Jaden

Note: This is a first for me I have never written anything before, but the characters kept popping up in my mind and insisted that I try and tell their story, they can be persisted little buggers. The title may change later on in the future. First draft,there will be errors but maybe not too many? please review. I hope you enjoy what I have so far.

New York

(Feeding the Fish)

The old Buick, slowed to a stop. The driver clutched the steering wheel with both hands, his knuckles white contemplating if he really wanted to get out of the car. He looked out over the stirring wheel, and even though he had the heater on steam still escaped his nose and mouth as he breathed heavily. Rico was a big man, 6 foot 2 and seriously overweight mostly in his stomach, Rico liked spending money on good food and it showed. He hesitated stepping outside; it was cold tonight low 20’s real cold and colder with winds gust as high as 23 miles per hour. It felt as if the winds could cut through your bones. He sighed heavily preferring the warm weather of the tropics and considered heading down south for the rest of the winter. He sat there for a few minutes wishing he could be someplace warmer, he hated the cold; he hated to be out on such a cold night. Finally shutting off the car, he turned to Sammy in the passenger seat and lightly jabbed his arm to get his attention.

“Come on move your ass.”

Sammy glared at Rico, he sat in his corner of the passenger seat all bundled up and still shaking from the cold, as he watched the big man struggle to get himself out of the car. He hated Rico’s old jalopy, Rico would joke about his car, “hey I may not live on Park Avenue, but I drive Park Avenue.” Sammy never did get it, he shivered again, and even with the heater running he was still cold. But they don’t make them like they used to and Rico liked how the seat molded with his big butt. He was not as tall as Rico and definitely not overweight. But he was not in shape either, he was average looking with an average body, dark brown hair cut short and a goatee that he thought gave him an European flair. Rico would laugh at him and asked who shit on his chin when he first saw it. But Rico was not one to talk, his face scarred and pockmarked from acne he picked on over the years. He kept his black hair slicked back with gel hoping it made him looked thinner, instead he just look tired and overweight.

“Shit, shit, shit, this is fucking wrong! Rico, did you hear what I said? Sammy growled in frustration, as he got out of the car still glaring at him.

“Shut the hell up, someone can hear you.” Rico whispered in anger, as he walked around to the back of the car and popped the truck open, flapping his arms and jumping up and down trying to keep warm, his eyes darting left to right and vice a versa checking to make sure they were indeed alone on this deserted spot near the river.

“Who the fuck is gonna hear us out here in the middle of fucking no where?” Sammy retorted. He shrugged his shoulders with hands out as if to show him they were alone, then he shoved his hands back into his pockets and followed Rico, cursing him for going along with this.

Sammy was beyond angry, both he and Rico had done a job that disgusted him. It was supposed to be a simple job and no one would really get hurt. They have done this before, film an S & M scene for the rich perverts who liked to watch and sometimes participated. However, this time it was different. What they ended up filming was a real life snuff film. Sammy was nervous he never seen anything like it. He was surprised that Rico kept filming everything, Sammy had done a lot of shit before but not murder. Now they were out on the SW side of Manhattan in the middle of the night taking the body out of the trunk of the car and getting ready to dump it in the river.

Sammy got closer to Rico and in a strained whisper he said, “Jesus fucking Christ Rico, what they did to this kid, I ain’t ever seen anything like it. How the fuck this don't make you sick? Those fucking perverts, Rico! They fucking came on his body!” Sammy’s eyes were wide and he looked like he was about to jump out of his skin.

Rico stepped back and looked at Sammy, he felt like punching his lights out, he was freezing and he didn’t need him to bail out. It was bad enough when Sammy ran out of that place as soon it was over so he could throw up near his car. Rico did not care for Sammy’s opinion, the night air was cold and he wanted to go home, trying real hard to control his anger he looked at Sammy. Instead of showing a calm demeanor, Rico sounded like he was threatening Sammy.

“Sammy listen to me, don’t freak out on me, we gotta take care of this OK? Besides, we made good money off it, so whatca you complainin about. Just shut the fuck up and help me here. I need to get home and thaw out my balls they’re frozen solid, FUCK its freaking cold tonight.”

Sammy couldn’t shake it off he was freaked out and feeling a little guilty, since Sammy looked less threatening he was the one who lured the kid into the car not knowing how the evening would end, the boy they had was very young and pretty.

When Sammy first saw him, he thought it was a girl. He wasn’t very tall about 5 feet, maybe 8 inches tall, and maybe still had about a year to two left to grow. He was slim but not too skinny and he had the most beautiful green eyes that no male should have. The boy’s hair was black and shoulder length strait, his complexion pale and his lashes were long and thick. His mouth, Sammy almost got a hard on when he looked at the boy’s mouth they were like Angelina Jolie’s mouth a soft pink. Sammy kept thinking that if he really were a girl he would try to get together with her later after the scene was over. From a distance, the kid looked like a flat chested girl. For a boy he was fucking amazing to look at, he almost drooled on himself.
[Damn but the kid looked beautiful, what a shame it was a boy had to be no more then maybe 14 or 16 years old the most] Sammy thought to himself, and just couldn’t get the kid out of his mind.

“HEY” Rico spat, “Are you gonna help me or just stand there like a fucking idiot?” Rico was getting fed up with Sammy’s complaints and lack of enthusiasm to help him; fact is he didn’t give a shit, the kid was a whore and as far as Rico was concerned, the kid had to know what he was getting into. Not about getting killed no, but with the kind of living he was making he had to know he would never reach the age of retirement.
“For fuck sakes Sammy, come on snap out of it already. I wanna be finished with this shit and get home. I’m FUCKING FREEZING MY ASS OFF!” so much for trying to remain calm, Rico was slowly losing his patience with Sammy.

Sammy just stood there for a moment, like a deer in the headlights look, then he shook his head in agreement, Rico was right it was freezing. New York experienced an early frost and they got at least 10 inches of snow last month, it was a heavy snowstorm. It was 3 weeks before Thanksgiving, and he had a pocket full of money. He could get out of town for the holidays or maybe stay away longer, depending how long he could make his money last and with which women he would go with. It was time to just brush it off, too late to start feeling anything about the kid. Even though he was feeling a little guilty it was too late to do anything for him, the kid is dead. It’s time to get to work and be done with it. His stomach was still a bit queasy, and he didn’t want a repeat of throwing up again. Sammy resigned himself to help Rico so that he could get home as soon as possible. But damn what a waste of a pretty kid.

So Sammy raised his hands up like he was surrendering and said, “Ok, ok. Rico you’re right let’s finish this shit. You take him by the shoulders and I’ll grab his feet.” Sammy took in a deep breath of the cold air to help calm his stomach.

Rico relaxed a bit and replied in a cold tone of voice, “Good by this time tomorrow night, it’ll be fish food.”