"C'mere darlin' lemme get a Lil taste of that sweet lil candy."
'Giggle.'
"How about you let me name my price, and I'll let you eat my whole candy bowl tonight."
The man leaned further out of his car window and grabbed her thigh, running his thumb up inside the rim of her jean shorts.
"You're a lil' Vixen. How about you name your price, and I make you feel like an angel."
'He'll be my 3rd John tonight. Can I handle it?'
"Okay daddy, make me one of your angels."
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"3 days."
"Please. I don't what the fuck that means! Please just let me go daddy. I won't tell anyone."
She crawled across the splintered floor and grabbed the man's pant legs, trying to tug them down.
"Please daddy? You know I'm a good girl... why don't I suck that big dick for you and help you relax hmm? Just take off this chain."
The girl reached back and playfully jingled the log chain buckle to her ankle.
With a swift jerk, the John pulled away from her hand and kicked her in the mouth.
"What the fuck! You small dick piece of shit you broke my teeth!"
The girl spit blood on the floor as she veered in pain.
The man stepped back to the door, "3 days, vixen, it takes 3 days to turn you into an angel."
As he shut the door, Vixen screamed of rage and desperation muffled.
As the man reached the top of his stairs, he pulled a rage from his backpacker and wiped the blood from his boot, removing a tooth shard and flicking back down the steps into the darkness.
When he opened the door to the upper level, the man was met with little eyes. "Daddy, can we play?"
No baby boy, daddy's waiting on his Micheal and his new friend to stop by. It should he any moment now. The little boy tapped his chin. "You mean the bunny man?"
The man chucked and patted his head. "Yes, the bunny man. They're going to go catch our friend a deer."
"How come they can't catch their own deer like you caught your own fox?"
The man stood back up as he watched the van pull up, a man with a rabbit mask, and a slender one emerged.
"Because girls aren't allowed to make their own angels baby boy. So, us boys do it for them. So, they can get their faces."
As the pair stepped onto the front porch to meet the duo, the bot ran off after a pup that was setting on the stoop.
The Rabbit looked at the boy and then back to his father.
"So, this is the other side of the same woods? You're sure?"
The man's expression hardened in disappointment.
"I'm sure. I don't want to begin to even consider the scenario that led to her jumping from your."
The man glanced the old, rusted vehicle and then finished his sentence in disguise. "Van."
"Hey man it's not like we let her g-"
The slender one began to speak but he was cut off.
"Don't! You ever, address me directly again without a fucking mask."
The slender man huffed and headed back to the van; the bunny began to speak.
"I'll get her, we got lucky that it was this far into the trip. She has no way out and doesn't know it. Sorry about all this."
The man looked over at his son playing at the corner of the house and then spoke.
"If he fucks this up and we lose one. I want him taken care of. He's an outsider and should've never been allowed to do this."
The Rabbit nodded.
"What if your kid sees her?"
"Then I'll deal with you both."