Maybe if he sees how uncomfortable I am, maybe then he'll leave me alone.
Meanwhile, Jo had finally left the bathroom. Jo didn't think she'd ever seen a restroom as huge and as crowded in her life! I didn't think I'd ever leave!
She walked back out to where she'd last seen Blair. Blair was gone.
"Blair?" She called out frantically, scanning the room.
Oh, God. She musta ran off with that goddamn creep! She thought. She quickly ran back to their table. Blair's purse was still there, along with the check the waitress had left. But no Blair.
Jo picked up the purse and frowned. "OK, so she obviously left her purse and didn't pay the tab. Not like Blair to dine and dash. She must still be here somewhere," she thought aloud.
She groaned loudly. "Damn it, Blair! Why can't we just go out and eat like normal people?" She took off running.
She ran up to their waitress. "Excuse me? Have ya seen my friend? Ya know, the blonde one?" she asked. She handed the waitress some bills to pay for her and Blair's drinks.
The waitress shook her head. "No. Don't think so. Hopefully she's not with that Lee fellow."
Jo's heart dropped. Shit! I knew it! "Uh…thanks!" She said, running out the door.
"No, Lee, I'm with somebody," Blair pleaded as she tried to push Lee off her. Lee had pushed Blair up onto the trunk of a stranger's car, pawing at her dress and trying to feel her up.
"So what? I'm with someone, too. Now c'mon, Blair. I'm not gonna hurt you. I just want to kiss you."
Blair shook her head. "No, Lee. I've been sick." She held her hands up in front of her face.
"Please, Blair…lemme kiss you…please…" he panted. Blair froze uncomfortably as Lee placed his lips upon her bare neck.
When he let go, he then began running his hands all along Blair's body.
"You're gorgeous! Did you know that? You're so fucking gorgeous!" He exclaimed.
If Blair hadn't of felt so rigid and uncomfortable, she probably would've melted into a puddle at Lee's words but she didn't. Instead she felt scared and petrified.
"Blair, relax, OK? Relax." Lee said to her as he went to untie one of the shoulder straps on Blair's sundress, kissing it. Blair wriggled, trying desperately to get free.
Lee had then cupped one of her breasts through the fabric and was desperately trying to take her dress off, right outside of the parking lot.
She was no match for his strength. No matter how many times she tried to bat his hands away, wriggle, squirm and block him from touching her, he didn't relent or give up.
"No! Lee! Stop it! I mean it! No, I mean it!" She croaked out, trying to bat his hands away. He only chuckled, which made Blair feel even worse. She instantly thought about Jo. Jo must be worried sick about me! She thought. "Jo's probably wondering where I am!" She shrieked.
That bitch? Lee thought in contempt, as he thought of Jo, the one woman who turned him down.
"Fuck that bitch," he snarled, reaching out to grab at Blair's waist again.
Without even thinking, Blair struck Lee's face in anger. Say what you want about me but never speak of Jo like that!
Blair watched in horror as Lee's face twisted up into something horrific. Gone was the flirtatious, handsome man Blair had met in the bar. His face resembled something evil and horrifying.
He slapped Blair viciously across the face so hard, she thought her nose was broken.
Then she felt him slap her hard across the other side of her face.
He then grabbed her face with his large palm and began squeezing her cheeks as hard as he could. "Don't you ever, ever hit me, you fucking, slutty bitch! You hear me?" He roared.
Blair felt a loud thud as he lifted her body and turned her around and pinned her harshly on the back of the trunk. She lay on her stomach and Lee had pinned her arms and hands behind her back. She instantly felt her head throb and the pain of being slammed against the car as she desperately struggled.
She felt him pull her dress up and could hear him unbuckle his belt to release himself. She could feel his hardness rub unforgivingly against her rear end and it both sickened and frightened her. "Please don't hurt me, Lee! Please don't hurt me!" she pleaded.
Lee yanked Blair up by the hair and slammed her head against the trunk, turning her head up to face the left side. "Shut up, you stupid slutty whore! Shut the fuck up, bitch! You hear me?" he growled.
Blair's eyes welled up with uncontrollable tears as snot and tears ran down her face. He's going to rape me! Oh, God! He's going to rape me!
"Don't hurt me, Lee! Please don't hurt me! Please!" She screeched out frantically again. She felt his hands grip her underwear. Her ankles were beginning to give way. She howled out in pain as she felt Lee put more pressure on her arms.
Just as she felt no one would hear her or do anything to help save her, she heard one familiar voice in the parking lot.
"Let her go!"
It was Jo.
"Jo!" She squealed desperately.
