Heaven to Hell (A Naughty Box Production Book 1)

by Rue Volley

  I fingered at the flap and slid the silver disc out. I tapped my nail on the top of it, and then did the inevitable. I popped it in, I had avoided doing this for weeks, but I felt it was time. Time to listen to whatever the fuck she had to say to me in song. The first track loaded and then I gripped the wheel, my fingers turning white as I heard her voice. I could not believe she actually did this. She actually spoke to me, in her own words, her own voice…as if she had the right to do this. As if after all I had endured with her wasn’t enough.

  “Remi…I know you. I know that you are rolling your eyes right now, (I was mid eye roll) probably driving a long road and trying to forget me. I know this as well as I know myself, but…I want you to know something. I want you to know that I…”

  I popped it out of the CD player and tossed it to the back of the car. It slammed into the window and ricocheted onto the backseat. I glanced in the mirror and saw it. The glossy sheen of eyes about ready to cry. I fucking hate that, and I hate her. “God Damn you, why?” I whispered to myself, as one tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away with so much distain. So much hurt and hate in my heart. I reached in my arm rest again and pulled out an old CD I had ignored forever. It was packed with hard rock songs, shit to bang your head to, so to speak. I slid it in and turned it all the way up, louder than I needed to. I rolled all the windows down in the car. The air was chilled, Fall was coming…and I needed a change. A huge one. I glanced over in the seat and saw it. The fucking URN. I grinned as I tapped it on the belly, all strapped in like a baby seat. “Halloween is coming, what the fuck are we are we going to be this year?” I asked it as I tapped the wheel. I decided to turn the music up to drown everything out of my mind. Everything…finding her body, the funeral, all of it.

  Breakdown

  I swerved as I spotted the small black sports car on the side of the road, but more than that, I spotted a heel. I bit my lip and slammed on the breaks, my cherry red mustang eating the road and leaving a trail of white smoke behind it. I slid sideways and then turned to look. I started muttering to myself. “Keep going…just go, Remi.” Then my nature took over. I saw a beautiful ass bent over the edge of the car, it was housed in a gorgeous red pencil skirt that hugged her voluptuous curves. Her one long leg up, black heel floating midair. I bit my lip and glanced in the mirror. I fluffed my hair and then sighed. Who was I kidding? Like this girl would find me attractive. I mean, I am not ugly, but she is high fashion model caliber. I thought about moving on and then she stood up, a cute smudge of dirt across her brow, blonde hair pinned up behind her head in a messy bun and she has glasses on. Fuck me, glasses. Black rimmed and large, cute as hell on her button nose. She grinned, her white teeth straight and gorgeous, as was her mouth. I gripped the steering wheel and then decided to get out as she waved at me. She stepped forward, leaning against her black Porsche, she reached down with painted black nails and messed with the strap on her heel. I watched her without breathing. She was, by far, the hottest woman I had ever seen, I mean almost as hot as…whatever.

  I reached for the handle and stepped out, I paused and glanced over at the URN. I leaned in and grabbed it, holding it tightly to my chest. I stepped up to the trunk and placed it inside, staring at it for a second longer than I needed to. “Sorry, damsel in distress, and you know me.” I sighed and then closed the trunk, turning towards the woman. I started to walk towards her as my own heels clicked on the asphalt beneath me. She stood up and her blouse was dangerously low and let a bit of her firm breast peak out at me. I noticed, but quickly took my eyes from it and focused on her eyes, large, blue, gorgeous, as was the rest of her. She reminded of someone, I could not place her and my mind raced as it tried to. Had I seen her on TV? A magazine, perhaps? I could not be certain, but it bothered me as I got caught up staring at her flawless skin and big beautiful lips.

  “Can you believe this? 75k and it breaks down on my first run away from home moment.” She accompanied this with a laugh that mesmerized me. I cleared my throat and stared at the car.

  “Wow, that’s a lot, I mean for a car, and what…what are you running away from?”

  She tilted her head and pulled the long silver pin from the back of her hair. The blonde tussle rushed over her shoulder and rested there, as if it was meant to be. She was nothing short of perfection. She shook her head and things went into slow motion for me. Like some stupid movie. I raised my perfectly shaped eyebrow. She stepped up to me and spoke, her round crimson lips just an inch from my own. She smelled so sweet, it made my mouth water. Her tone was calm and soothing, yet it sent waves of nervous anticipation down my abdomen, where it settled between my legs. “A man…have you ever ran from a man before?” her eyes lingered on my own lips longer than she needed to. I took a breath and shook my head. “No, I can’t say that I have, unless you count the guy at work who likes to stare at my ass too much, I run from him daily.” She continued to stare at my lips and then slowly lifted her large blue eyes to meet my own. I got lost in them for a moment as her mischievous grin curled the edge of her lip. She may be trouble, in fact she is definitely trouble, but who is to say that I don’t need that? Trouble could be good. She leaned up into my ear. Her soft cheek brushing my own. “So, have you fucked him?” she whispered. I laughed. The thought of fucking a man was repulsive to me, seeing that I prefer women…always have, always will. She leaned back, but remained close enough to continue the palpable attraction between us. My reaction stirred up a curiosity in her and she let her tongue gently play with her top lip. I swallowed hard and rubbed the side of my neck. “No…I have not fucked him. I don’t want to.”

