Roselyn and Jade straightened their short skirts when they saw a white truck approaching. The two had just found the perfect spot to attract clients, it was their first day of work and they just had a bit of luck. Or, at least one of them. They thought. Roselyn, the shorter one of the duo twirled her hair with her fingers, her lip tucked between her lip. Jade, on the other hand, pushed her chest forward showing her perky breasts and her daunting cleavage was on display. It was pretty obvious that the two were new to this line of work.
Stephen took that into account when he rolled down the window. "Hello ladies, " He greeted, a smirk plastered on his face. Roselyn and Jade giggled feeding Stephen's interest. He knew he wanted them both, in more than one way.
"Hi, " They giggled.
"You ladies want to get out of here?" He asked, winked at them, and opened the door for them. The two glanced at each other smiled and then got in with Stephen.
Stephen was desirable, that was a feature you could not miss staring at him. He also had a persuasive charm, it was difficult to say no to him. Irresistible! Jade and Roselyn held each other's hands, the smile on their faces hard to miss. They were certain he would pay them a lot, not only that, they would finally get to touch each other without getting embarrassed since they liked each other. The two best friends were unaware they just made contact with a horrible serial killer, his intentions more than just casual sex.
He drove them to a motel, booked a room, and took them upstairs. He acted so gently with them the girls were overwhelmed by his actions. They were all satisfied by th time they were done, he paid them and offered to drive them back to their posts. They both appreciated his kindness, however instead of taking the route back to Pester Street he took a detour following a road to the mountains.
"Hey, why did you take this turn? We missed Pester road back there!" Joselyn asked, she was getting an off feeling. Stephen did not give her an answer, the two girls stared at each other frightened.
"I don't like this Jay," Roselyn mumbled.
"We'll be fine Rose." She assured her, holding her closer to her.
"Chris, do you think you could take us back to Pester? A friend should be picking us up from there in a few minutes." Jade said using the faux name Stephen gave them.
Stephen carried on driving, silent until he came to an abrupt stop in the middle of nowhere, the outskirts of Kansas. A farmhouse could be seen from a distance, but, other than that there were no physical landmarks as to where they were. Roselyn and Jade were scared to death, their hearts beat irregularly, sweat burned their armpits. Jade could swear she was staring at death in the eyes when Stephen ushered them out of the vehicle.
He pushed them to the ground, "Do not move, or else . . ." He warned and went back to the car.
"Oh my God, what did we get ourselves into Jay!?" Roselyn cried, she was shaking, her heart seemed heavy, her trachea constricted, she found it difficult to breathe.
"It's okay baby, we will be fine. He won't do anything to us." Jade tried to calm her.
"It's not Jay, he is . . .he is going to . . . kill us. I love you so much, Jay. I'm sorry I never told you before. I love you." Roselyn mumbled. She thought she was going to die before the man they assumed was nice killed them.
"I love you too baby. I'm sorry I got us into this." Jade was calmer, she was scared but she wanted to be strong for Roselyn. She loved her so much, she always wanted the two of them to make a life together. They had grown up in foster homes but run away together and lived in the streets for a while.
So, Jade suggested they start prostitution as a way of earning money, it took a lot of time to convince Roselyn but she finally did it. They went to a clothing store and asked if they could be lent some clothes for work. The store manager agreed once he was given a handjob by Jade. She was doing it for them.
She always planned on them moving out of Kansas once they made enough money. It was not a job to be proud of but it was genuine, and they were doing it legally. It helped that it was paying a lot, that would have meant they would be out of the streets in no time.
"It's not- your fault. At least we would die together." Roselyn smiled sadly, Jade wiped her tears and kissed her gently.
All this while, Stephen was in the car grabbing his hammer and knife. He pushed the door open and slammed it hard causing the two women to flinch. They held each other close, Stephen pulled Roselyn hard. Jade whimpered, she mouthed ' I love you to her'. She watched as her best friend, lover, was bludgeoned to death. Her heart ripped and shattered into pieces. It felt as though it was bleeding into her stomach. Her stomach churned and twisted. Her hand flew to her mouth muffling her wails.
Stephen turned to her with a cold look across his face, Jade sniffled, her breath short. She wiped her eyes and laid on the floor, and closed her eyes. She was willing to die, it was not like she would make it anyway. Stephen approached her like the predator he was.
He drove the knife to her throat at an angle, he watched as blood oozed out of the slash. He glanced at the two bodies for a moment before he made his way back to Kansas, appeased. A slow tear from Jade's left eye burned the ground. He just took the lives of two innocent girls who were trying to make a living.