Chapter Five
So recently I've been trying to update my other fanfics but, it's not going so well. I really hate the summer heat. It makes me lazier than usual.
"I can't believe you fucking left me that that hooker Eddie. What the fuck?" Chucky complained, as they drove to one of the dump sites. The smell of garbage was nauseating but, not as rank and disgusting as the decomposing hooker in the back of Eddie's van.
"Man I fucking panicked. What did you expect me to do? Hold your hand while the bitch bled out?" Eddie retorted, making Chucky more annoyed. Eddie wouldn't be acting so smugly if it was him lying in the back of the van rotting away.
"Fuck it, let's just get rid of it and go meet with Tiff. I promised we'd hang out tonight," Chucky muttered, irritated. Lately Tiffany wanted to spend more time with him which, he didn't mind. She was beautiful and there was a dark side to her that matched with her nurturing side. She could be a great killer once she got a little practice.
"You really think you can trust her? She can't handle this sort of shit Chucky," Eddie said, lately he'd been calling him that. It caught on and as more time passed, Chucky didn't mind.
"Tiff can handle it. Trust me. She's a born killer. She just doesn't know it yet," Chucky replied, laughing maniacally. That laugh just about scared the piss out of Eddie but, he just laughed awkwardly with him.
They parked behind a large dumpster and climbed out of the van. It was dark, which was perfect. They didn't need to get caught. Chucky opened the back of the van, he stared at the dead hooker, Chucky's cold stare was as lifeless as her empty eyes. Eddie came around to join him, running a hand through his shaggy black hair as he lit another cigarette. They rolled her out of the van and Chucky forced Eddie to pick her up and carry her over to the dumpster.
Eddie dropped her on some tarp and Chucky helped him roll the body up before they threw her into the dumpster. After getting cleaned up, Chucky and Eddie drove to the Diner to meet Tiffany. She wasn't there yet, Chucky and Eddie took a seat at their usual both in the corner as the Waitress slinked by to take their order. "Hiya boys, what can I get for you tonight?" she asked, flipping her feathered strawberry-blonde hair over her shoulders.
"We're waiting for someone," Chucky answered, as Eddie lit another cigarette. The waitress wrinkled her nose at the smoke before making flirty eyes at Chucky.
"So, I get off at eleven if you want to go for a drink at Sneaky Pete's," she said, batting her fake lashes at him.
"Sorry babe, there's only one girl I'm hangin' with these days," Chucky answered, as Tiffany entered the Diner. Chucky smiled as Tiffany caught sight of him and smiled brightly. Her long black hair was wild and she was covering her chest as she ran to greet him. The waitress turned and rolled her eyes as Tiffany reached the table.
"We'll have the usual, thanks," Tiffany said, sliding into the booth next to Chucky.
"What's up Tiff?" Chucky asked, as she pulled her hand away from her chest. Slightly above her right breast, Tiffany had a tattoo of a heart with a knife in it and the name Chucky above it in lovely black lettering. It proved that she really truly loved him. "Wow Tiff, I'm..speechless," Chucky said, pulling her against him and then kissing her hard.
"You like it?" Tiff asked, pulling away from the kiss.
"I love it Tiff," Chucky replied, pulling her into another hard, hungry kiss.
"Yeesh, get a room," Eddie muttered, stubbing out a cigarette.
"Jealous, Eddie?" Tiff teased, making Chucky laugh a quiet laugh. Eddie was silently relieved, he never wanted to hear that twisted maniacal laughter that he'd heard earlier.
"Not really," Eddie muttered, trying not to stare at Tiffany. He knew that however Chucky felt, he was still one crazy jealous guy. He considered Tiffany to be his property, Eddie knew this for a fact. Charles Lee Ray did not fall in love. At least, that's what he thought.
After they all ate, Eddie dropped Chucky and Tiff off at her parents place. Tiffany knew that her parents would be out and she was sure that her younger sister would also be out of the house. They would have the place to themselves. Chucky made himself comfortable on Tiffany's bed, frowning again at the healing bruise on her lip.
Tiffany lit some candles and turned on some music, she smiled at Chucky before sitting down next to him. "Hiya Tiff," Chucky said, in a low husky voice. His bright blue eyes were full of lust. Tiffany felt herself grow hot down in her most private place. She wanted him to be inside of her again. She longed for it.
"Hi Chucky," Tiffany whispered, blushing. Chucky pulled her against him and kissed her hard, possessively. Tiffany smiled against his lips, loving the feel of his erection on her. Her black nailed fingers brushed teasingly against the straining zipper of dark jeans. A low growling moan came from Chucky's throat, making Tiffany more excited.
"Make love to me again Chucky," Tiffany moaned, as he stroked the crotch of her panties. He could feel the moist heat coming from her, and he just had to take her. He kissed her again, pulling her panties off with one hand as the other held on to her long black hair. Tiffany was unzipping Chucky's pants when a gasp shocked them out of their pleasure.
Tiffany and Chucky looked up to see Tiffany's sister, Jessica standing at the open doorway. An evil smirk on her face. Jessica was nearly two years younger than Tiffany and they seemed to fight mercilessly. Jessica liked to blackmail and torture Tiffany. She'd been their parents' favorite since she was born. "I'm gonna tell Mom," she said, making Tiffany stand up and run over to her. Before Jessica could run, Tiffany had her by the collar of her acid washed jean jacket.
"You're not going to tell mom anything. Or dad," Tiffany growled, making chucky smile. He sat up, watching as the smug look on Jessica's face turned to one of fear. She masked the fear with a would-be smug look. But, Chucky could still see the fear in Jessica's dark doe eyes. He supposed she could be cute, if she didn't constantly have a "snobby bitch" look on her face.
"How are you going to stop me? If you touch me, I'll tell them that you beat me up after I caught you. You'll be dead meat," Jessica threatened, standing her ground.
Tiffany knew that if Jessica told, she'd never see Chucky again. Her parents would find out about the tattoo as well and then there goes her love life. There goes her life altogether. In that moment, something inside of Tiffany snapped. It's not as if she even liked Jessica. Before anything more could be said, Tiffany clamped her hands tightly around Jessica's smooth slender neck.
She squeezed tightly, cutting off Jessica's air supply. Tiffany held on tightly, strangling her as she fought to get out of Tiffany's grip. Her sharp nails dug into Jessica's neck, drawing blood as painful gurgling noises came out of Jessica's mouth. She tried so hard but, Tiffany was stronger, she was always stronger. After another long moment, Jessica stopped struggling as her body went limp and the light went out in her eyes.
Tiffany blinked, letting her sister's body drop with a loud thud on her carpeted floor. She looked down at her hands, her beautiful hands. She looked over at Chucky, in shock. Would he tell someone? Would he dump her and then go to the police? No, Chucky smiled his handsome smile and then laughed, an evil, cackling laugh. It was amazing. The power, the adrenaline she felt.
Squeezing the life from her sister made her feel almost as good as when she and Chucky made love. Without a word, Chucky took Tiffany into his arms and kissed her hungrily. She kissed him back, and they ended up fucking like she'd never been fucked before, while Jessica's body lay lifeless on the floor.
My apologies for the insanely late update. Things have been keeping me from actually sitting down to write. Not to mention, writer's block is a bitch. Anyway, I hope you weren't too disappointed with this update. It's literally 2:30am as I'm typing these words. R&R please, thanks!