Chapter 7
Ruby tried not to tremble too much as he moved closer to her. She thought that if she just acted calm, he would never suspect anything.
"What do you want to talk about, Jimmy baby?" she asked, moving her hand to his cock bulge when he was close enough.
He slapped her hand away and smashed her across the face.
"Don't go playin' those games with me, nigger girl. You know very well what the fuck I want to talk to you about. I heard you sayin' goodbye to the room. Plannin' on goin' somewhere for a while, nigger?"
"No," she said, shaking her head for emphasis. "I was just bidding my goodnight to the room because I'm finished for the day. And I finished good, too. Took on five tonight, Jimmy baby. Ain't that grand?"
"Yeah, real grand. Like a fucking piano."
"But I know you love when I bring in a lot of money," she said.
"That's right. But I love when all the others bring in a lot of money, too. What I don't like is when you start telling all the other girls that the only thing I'm concerned about is money. And I've heard you've been spreadin' rumors about Mary Mews."
Ruby's lower lip was trembling, and she bit it so that he wouldn't see how scared she was. She felt so scared that she didn't even think that she had been betrayed right away. It took a few minutes for her to start wondering where he might have heard all that, and the answer was quite simple. She had only talked with one person about it.
Helen Harte!
She suddenly hated Helen. She wanted to kill that white bitch for opening her mouth.
"Are you goin' to deny that you've been spreadin' rumors?" Jimmy asked her.
"The truth ain't no rumor," she said.
Jimmy slapped her across the face again and again. She could feel all the energy draining from her body, and she clung to her bag.
She had something in there that would help her. She had her knife.
But in the meantime, she was watching everything that Jimmy did. He still had one hand in his pocket, and she suspected that he had some more acid. She wouldn't have been surprised if he threw it in her face, having heard about Mary.
But since she suspected it, she told herself, she was ready for it.
"You fucking nigger whore," he said to her. "That's a fucking lie about Mary. Now where the fuck did you think you're going?"
"Nowhere," she said again.
He ripped at the front of her dress and saw another layer underneath.
"Then why the fuck are you wearing more than one dress? Come on, nigger girl, why don't you try to be brave and confess that you're planning to leave? Why not?"
"Because ..."
"I'd probably think more of you if you told me the truth, rather than some piece of bullshit. Maybe I might even let you go."
Jimmy was tricky, she knew. But he had the power over her, and she decided to play along with his game.
"All right then," she said to him. "I was planning on leaving. I've had enough shit here to last me my whole life. I'm going out West."
"See," he said. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it? Still, now that you have told me the truth, you don't think I'm gonna let you go, do you? No hooker ever walks out on me baby. You knew that all along, didn't you?"
"What are you going to do?"
"How'd you like to join your friend Mary Mews when it comes to looking ugly?" he asked, and then she saw him pull out the small glass bottle.
He pulled the cap off, but she was working even faster. She pulled the knife out of her bag. As he threw the acid at her, she rolled out of the way. It landed all over the bed, and she could hear the sizzling sound as it performed its burning work.
As she rolled off the bed, she held her knife and aimed for his arm. She slashed him in the arm and he dropped the acid bottle on the floor.
She was not prepared for what happened next.
Although she had wounded him in one arm, he still had his stronger arm to work with. While she was close to him he smashed his fist into her stomach. She doubled over in pain but held onto the knife as tightly as she could.
For she knew that was what he wanted.
He smashed his fist on her back, then started to try and pull the knife from her two clenched hands. He only had one good hand to work with, for the other arm was just too pained from the stabbing.
Jimmy was very strong, however, and he soon had the knife turned toward her belly. She knew what he was trying to do. She tried to push the knife away from her stomach, but he was much stronger than she was.
After the first penetrating jab, she lost the rest of her energy.
After that, it was easy for him to control the knife and slash her in the stomach a few more times. The blood dripped to the floor slowly.
As she fell forward, Jimmy was positive she was dead. In some ways, he was glad that she was still holding the knife in both hands. It would look like a suicide, he decided. He could even tell the cops that he had tried to stop her and she had slashed him. That would explain the wound on his arm.
He ran out of the room and down the stairs to get the cops.
Ruby was still alive, however, even if she was hanging on by a thread. She pulled the knife out of her belly and held one hand there to try and stop the bleeding.
As she did, she started to crawl out of her room. She knew just where she was going.
When she got to Helen Harte's room, she turned the doorknob. She was glad that Helen hadn't locked the door.
She crawled into the room and saw some man humping his ass up and down on top of Helen. She had her eyes closed.
Ruby gasped, and blood started to pour out of her mouth. It wasn't until then that Helen opened her eyes and saw the wounded black girl. When she saw all the blood pouring out of her mouth, she started to scream.
The black-haired man who was fucking her got up fast. He took one look at the black hooker and went limp. He grabbed his clothes and started to run toward the door. He didn't want to get involved.
