One Night Stand

I don’t know how it happened, but in one day she had become the school slut. Everyone knew what had happened, and now she had become the biggest whore in town. Maybe it was her “Virgin Mary” reputation that shocked everyone, I’m not sure, but deep inside she knew they were all right. I don’t know what possessed her to do it. Maybe it was his charming smile or his generous tip, but she had done it. She had sex with a man, one whom she had not know his name, a man who was no less then thirty years older then her.

After a long Saturday night working at El Fantaisie, he was waiting for her, beside his deep red convertible corvette. She was acting on impulse, instantly hopping into the stranger’s car and driving off into the night.

She sat tense on the sketchy, run-down motel bedding which reeked of mildew and past affairs. His oddly familiar crystal blue eyes pierced through her as he serenaded her with words.

“Just relax, I’ve done this before, I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry, No one will ever find out”, and with that she was captivated.

She woke in the morning to three crisp hundred dollar bills and a note of warning:

“If you ever tell anyone I will come after you. I know who you are and where you live. All you have to do is be silent”

In a heat of panic, she frantically searched her things. He had taken her license. Just as he said, he knew who she was. With that, she fled the shabby motel, without her virginity, her license, or any way home. She roamed the streets in tears, with just three hundred dollars, and a death wish

School was hell. I don’t know how it got out, but it did. Frightened for her life, she ran to the on person she could trust. The one she knew would accept her no matter what happened: her Boyfriend. In a flood of tears she told him everything that had happened.

“Baby, it’s ok, I forgive you. I still love you, you know that, nothing will change that” he lied with a hint of pain in his crystal blue eyes. With that he walked her home. It was awkwardly quite for a while, until they reached my front door. He turned to me with an out of place grin swept across his face.

“He’s dead, you know, my dad. When I found out what he did, what you did, I killed him” he said pulling her lost license out of the front pocket of his jeans.

As the tears rolled down her face, she realized what had happened

“I didn’t know who he was” she whispered, horrified at what she had done.

“It doesn’t matter anymore, it’s done now” he said grabbing her hair and pulling her to her knees. She looked up into his crystal blue eyes as he spoke his last words.

“Say goodbye, you filthy bitch, this is that last thing you will ever see”

From the window I watched as the blade pierced the skin of her throat, hurling her body to the hard cement floor. All I could to do was watch his piercing crystal blue eyes as he threw her license at her feet, and walked away from her, leaving my sister to her crimson fate.