AJ sat in the car the entire time after they had parked in a deserted space beside the river that she once seen as a symbol of calm in her life. She watched him as he carried the body over his shoulder, it wrapped in a black bag, turning away before he dumped it in the river. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. She didn't know if she could ever live the same after seeing all of this.
She turned her head back to look out the windscreen as she watched him walk back to the car, opening the back door and pulling out a large trash can, watching him sit it on the ground not that far from the car, looking at him closely as he began stripping his clothes off. She knew from the minute she laid eyes on him he was no good, but he seemed to know exactly what he was doing.
Once in nothing but his boxers and socks, the rest of his clothing in the trash can, he opened the door to the passengers side where she was, "Get out." He said as she timidly stood out, watching him lean into the car and grab out a few things, first thing being some bacterial hand wash, throwing it to her as her no so good reflexes dropped it from her shaking hands.
She quickly picked it up from the ground and looked at it, "What… what do you want me to do?" She asked. She was willing as willing could get. She was standing across from a horrible, dangerous man. She couldn't decline his requests.
"Wash your hands and give me your jacket." He asked as she shimmied out of her coat, handing it to him as he snatched it from her, throwing it into the trash can with his clothes as he began pouring alcohol and bleach in the can, "What's your name?" He asked whilst concentrating on disposing his evidence.
He supposed it wasn't the girls fault for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He knew she was a friend of Elise's. He wouldn't hurt her, but… it all depended on how she wanted to deal with seeing what she just had. He wouldn't let anyone get in the way of him doing his dirty work and a prison sentence waiting for him.
"April." AJ shivered. She was freezing now that he had took her coat, she had no idea how he was managing to stand in boxers.
She watched as he lit a splint and threw it in the can, screwing her eyes up as she felt the warm heat from the fire hit her face.
"Well, April." Punk turned around whilst letting the clothes burn down, "I'm gonna let you decide on how you want to deal with this." He said, stretching into his glove compartment in the car, taking out clean clothes and shimmying them on as he looked over at her, watching as she examined the fire closely.
"Deal with what?" She asked, folding her arms.
He could see she was shivering. Whether it was from the cold or fear, no doubt both, he didn't know. But he admired her beauty. She was like a little fairy. Completely breakable at the hands of a man like him.
"This." He said, putting on his t-shirt and looking across at her.
"You just… you just killed a guy. How do you expect me to up and walk away from that?" She asked him, "I know who you are. I know you're Elise's brother."
"Tell you about me, does she?" Punk smiled.
"Yeah." AJ nodded, "About how much of a dick you are." She spat, "She told me you were bad, but I never knew… how bad." She examined around her, not believing that this was actually happening. Why couldn't she have just kept walking.
"Always nice to hear the loving words of my little sister." Punk smiled, zipping up his new, clean sweater, looking over at the fire that was still crackling and hissing, "So what is it gonna be, April? Promise me you can keep your mouth shut, and I'll let you go. I might even drop you back home if I'm feeling up to it." He said.
"Why did you kill him?" AJ asked, "I… I deserve to know who I'm defending for here." She spat.
"Just pretend you never saw it. You don't need to know him, you don't need to know why I killed him. You don't even need to know me. You just have to pretend you never seen it." He said, "And I'll let you go."
"And if I don't?" She asked.
"Then you can join him in that river." He said coldly, walking over to the fire that was burning down as AJ ran her hand through her hair, sighing to herself at the mess she was in. She had no idea what to do. Of course she had to keep her mouth shut. She could quite believe that this man would shoot her or kill her if she didn't.
"I won't say anything." She squeaked, watching him turn around with a smirk.
"Good." Punk nodded.
"But..." She began as his smirk faded, straightening himself up. He was in no position to negotiate deals with someone who he could easily just wipe out. It wasn't like him to harm a young lady like her, especially when there was something telling him she was good and kind, but if she was getting in the way of him doing his job, then he'd have no problem in it.
"But what?" Punk said.
"I want to know who I'm lying for. I want to know who you are." She demanded, "I know Elise wouldn't tell me. She's just met me. But I want to know what you do, and why she hates you so much." She said. She knew it was self explanatory why Elise hated her brother. It was probably for this exact reason. But she knew there was more behind it. She could tell this wasn't just the first time he had done all of this. Killing another person.
"Ok." Punk nodded, surprised at himself that he was agreeing, "Ok. I'll take you home, on the way, I'll tell you." He nodded as she just sighed. He could sense she was frightened, but he could also sense she was tough as nails. It took one to know one.
"Do you want my sweater?" He asked her, watching as she paused her shivering frame, staring across at him. He noticed she seemed cold, and he'd put her coat in along with his old dirty clothes. He noticed there was some blood on it, and he had to get rid of it.