"Ruby," Helen screamed, and she was about to move closer to help her friend when she saw the evil look on Ruby's face. There was a great deal of hatred coming from the black woman. "What happened to you?"
"As if you didn't know," Ruby said. "You told him all those things that I told you. You told him I was gonna leave, and you told him about Mary Mews and the things that I said. You bitch."
Helen wanted to hold Ruby so much, but the black girl was still holding a knife in her hand. It was quite threatening.
"I didn't tell him anything," Helen said. "I swear to you that I didn't."
"But he knew I was going to leave," Ruby said to her. "You're the only one who knew about it, too. You had to tell him."
"I swear to you that I didn't," Helen said.
"Don't you; he to a woman on her fucking death bed," Ruby screamed.
The bleeding black woman was on her knees, lashing her knife around in the air. When she started screaming at Helen, she lunged forward, attempting to stab her. Helen moved out of the way as Ruby fell, face forward, on the bed.
She didn't get up once she fell.
Helen sat on one edge of the bed, and she moved her hand over to touch Ruby's body. When the black woman didn't move, Helen knew that she was dead. She started to cry just then, uncontrollably. She could see blood dripping on the floor.
Two seconds later, Jimmy ran into the room.
"Shit, what the fuck is she doing in here?" Jimmy asked. "Did you know that this fucking bitch tried to kill herself?"
"She didn't try," Helen said. "She succeeded. She's dead."
Helen was getting ready to tell Jimmy that she knew Ruby hadn't tried anyway. She was going to tell Jimmy that she knew he had stabbed her.
"The cops are coming up here," Jimmy said. "I just went to get them. Now I don't want you to open your fucking mouth at all, got it?"
Helen tried to say something, but she was too startled to talk. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Jimmy seemed pissed at her. He walked over closer and grabbed her by her short blonde hair, pulling hard.
"Did you hear what I said to you, bitch?" he asked her. "Not one fucking word from that mouth of yours, got it?"
Helen shook her head yes.
When the cops came, Jimmy answered all their questions. He said that the black girl had been a friend of his, down on her luck. The cops all knew better, but they went along with his story. As long as he continued to pay them off (and he would have to pay them extra for this one) they really didn't give a shit.
They came to take her body, and Helen watched the way they just slung her onto the stretcher, without any regard to the fact that this had once been a human being. They seemed to be treating her like a piece of shit.
Two of the cops stayed around after the body had been carried out.
"I thought you said that she was in the other room," one cop said to Jimmy.
"She was. She must have crawled in here."
"Did she say anything to you?" the cop asked Helen. "Did she say anything before she died? It could be important."
Helen knew that she could tell the cops that Ruby had said Jimmy stabbed her, but as she looked in his eyes, all she saw were icy daggers. She knew that the cops would never take Jimmy in, and after they left, he would deal with her.
"No," Helen said to him, "she had nothing to say. Maybe she was crawling in here because she regretted what she did and wanted help. But she was long past help by the time she made it here. She was a breath away from death."
"Well, I guess there's nothing else then," the cop said to his buddy. "Just another hooker deciding on a final way out."
The two cops walked out the door and slammed it behind them. Helen had been sitting in the bed, with the covers up to her tits, since she had been naked the whole time. When the cops left, Jimmy walked over to the bed and pulled the covers down. He moved his hand to her tit and cupped it.
"You did real nice, Helen," he said to her. "Real nice."
"Thank you," she said to him, the hatred dripping from her words.
"Hey, don't take that attitude with me," he said to her, pinching her nipple. "You did so nice that I think I'm gonna reward you with something."
He was rubbing his cock bulge, and she knew he was planning to fuck her. The thought repulsed her. She couldn't believe that Jimmy could still think of fucking less than a half an hour after he had committed a murder.
As he pulled his cock out of his pants and rubbed it against her lips, she clenched her teeth shut. He slapped her across the nose with his hard-on, and she gasped.
As soon as she did, he rammed his cock between her lips.
He rammed it all the way in the back of her throat and held onto her head, tightly, so that she couldn't pull back.
"Now I want to tell you something, Helen, and I hope that you're listening to me," he said, grinding his cock around to make it harder on her.
She gagged a little. It was the only thing she could do to answer.
"I could kill you right now, just by keeping my cock there and letting you choke on it. But I do like you, Helen. You got a good mouth, nice tits, and as far as I could tell from the last time, your pussy's still tight. You bring in some good money. Now you don't want to die, do you?"
She shook her head no as she looked up at him. She was choking on his cock now, and tears were streaming out of her eyes.
"I didn't think so," he said, wiping a tear away. "And that's why you and I are just going to continue like nothing happened. I know that a lot of the girls are going to want to know a little more about what happened, and when they hear that Ruby died in your room, they'll ask you about it."
