You Suck: A Love Story Chapter 18

Chapter EighteenNo carcass Likes a Dead harlotFinding her boyfriend tied naked to an up cover bed dust, c over in telephone line, with a jobless, unrelenting dominatrix at his feet would be replete to sound some womens confidence in the stability of their relationship. Some women might even go forth reserve it as a sign of trouble. But Jody had been single for a number of years shed dated rock musicians and stockbrokers and was conditi unriv exclusivelyedd to unusual bumps on the road of romance, so she simply sighed and kicked the hooker in the ribs more as a conversation opener than a confirmation t thump into the ho was dead and said, So, rough night?Awk-ward, Abby sang, peeking in the door, past straightway swinging cover charge into the h apiece(prenominal)way.I forgot my safety word, Tommy said.Jody nodded. Well, that had to be embarrassing.She b kill me.You okay?Yeah. But it hurt. A lot. Tommy looked past Jody toward the door. Hi, AbbyAbby swung around the corner. Lord swamp, she said, with a nod and a junior-grade grin. Then she looked down at the dust, her eyes went wide, and she swung back out into the h e very.Howre your sisters lice? Tommy said. lave didnt work. Abby called, without feeling in. We had to s spend a penny her mental capametropolis.Sorry active that.Its okay. She looks kind of cool, in a Make a Wish kid kind of way.Jody said. Abby, why dont you come in and chuck out the door? If someone walks by and looks in, it might, oh, I dont whap, freak them out a little. Kay, said Abby. She stepped in and palmed the door shut behind her, as if the clicking of the door latch might actually be the thing that would extract attention.I figure I killed her, Tommy said. She was beating me, and she wanted me to bite her, so I did. I think I spilled her dry.Well, shes dead all right. Jody reached down and tossed the blue hookers artillery up. It fell back to the floor. But you didnt drain her.I didnt?Shed be dust if you d id. Heart attack or touch or something. Looks bid most of her blood went on you and the carpet.Yeah, I miscellanea of dis unit of measuremente her throat out and she fell before I could finish.Well, what did she hold back? You were tied up.You dont seem that bo at that placed by it. I eyeshot youd be jealous.Did you ask her to bring you here and beat you until you snapped and killed her?Nope.Did you encourage her to beat you until you snapped and killed her?Of endure non.And you didnt originate off on her beating you until you snapped and killed her.Honestly?Youre naked and arrange to a bed frame, and Im just inches away from both a ride crop and your genitals. I think honesty would be a practiced policy.Well, honestly, the killing part was kind of a turn-on.But not sexual.No way. It was totally homicidal lust.Then were okay.Really, youre not mad?Im just fortunate youre okay.I should feel bad about it, I know, save I dont.That happens.Some bitches just need killing, Ab by said, looking briefly at Tommy, therefore realizing he was naked down the stairs all that blood, looking away quickly. in that location you go, Jody said. She stepped up and began to undo his remnantraints. They were double bands of fleece and nylon, with heavy metal shackles bolted over them. What did she buy these for, to handcuff a grizzly bear? Abby, check the body for a key.Nuh-uh, Abby said, staring down at the dead blue hooker.Jody spy that the kid was focused on the breasts, which were defying gravity, and app arently death itself, by stand there at complete attention. Those arent real, Jody said.I knew that.She was a very slopped woman, Tommy said, trying to help. With in truth big but insincere boobs. Dont be afraid.Abby tore her gaze from the dead womans chest and looked from Tommy, to Jody, to Jodys chest, and back to the body. Fucksocks Does everybody have big boobs but me? God, I hate you guys She ran out the door and slammed it behind her.I do not have big boobs, Jody said.Perfectly proportioned, Tommy said. Perfect, really.Thanks, sweetie, Jody said, kissing him on the lips light so as not to get a taste of the whores blood.I think I saw her hang the key in Lashs Forty-Fucking-Niners hat rack by the door.I really need to teach you how to go to mist, Jody said, retrieving the key.Yeah, that would have helped me avoid a lot of this.You know the Animals sold you out, right?I cant see them doing that. She must have blackmailed them or something.Clint told the cops, withal. Rivera and Cavuto had our loft staked out.Clint doesnt really count, though. He traded in all his moral credibility in this terra firma when he committed to live forever.Amazing how badly the promise of immortality gravels throng behave.Like it doesnt matter how you treat people, Tommy said.There Jody finally got the shackle on Tommys right wrist unlocked and started working on the left. They were heavy, but she thought that given the motivation of torture, she co uld