"No." AJ said bluntly. She would be seen dead in a sweater worn by such a despicable human being.
Once Punk had got rid of the trash can and done everything he had to to clear everything away, he drove back to where AJ had indicated him, keeping his eyes on the road, not being able to help turning around and stare at her for seconds at a time. She was extremely attractive. In fact, hadn't she not been so defiant, he would have just kissed the sight away that she seen.
"I'm waiting." AJ said, looking out the window in the passengers side as he drove through the dark night. She felt dirty, even though she wasn't. She felt like she was somehow part of this disgusting crime. How would she be able to keep this from everyone. She'd surely go straight to hell.
"What do you want me to tell you?" He asked her.
"What's your name? Who do you work for? What do you do? I don't know. Just tell me something that will make what you done ok. Because to me, it looked like you just killed an innocent man." She spat.
"Ok. My name is Phil. But you call me Punk." He said as she rolled her eyes, "I work about an hour west of here for my dad. We have a nightclub called Invictus, that's where we normally meet, me, him and the rest of our group."
"Your group?" She asked, "What? You're some sort of gang?" She asked.
"Sort of." He shrugged. He didn't even know why he was bothering telling this girl these things. He was surprised at himself. He didn't have to tell her anything. He was the one in control here, "My dad carried it on from his dad, and obviously… I was brought up into it." He told her, "People come to us if they need something taken care of."
"So… you're hitmen?" She asked, cringing as she looked at him, watching him keep his soulful eyes on the road.
"Whatever floats your boat." He turned to her with a smile as she turned away in disgust.
"How can you live with yourself." She shook her head.
"Because I can." He said, "I don't need people like you judging me." He said, "That's all your getting." He told her whilst pulling into a space outside the house block she had directed him to, "How can I trust you?" He turned to her.
He was worried that this girl would run straight to the cops. She didn't seem like the type to do so, but he didn't really know her. He didn't know her at all actually. All he could do was estimate at this point. He seen good in her, which told him she was going to go straight to get help, but she seen stability in her eyes. She could handle herself and the things trapped in her head. She wasn't some dumb, screaming, typical fainting girl. She was very much keeping herself together, and that gave him some peace of mind.
"You know what's sad." She turned to him, "You have the capability to be a decent man." She nodded. She seen it in him. She watched his face whilst he hauled the dead body into the trunk of his car. He didn't want to do this. He wasn't happy with living like this, but oh how he was very much capable of it all.
"What would you know about what I'm capable of?" He laughed.
"If you're capable to kill a man. You're capable to do anything." She said, "That's what any normal person would think, but I can see it in your eyes." She smiled, "You're weak." She said, watching as his twisted smile faded, "You're weak and you're insecure." She told him, not afraid to tell him exactly what she seen in him. She did see a good man somewhere inside him, but she also seen an insecure little boy who didn't know how to use his voice to tell his father no. Perhaps if he did, he wouldn't be all that bad.
She watched closely, suddenly feeling him wrap his hand around her neck, slamming her head against the window, "You be careful what you say." He warned her, "I don't think you realise who you're dealing with." He said as she looked across at him in fear, gasping for a breath, "Call me weak again. Go. I dare you." He looked at her, his eyes almost popping out his head as she shook her head, feeling him release his grip as she gasped, holding her neck to comfort as she looked across at him.
She really had no idea who she was dealing with. She liked to have thought she could see what type of person he was. She knew there was a good man in there that was stuck doing something he couldn't stand, but then again… he seemed just pure evil. She didn't really know him at all. She didn't think anyone could know a man like him. Not truly well.
"Get out of my car." He spat, "If I so much think you've been talking to people about this. Even my sister. I swear to God, I'll kill you, I'll kill your mom, your dad, your brothers and sisters." He said, "Don't fuck with me." He warned her.
She just stared at him, not believing what she had got herself into. She never knew Elise could be related to such evil. She dreaded to know what their father was like.
"Well… should be pretty easy for you. My parents are already dead, and my sister isn't in America." She said, "But by all means, if it helps you sleep at night." She stared across at him, standing out of the car and slamming the door shut, looking at his reflection as he started the car up, watching as the car pulled away.
She couldn't believe this was how her night ended. She couldn't believe this had really happened her. She had no idea what she had got into. Who knew that such a sweet student in one of her classes could have led her to such a monster.
Hmm. Will AJ keep quiet? Will Punk be able to go on knowing she's out there knowing what he done? What will Jack do when he finds out someone seen Punk carrying out a deed? Will AJ tell Elise? All coming soon. Please review and let me know what you guys think of the chapters! I enjoy reading what you think.