He pulled his cock back a little bit, but kept as tight a grip on her head as he had before. He was allowing her to breathe, at least.
"Now I expect that you're gonna keep that fucking trap of yours shut, and not start spreading rumors like Ruby was spreading rumors. About Mary Mews."
Helen's eyes opened wide. She still wanted to know how the fuck he had found out. For she was feeling so guilty. She knew that she had never said anything to Jimmy about it, but Ruby had died believing that she had.
Helen prayed that there was a heaven and that Ruby was up there watching, especially after Jimmy spoke again.
"Now Ruby never knew how I knew all that shit about her. The little nigger just never thought that I'd keep her phone bugged. When she moved uptown I had a feeling I'd have to do something like that. I heard your call with her a few nights ago after I left you. Remember that call?"
Jimmy was thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth slowly now, as he spoke, and she could feel him starting to pulsate a bit.
There was no evidence that he was going to come, since the pulsations were only minor. Still, Helen sucked on him hard. She wanted to get this over with.
"Now just remember everything that I told you," Jimmy said, holding her face and starting to thrust faster. "Just remember it. Because, if I discover anymore rumors floating around, you'll be held responsible for them. You'll have to pay in some way, just like Helen did."
She could feel his cock stretching her mouth now. He seemed to be pulsing harder, and she knew he was thinking about Ruby and how he had killed her. If he was getting off on that, she thought, then there was definitely something wrong.
It meant that he got off on that kind of pain. She thought that was sick.
As Jimmy felt his cock starting to pulsate in her mouth, he thrust harder and harder. He rammed his way deep in her throat as he started to come, and he could feel her tongue working all over his dick as he ejaculated into her mouth.
At the same time, he moved his hands down to her tits and began to pinch her ripe, red nipple. At times, she liked the way it felt. At other times, however, he was being a little too rough and her nipples were throbbing with pain.
When she had drained his cock dry, he pulled out of her mouth and climbed on the bed next to her. He spread her legs and started to finger her pussy.
She felt guilty when he started to turn her on. Her friend had just been killed by this man, and she was allowing him to turn her on. She wanted him to stop, but she was getting lost in her passions, and there was no turning back.
When her pussy started to spasm, he slipped his limp, but still fuckable cock into her pussy and started to thrust back and forth.
She could feel his dick rubbing over her clit and turning her on. After only a few seconds, his cock started to get hard in her cunt. As it did, the clit contact was even better. She wrapped her legs around his ass.
She loved the way he fucked her, there was still no denying it.
Helen had her eyes closed through most of the fuck. Her head was thrown back and she was moaning steadily.
As she felt him starting to pulsate in her pussy, however, she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was staring at her coldly.
And suddenly, she felt very cold toward him. He was just fucking her to appease her once again, and as far as she was concerned, the thrill was gone. Her pussy spasms stopped, but he hardly even noticed because he was on the verge of coming.
She felt him starting to shoot his come deep in her pussy, and she moaned a great deal, just to make him think he had really turned her on.
Jimmy stayed inside of her for a few minutes after coming, then pulled out and started to shove his cock back in his pants.
"I expect you to get back on the street now," he said to her.
"Of course you do," Helen said, sitting up and reaching for a towel so she could wipe the fucking sweat off her body.
"Damn right. Don't think that this is some kind of vacation because of what happened. No, you can be damn sure that it isn't. As a matter of fact, I have to look for another girl now to take Ruby's place."
"Of course," Helen said. "Unless you expect us all to double up."
"Very funny," Jimmy said to her. "Very funny. Now just shake your fucking tail and get back outside. It's a busy night."
"Right," she said to him.
Helen was glad when he walked out the door and slammed it behind him. As soon as he was gone, she opened her dresser drawer and pulled out her downs. She took three and had a glass of water.
She sat on her bed and waited for the tension to subside. As she sat there, she looked at the blood and tried not to get sick.
She pulled off the bloody sheets and put on new ones. She laughed as she thought about how a john would react if they fucked on fresh blood. She was sure that most normal men wouldn't even be able to get it up if they saw the blood.
Jimmy, she decided, was not a normal man. He was a fucking pimp.
Helen selected a different dress to wear back down, and a few minutes later, she was ready to make her appearance on the street. As she walked toward her door, she heard voices in the hall. She recognized Jimmy's.
"See, I told you the room would be ready for you tonight," he said. "There are even a few things inside the closet if you want to try them on. The last girl that was here left quite suddenly. You'll take her place okay."
"Terrific," a female voice said. "Hey, are you busy now?"
"Sure am. Look, maybe we can get together another time. Right now, get dressed and then get out on the streets. Start working."
Helen couldn't believe it. It seemed that Jimmy had already found another girl to take Ruby's place, and he was already playing that game where he was promising the girl his cock for good work. She hated him even more...