have worried loose, or at to the lowest degree torn apart the bed frame. You couldnt just snap these?I possibility I need to work out. He scratched his nose furiously. So, should we hide the body or something?No, I think its a effectual warning for your buddies.Right.What about the cops?not our problem, she said as she twisted the key in the lock and snapped the restraint off his left wrist. We dont have a dead blue hooker in our apartment.Thats an excellent point, Tommy said, rubbing his wrist. Thank you for rescuing me, by the way. I love you. He grabbed her and pulled her to him, to the highest degree tumbling over on his governing body when she stepped back and he encountered the resistance of his ankle restraints.I love you, too, she said, palming his brow and pushing him back on balance, but you are covered with vulgarism oil and you pass on not get it on my new trounce jacket.In the cab, Abby pouted sticking out her lower lip far enough that pink was showing ab ove her black lipstick, making her look mistily like a cat eating a plum.Just strike down me at my house.Tommy, who sat in the middle, wearing one of Lashs Forty-Niners jerseys, put his arm around Abbys shoulders to comfort her.Its okay, kid. You did great. We are most pleased with you.Abby snorted and looked out the window. Jody, in turn, put her arm around Tommys uterine cervix and dug her nails into his shoulder. Shut up, she whispered, so soft that only Tommy would be able to hear it. Youre not helping.Look, Abby, Jody said, its not something that happens all at once, like in the movies. Sometimes you have to eat bugs for years before you become one of the chosen.I know I did, Tommy said. Beetles, bugs, spiders, mice, rats, snakes, marmosets, OUCH Stop that, Ive been tortured already tonight. You devil are just into each other, Abby said. You dont care about whateverone else. Were like cattle to you.The cabdriver, who was a Hindu, looked in the rear-view mirror.So whats you r point? Jody said.Tommy elbowed her in the ribs.Kidding. Jeez. Abby, we care very deeply about you. Weve believe you with everything. In fact, you may have saved my life tonight.Tommy reared back and looked at Jody.Long story, the redhead said. Then to Abby again Get some rest and come to the loft tomorrow at dusk. Well talk about your future.Abby cut through her arms. Tomorrow is Christmas. Im trapped with the family.Tomorrow is Christmas? Tommy said.Yeah, Jody said. So?The Animals wont be working. I have some issues with them.You were thinking retaliate?Well, yeah.Jody patted the flight bag on the seat, which held all of the money that the Animals had paid to Blue, closely six hundred thousand dollars. I think you have that covered.Tommy frowned. Im beginning to doubt the steadiness of your moral compass.Sure, Im the one with skewed ethics, when you spent the whole night tied up and beat by a blue dominatrix and then ripping her throat out.You make everything sound so sleazy .Abby put her fingers in her mouth and whistled shrill and nearly deafening in the enclosed space. Hello, theres a cabdriver here. Would you two shut the fuck up.Hey, Jody said.Hey, Tommy said.Hey, you, little creepy girl, said the cabdriver, you will not be whistling in my cab again or I will be putting you out on the curb.Sorry, Abby said.Sorry, Tommy and Jody said in unison.With the elision of the odd serial killer, and car salesmen who think of them as the perfect unit for measuring trunk space, nobody likes a dead whore. (Yeah, you can get fin-maybe six dead hookers in this baby.)She looks so natural, said troy weight lee(prenominal), looking down on Blue. Except for the way her arm is bent under her and the riding crop and the blood everywhere, I mean.And shes blue, said Lash.The other Animals nodded mournfully.It was bend out to be a stressful morning for the Animals cleaning up the mess that Jody had made of the store, getting Drew to the emergency room to get his fo rehead sewn up where the wine bottle had hit him (they immediately passed around the painkillers he was prescribed, which help to take the edge off), then explaining the broken front window to the manager when he came in, and now this Youre the one with almost an MBA, Barry, the short balding one, said to Lash. You should know what to do.They dont cover what to do with a dead hooker, Lash countered. Thats a whole different program. Political science, I think.Despite the dulling theyd given themselves with the painkillers and a case of beer theyd shared in the put lot at the Safeway, they were all feeling sad, and a little frightened.Gustavo is the porter, Clint said. Shouldnt he do the cleanups?Ahhhhh said Jeff, the tall ex-jock, as he thumped Clint on the head with a protruding knuckle. Feeling like the knuckle might not quite be enough, he snatched off Clints horn-rimmed glasses and threw them to Troy Lee, who snapped them into four neat pieces and handed them back to Clint.This is all your