Chapter 30:
1988
1988 was a leap year, that according to the Gregorian calender started on a friday, it was a big year for almost everyone. In January George Bush and a news anchor man clashed over Bush's role in the Iran-Contra scandel. On February 17 a bomb exploded outside of the First National Bank in Oshakati, Namibia, killing 27 people and injuring 70 others. Also on August 28 seventy five people were killed, with 346 others being injured in one of the worst airshow disasters in history at Germany's Ramstein Air Base. The year of 1988 was one of the most devastating and suprising years of the century, it was also the last year that The Lakeshore Strangler lived.
Both Charles and Tiffany had settled in at the apartment well, once they had signed the contract, Tiffany had scrubbed the place clean, making it a suitable home for the young couple. Everything about their lives seemed peaceful, Tiffany was a stay-at-home wife, while Charles worked as a security guard at a club. Thankfully, with Charles's wages, they had been able to afford furniture, to nicely decorate their new home. But with Tiffany secretly wanting a family, and Charles craving victims, their lives wouldn't be peaceful for much longer.
Turning around, she noticed her window was open, she rushed over to shut it before BANG. His hands were grasping at her throat, leaving her without air. Tiffany's eyes were wide with fear and small ragged gasp were escaping her throat. She could sense herself drifting away from her body and taking her to a peaceful place, one where there were no worried in the world. But then reality came back, she was almost out of time and she did th first thing she could think of, she clawed her fingers at his hands uselessly.
Tears dripped from her eyes as she screamed helplessly. It was Abhay, she was trapped beneah him, she was repulsed and disgusted, her parched lips wanted to scream and fill the air with the sound of her agony but they couldn't. Her legs wanted to run but they couldn't, instead they laid inert at her side. She felt humiliated, violated and terrorised, her whole bod ached and throbbed with pain as he then lifted her to her feet before tossing her onto her bed.
Waking up with a startling scream, Tiffany wiped the tears from her eyes before she felt Charles reassuringly stroke her back "go back asleep" he advised before explaining "you're safe with me". She glanced over her shoulder and smiled lovingly at him. Years had passed since the terrible event, but still, she lived through it almost every night. "Soon I'll forget" she'd tell herself, over and over again, "it'll get better" she'd whisper as she fell back asleep. The problem was, it never did get better, the actions of both Abhay and her mother would always haunt her. Maybe, it's something, I just need to get used to she thought to herself, before laying beside Charles and whispering "I love you, Chucky". Lying back down, Tiffany stared at the wall and rested her hands on her stomach, No one, would ever hurt my children.
Charles leaped from the bed, he looked at the clock and smiled to himself, he'd been achieved over six hours of sleep, usually he only slept around four hours because of his awkward work shifts. It was early in the morning, when he glanced out the window he noticed it was still dark, thankfully it wasn't raining and he wouldn't be getting drenched as he stood outside the club. The Naughty Singles Club was a popular club in New Jersey, mainly because the people who strolled through the doors were single and good-looking. It was a haven for people looking for a girlfriend or boyfriend, instead of being surrounded by couples, they could flirt with others and have a dance. Charles was on an okay wage, it wasn't going to make him rich any time soon, but for now, it seemed okay. After a relaxing shower, he dried himself and changed into his uniform which consisted of a pair of black jeans, white t-shirt and black jumper. Leaving the bedroom, he looked back and smiled at Tiffany who was sleeping. She always found it difficult to sleep, so it made him happy when she finally found peace during her sleep. He'd promised himself he'd find a way to get rid of her nightmares, even if it meant ending lives.
After leaving the apartment, he left the building and walked down the street, before finding a taxicab. Leaping inside, he told them where he wanted to go then sat gazing out of the window. Pulling up outside the club, he leaped from the cab then made his way inside the club. He was greeted by the clubs bar by the barmaid Sophia, she was beautiful girl with stunning hazel eyes and long fiery red hair, she was quite small and petite, she was wearing a tight pencil skirt and white corseted top. "Alright, honey" she smiled
"Alright, Sophia, everything been alright tonight"
"Yeah, it's okay...there's been a bit of trouble though" answered Sophia as she stood beside Charles and rubbed his back
"What happened" questioned Charles with a coy smile
"Some bastard, decided he'd slap my ass...he then got into a fight with some others, Bobbie's mad 'cause there weren't enough bouncers about. He says, you should'a been there"
"What" spat Charles, "It was my night off. For fucks sake"
"Yeah, babe" purred Sophia, before muttering flirtaciously "don't worry, I ain't mad at you"
"Sophia, you could never, be mad at me" chuckled Charles as he grabbed her buttocks and she pecked his neck
"Oh, baby" murmered Sophia, before explaining in a moan "you should 'erm...go 'n see Bobbie"
"Alright" smiled Charles, before pushing Sophia aside and making his way through the crowd of dancing and cheering people. Walking into the managers office, he smiled at Bobbie the manager, who was childishly playing on her chair that spun. "Sophia, she said you wanted to talk" began Charles, before adding sternly "if it's about some fucking fight, that happened when I wasn't here...don't even start".
