Death Valley

✭ don't go down the backroad ✭

3 days ago

" Oh, fuck," Aliza pinched her nose after snorting a line of coke off his dashboard, " This isn't the cheap shit." She laughed along with the guy she met from the bar.

" Oh my god!" Aliza gasped, " I love this song!"

He snorted a bump off the fist of his hand, as she turned up the song on the car's radio.

" Fuck, I feel so good right now," she giggled, rummaging through her purse for a Marlboro.

" What's that?" He asked, flicking her keychain connected to her purse.

" Oh it's a rabbits foot. My aunts super fucking hippie, she gave it to me years ago for good luck," she said, placing the cigarette in between her lips, " Do you have a lighter?"

He grinned at her, reaching over her legs to his glove compartment above them. Her teeth toyed with the cigarettes placement as he brought the lighter up, lighting the tail end of it.

She took a breath in, inhaling the smoke as he closed the glove compartment.

" So, you think I'll get lucky tonight?" A playful grin plastered on his lips as he watched her laugh from the honest question.

She leaned back in the passenger seat, holding the cigarette in between her two fingers, " I wouldn't have left the bar with you if I thought otherwise."

Her free hand squeezed his thigh and trailed lightly towards the crotch of his jeans. " Do you wanna fuck me?" She whispered, smirking sensually.

He leaned in closer to her, inches away from her lips as he stared at them intently. " Oh, I wanna fuck you."

She smiled, feeling him get hard underneath her hand and she took another drag of the Marlboro, before tossing out the car window behind her.

" But why the backroads? We could've just went back to your place."

  " So no one can hear you scream when I cut your head off." He said blatantly, and her body quickly shifted from the remark.

" What?"A humorless laugh left her parted lips, confused at his answer." That's not funny."

" I wasn't joking. You look good, but you'd look better with your head off your neck."

  Her face fell and she turned her body instantly in a panic, trying to pry the passenger door open. The coke in her system wasn't meshing well with the dreadful terror her heart started to endure.

  " What the fuck?" She asked frantically. " Let me out!"

  He almost laughed from that, " What happened? You don't wanna fuck me anymore?"

  He sighed, eventually pressing the auto-unlock button from the drivers side. Without hesitation, she pushed open the car door, rushing out.

  " Oh c'mon Aliza, your no fun." The dirty blonde teased in a taunting tone, out from the drivers window. He pushed down the keys, starting the car and the headlights beamed from behind her.

  Death Valley was known for two things. The small popular tourist town to stop through on your way to Vegas, and the fact that it was literally almost all valley. No trees or bushes from nature, just valley.

He knew that, just how he knew she would want to leave the car after he said that. It was a sick game he was enjoying, and she was giving him everything he wanted without even knowing it.

  She rose a arm up from the bright lights in front her. " Can you stop that, your-your scaring me." She pleaded, backing away slowly from older black dodge charger.

   He revved his engine, yearning a flinch from her. " I think you should probably start running." A sadistic grin fell on his lips as tears started to stream down her cheeks, unable to think straight from the third line of coke she did in a row with him.

  The car picked up speed quickly and she started running from it hastily.

  He turned the radio up louder, as her screams and pleads were drowned out by the blaring sound of 80's music.

" Somebody please," she sobbed from the base of her chest, " Somebody please, help me, he's trying to kill-"

  Before she could finish begging for her life, she took her last step before falling down a twenty foot cliff at the edge of the road.

He forced his foot down on the breaks and just sat there, registering what just happened. He turned down the radio and stepped out the car, noticing his beloved car was just a couple feet away from following behind Aliza. That bothered him more than witnessing the young girls death.

The crunching sound of gravel beneath his shoes filled the empty void of silence as he peered over the cliff to see a Aliza's lifeless body, on her back with blood seeping behind her head.

A smirk rose as he brought the cigarette she threw out the window, to his lips. Admiring the lifeless girl, eyes locked into the still-sky above her.