Chapter 1

1999

 

            In the backseat of the dark car, pressed against the mottling foam of the worn-down backseat, lay a young woman. Her cheek’s flesh was white with the pressure pushing on her, her eyes clenched shut and teeth bare. Hissing breaths were all you could hear from her. She made no sound. The stout, dark-skinned man that had shoved her, neck first, down onto the seat also did not speak. He peeled her pants and her underwear off of her bottom with some effort, then proceeded to stick himself inside. There was no wetness to aid him, so he grunted as he pushed. Finally, after an ordeal of struggling to get in, he felt that she had become slick, and he went in easily. Looking down, he could see the dark red drops falling onto the seat.

            “Putangina.” He cursed, the first words to be uttered that night. He reached down between her knees to rub the blood away, but instead spread it around further, creating three red streaks of the color of rust. The girl whimpered suddenly. This enraged him and he shushed her with a thrust.

            An hour passed. Finished and exhausted, he withdrew from her and pulled his pants up. He looked around at the darkness beyond the tinted windows of his car, saw no one among the tall patches of dry, brown grass, and exited. The cold air greeted him, and he breathed it in, refreshed. Far, on the horizon, he saw the tall dual column of light that the lighthouse bathed the sea, hidden from view, in. He looked down to his car.

            The heat from their collective breaths had fogged up the windows, and all he saw was the bare backside of the young woman, who had now passed out, drooling and smelling of vodka. He grabbed her by her pants waistline, not covering her but dragging her out of his car and flung her onto the dirt. There was a sick thud as if her skull had hit a stone, but he did not look closer. He tossed onto her lifeless body, the vestiges she had left behind: a black wallet, a phone, and a condom wrapper.

            Then, as the lighthouse’s beam passed by them, he slipped into his car, ignited it, then left, leaving behind a cloud of dirt and smoke and the girl he had raped.

 

Author's Note

"Putangina" is a curse alike "motherfucker".