fault, Lash said. If you hadnt ratted Flood out to the cops, this wouldnt have happened.I just told them that Tommy was a vampire, Clint whined. I didnt reveal them he was here. I didnt describe them about your whore of Babylon.You didnt know her like we did, Barry added, his voice breaking a little. She was special.Expensive, Drew said.S, expensive, added Gustavo.She probably could finally contribute to go to Babylon, said Lash.Forgive them, for they know not what they do, Clint said.Troy Lee bent and examined Blue, careful not to touch her. Its hard to see injure through the blue dye, but I guess she broke her neck. The blood must be Floods. I dont see any marks on her.No bite marks, you mean, said Clint.Of course thats what I mean, nit wit. You know Floods young woman did this, right?How do you know? Lash asked. It could have been Flood.I dont think so, said Troy Lee. Tommy was tied up here see the orangeness crap all over the restraints. And these were unlocke d, not broken.Maybe when Blue let him go he killed her.Troy Lee picked something off of Blues face, as finely as if he were taking her ghost. Except for this.He held a vast red hair up where Lash could see it. No rationality for her to be here, if Flood was loose.Dude, youre like one of those CSI guys, Drew said.We should call those two homicide cops, Barry said, like he was the first who might have thought of it.And tell them to come help us with our dead hooker, Lash said.Well they know about the vampires, Barry said. Maybe theyll help us.How bout we move her to your apartment, and then call them?Well, what are we loss to do with her? Barry said, standing feet apart, hands behind his back, a bodacious Hobbit ready to face a dragon.Troy Lee shrugged. Wait until dark, then exhaust her in the Bay?I cant bear to touch her, Barry said. Not after the moments we shared.You little puntas, Gustavo said, stepping up and beginning to roll up the bloodstained rug. He had a wife and fiv e children, and although he had never given up of a dead hooker before, he thought that it couldnt be any worse than changing the diaper on a gloopy infant.The other Animals all looked at one another, embarrassed, until Gustavo growled at them and they jumped to move the heavy bed frame out of his way.I never really liked her that much, anyway, Barry said.She really did take advantage of us, Jeff said.I just went along with you guys so I didnt unwrap the party, said Troy Lee. I didnt enjoy even half of those box jobs.Lets just put her in my closet until tonight, then a peer of us can sneak the bitch out to Hunters Point and drop her off.On Christmas? Drew asked.Cant believe she took all our money and now shes going to ruin Christmas, said Troy Lee.Our money said Lash. That bitch nobody likes a dead whore.I do like a dead whore now and then, said the vampire Elijah Ben Sapir, derailing a perfectly good theme. Hed snapped the whores neck right before she was completely drained so there would be a body. But one doesnt want to be too obvious. He dragged the whores body behind a Dumpster, and watched as the wounds on her neck healed over. Hed taken her in an passage near Tenth and missionary station streets. Hed had the sticker up on the oversized tracksuit he was wearing, so shed been strike when theyd ventured down the alley and he threw it back to reveal a very pale Semitic man.Look at-chew. Thought baby was a playa the whore had said, her last words. Shed only had a hundred dollars on her, which, along with the tracksuit and a pair of Nikes, were the complete resources the ancient vampire had at his disposal.Hed come to the city in a yacht value millions, filled with art worth millions more, and now he was reduced to making kills for petty cash. Of course he owned several homes around the world, and had stashes of cash put away in a dozen cities, but it would take some time to portal it. And perhaps it wasnt so bad to have the wolf at the door, for a change. After all, hed come to the City and taken a new unfledged in order to alleviate his blaseom. (Its very hard to feel live(a) when youve been dead for eight hundred years.) And she had done that. He was not bored and he felt very much alive.He walked out of the alley and checked the sky. Dawn was threatening he had perhaps twenty legal proceeding until sunup. Where does the time go? He crossed the street and was buzzed into a hotel with a sign that read for rent, by hour, day, or week. He could smell the cigarettes, sweat, and heroin on the desk clerk, and he kept his head down so the hood covered his face.Do you have a room without a window?Twenty-five bucks, like all the others, the clerk said. You want sheets? Sheets are five more.The vampire smiled. No, I dont want to spoil myself.He paid the clerk, took the key, and trudged up the steps.Yes, he felt very much alive. One really cant rate what one has until its gone. And without a significant loss, how would one e njoy the process of revenge?