Lee turned to face her. "Get the fuck out of here," he rasped dangerously to her.
He turned his attention back to Blair.
"Jo!" Blair cried out again.
Instantly, Blair and Lee both heard the click of the barrel of a gun as Jo placed Casey's magnum directly at the nape of Lee's neck. Jo's thumb pulled back the hammer of the gun.
"You better let her go, you fuckin' ugly asshole or this parkin' lot's gonna be fuckin' splattered with you all over it!" She threatened menacingly, glaring up at him fiercely.
Lee slowly raised his hands up, surrendering. He let go of Blair. Blair quickly darted away from Lee, clutching at her torn and tattered dress, sobbing.
"Relax. Calm down, would you? We were just having a little fun, that's all," Lee lied.
Jo didn't look convinced. She didn't remove the gun from Lee's neck. "Looks like you got a real fucked-up idea of fun," she snapped.
Blair tugged on Jo's arm. She was exhausted, relieved, embarrassed, horrified, humiliated and sore all at once. All she wanted was to leave and forget the night ever happened and that she had ever met Lee.
"Come on," she said to Jo. "Come on." She turned to walk towards their car.
But Jo wasn't done with Lee yet. She glared at him. "Turn around," she demanded. "Look at me!"
Lee turned, narrowing his eyes evilly at Jo.
Jo gritted her teeth, glaring at this evil, smug bastard who had the nerve to almost rape her best friend. She wanted to give him some parting words before they left him for good. Something that would hopefully make him think twice.
"In the future, when a woman is cryin' like that, she's not havin' fun!" She cried out at him tearfully.
Blair tugged on her arm again. "Jo, let's go," she sobbed, her head starting to pound. "Let's go."
Jo turned to follow Blair back to their car to leave. And that's how it should've ended. Until they heard Lee shout at Jo, insulting her.
"Fuck you, bitch!" He yelled. "I should've just went ahead and fucked the slut!"
Jo stopped dead in her tracks. She turned her head around and stared at Lee, aghast.
She looked up at Lee, wide-eyed. "What'd ya say?" She asked, nearly gasping.
Lee only stared at Jo calmly. "I said suck my cock," he said to her smugly.
Without warning, in a flash of rage, Jo took two steps towards him and aimed the gun directly at his face. She pulled the trigger and watched as Lee fell in a heap against the same car he had attacked Blair on. He didn't move.
Blair gasped, putting a hand over her mouth. "Oh, my God," she said, horrified. "Oh my...Jesus Christ…Jo, you shot him. You shot him…"
She turned to her friend in horror, her eyes wide and her mouth open but words failing her.
Jo stared at Lee's body, unflinching. "Get the car," she ordered Blair calmly.
We gotta get the fuck outta here! Was the only thought registering in her mind.
"Jo…" Blair began again.
"Get the car," Jo said again.
Blair didn't say another word. She dutifully did as she was told, forgetting about the pain she was already in.
Jo knelt down and stared into Lee's open, unseeing eyes. Something about them made her feel somewhat satisfied. Flashbacks of her time in Texas came flowing through her mind like a waterfall.
Her mom at work one day at a bar. Her agreeing to wait for her mother after school as a young teen as she chatted it up with a man she had thought she had trusted as she waited for her mother
She remembered getting assaulted and raped by the same person, right inside the men's bathroom of the bar; the older man threatening to harm her if she ever told anyone. Jo remembered being angry and disappointed at her mother because she arrived late; too late to save her.
Not too late to save Blair, at least, she thought morosely.
All of those things that happened forced them to move back to New York. Jo never told anyone what had happened to her, even when it had almost happened to a close friend of her and Blair's years ago. She had kept her secret locked inside and acted like it had never happened. She never even told her mother. She just gave her some cock and bull story she couldn't even remember. She just wanted out of Texas.
The memories flashed through her mind as she finally plucked up the courage to peer into Lee's eyes, imagining he was her attacker.
"Ya watch your mouth, buddy," she whispered to his body.
She suddenly heard the loud screeching of tires. Blair had returned with the car.
"Jo! Come on!" She yelled, sticking her head out of the window.
Jo got up from Lee's body and calmly walked towards the car, her hand still tightly clutching the gun.
As soon as she got in, Blair quickly sped away as quickly as she could out of the parking lot.
"Shit! Damn it! Which way!?" Blair asked anxiously as they made it towards the exit of the parking lot.
"Just turn left! We'll go west! West!" Jo screamed out frantically.
Blair turned the car wildly as the two women swiftly made their way out of the parking lot of the Silver Crown and onto the interstate like two bats out of hell.