Bobbie glared at him, began laughing hysterically then giggled "you fucking idiot", before firmly telling him "actually, you may be getting laid off"
"What..why, I need the fucking money" stammered Charles
"Well, oh well, I can't help ye' there. My business, it's losing money, gotta' get rid of some useless staff"
"Am one of the fucking best, I'm the best bouncer you've had here" stated Charles as he slammed his hand against the wall
"Calm down" laughed Bobbie, before explaining "we'll see how you do, if you ain't good, it's bye bye Charlie"
"Fuck you" he sneered angrily, before charging from the office and back towards the bar. Pointing at Sophia, he demanded "follow me". She submissively followed him into the mens bathroom. Grabbing her roughly by the hair, he lashed her across the bathroom and against the counter. Lifting her up, he sat her on the counter as she giggled, before ragging of her skirt. "Am fucking mad" he growled as he unzipped his pants
"Take it...take it out on me" she begged with a huge smile, as he thrusted himself into her and he groaned passionately.
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Sara stood motionless in her nude, a glistening smile was wiped across her face as she stared at her reflection in the bedroom. She let out a slight giggle as she placed one hand gently against her stomach, before glancing back at the pregnancy test. Life couldn't be any better, she was expecting another child, Eddie he was the perfect father. He was kind and sweet to Caroline, she believed he'd be overwhelmed by happiness, if he found out she was pregnant. "Should I tell him now" she wondered out loud, before muttering to herself "no, I'll wait...till the time is right, suprise him". They had planned a party the following week, she told herself she'd tell him then, in front of everyone. Not many people, had seen her as happy as she was, he was loving towards her and her daughter. He was a member of the family.
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Three Weeks Earlier, at Sara's house
The whole house was eerily quiet, Tiffany caustiously stepped down the hallway, popping her head into the empty rooms she passed. She was expecting to meet Sara, they'd grown even more close, Sara even allowed Tiffany to babysit Caroline. Tiffany and Sara, finally trusted each other, they were no longer simply sisters, but best friends. They'd meet throughout the week, whenever their boyfriends were at work. Together, they'd travel around New Jersey, dining at beautiful restaraunts, spending their lovers hard-earned money on clothes and chatting about their daily lives. Every night, the two whispered about local gossip on the phone after watching the soaps on television, or planned their day out for the following day. This day, they were allegedly going the cinema to watch a movie. Wandering around the house, Tiffany wondered if Sara was in danger, she thought to herself about Eddie, maybe he had hurt her...or worse, killed her.
She shook her head with disbelief as she stepped into the kitchen, it was also empty, usually Sara would be standing their waiting for the kettle to boil. Tiffany then noticed a light was on in the backgarden shed. Quietly stepping out into the back garden, she creeped across the garden. She was trembling with shock, when she heard someone crying, but that wasn't the only noise. There was someone groaning. Bursting through the shed door, she was shocked and screamed with fright when she noticed Eddie. He was standing naked, curled in the corner of the shed was a young boy, he looked terrified and was crying. "What've you done? what have you been doing?" whimpered Tiffany
"Nothing, he's just a kid from the area" grinned Eddie
"You've got to let him go" yelled Tiffany, before roaring "I knew, I knew it...Sara shouldn't of trusted you"
"Calm down, I'm letting him go" laughed Eddie
"You know, what. I'm telling, Sara needs to know, she's not going to love you...not anymore" babbled Tiffany as she wiped away tears
"Don't you like, seeing her happy...you selfish bitch, stop thinking about yourself. Think about Sara, and Caroline, they love me. We're a family" calmly explained Eddie as he covered himself with a robe
"Oh, fuck" grunted Tiffany, before staggering out of the shed and collapsing onto the grass. Wrapping her arms around her stomach, she lundged forward before vomiting onto the floor.
"Stop over-reacting" chuckled Eddie from inside the shed, before he came up behind her and asked "will you, help make sure this kid doesn't talk"
"What, how" mumbled Tiffany, before spitting "you should of thought about that, before taking advantage of the poor kid"
"C'mon, help out an old friend and your brother in law" laughed Eddie sinisterly
"I'm not hurting him"
"No, just make friends with him...get him to trust you" smiled Eddie before patting her on the shoulder, then assuring her "you'll do great".
Chapter 30 finished
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