  She stepped back and cocked her hip. “Do you fuck….men?” she asked me as my pussy convulsed and started to become wet. I felt flustered, she was obviously toying with me now. I eyed the car to try my best to get out of this awkward moment. “So…what is going on here?” I walked past her and stepped to the front of the car. I stared in at the engine as if I know anything about this shit. I don’t, but I am better at bullshitting than answering questions about fucking. She stepped up next to me and brushed her shoulder against my own. I sighed as she leaned forward, her ass popped up and begging to be slapped. I flexed my fingers at my side and rubbed the palms of my hands against my own skirt. She looked back over her shoulder and grinned at me. She knew how to seduce, I had experienced women like her before, but never this immediate and intensely sexual.

  “To be honest, I stole it…from the man, I have no fucking idea what this shit does, and I don’t think I care, I just need it fixed.”

  I laughed as she stood up and looked me over. “Well, we have one mechanic shop in town, lucky for you I am going that way. So if you want a ride I will be happy to take you with me so you can get this towed and looked at. I can’t promise that they can fix it, this is a bit ritzy for Billie Bob.”

  She grinned. “Billie Bob?”

  I shook my head and did the one thing I know how to the do. I shut her hood and wiped my hand on my skirt once again. “I don’t know what his name is, that’s what I call him.”

  She laughed and pointed at me. “Oh…I get it, he is like some hillbilly or something.” I smiled as I walked past her and back towards my car. She followed and slid into the passenger side as I sat down into the driver’s seat. She stared at me as I glanced and turned the key in the ignition. “This town is very hillbilly, I’m not from here.”

  She arched her back and then rubbed her hands down her thighs. I looked down as she stopped and tapped her fingers on her red skirt. “City?” I nodded. “Chicago.”

  She grinned. “So how did you end up here?”

  I shook my head and sighed. I looked into my mirror. My eyes look a bit tired, in fact I am tired. Tired of everything. “Long fucking story.”

  She licked her lip. I straightened my car and pulled away from the Porsche that cost more than my yearly salary. She kept her eyes trained on me. “I want to know.”

  I smiled as I drove along and she kept moving in her seat.
I glanced over at her.

  “Well.” She played with her hair, grinning at me. I bit my lip and looked back towards the road. “I came here with someone and that someone is no longer here, the irony in that is just beyond humorous.”

  “Why?”

  I paused and then decided to tell her. “It wasn’t my idea…this move, I mean.”

  She stopped playing with her blonde curl and stared at me. She wagged a finger.

  “Are you waiting on them to come back?”

  I snorted and looked over at her. My reaction not even coming close to cushioning the lie I was about to spew. “Uh, no…I am not.”

  She paused and then went back to her skillful interrogation. “Then why stay?” I adjusted in my seat and pressed on the gas. Her questions probing a bit deeper than I needed them to.

  I cleared my throat. “How about we get you to the shop?”

  She smiled and went back to playing with her hair. “Okay.” She looked out the window and watched the thick trees pass us by. The forest was thick here, never ending and sometimes I thought about parking my car and just walking into the woods and losing myself forever. I felt like that when she left me. The woman who drug me from a good job in Chicago with her bright eyes and deceptive smile. A woman I would have done anything for, and did, in abundance. I had left a life that I knew all too well for her and moved to this small town with people who may not be too keen on two woman playing house out in the middle of nowhere. I had expressed my concerns with that, but it never…

  “Oh fuck stop! Stop, stop!” the blonde yelled as I slammed on the brakes and saw two deer walking across the road. They froze, staring at us, it was two doe, no buck to be seen and the girl got out of the car as I tried to stop her. She walked around the front of my car and then took slow, methodical steps towards them. I shook my head and got out, frustrated that she was placing herself in danger.

  I left my car door open, afraid that if I slammed it they would get spooked and attack us. “Um, wild animals?” She raised her delicate hand and both of the deer stood still. I stood there frozen in place as she reached them and placed a hand on one, gently stroking its side. She looked back at me and grinned. “See? They are not wild. They are just as friendly as you are.”

  I licked my lip and leaned back on my car as I watched her gently stroke the side of the deer. It looked peaceful and so did she. She leaned up and whispered to it and then stepped back. They both walked off of the road, once in the woods they started to run as I expected them to do. She turned back to me and smiled. “You should live a little, step outside of your comfort zone.” I shook my head. I watched her step up to the opposite side. She stretched her hands out towards me on the roof and then tapped it a few times as she laughed. “I think you are insane.” I said as I slid in and sat down. She stood there and stared out into the woods.

  I looked over and saw her hips bound in that tight red pencil skirt. She was so fucking hot it was painful. “We need to get there before 5 or you will be shit out of luck tonight.”

  She tapped the roof a couple of more times and then got in. She turned to me and grinned. “Let’s find a lake and swim. You have lakes right?”

  I raised an eyebrow and closed my door. I drove on and tried to understand her inability to care, I so wish I could be like that. I really do.

  “Yes we have lakes, I mean they have lakes, but you need a car fixed, do you care…um, you know what? I never asked you, what is your name, anyway?”

  She leaned up and felt my dashboard as I glanced at her some more. Here hands gently gliding across it. Everything she touched seem to be sensual. A fucking dashboard…I need to get laid.

  She stopped and turned her face towards me. “Evelyn, what’s your name?” She leaned back against my seat and rotating her hips on it. I tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.

  I shook my head and focused on the road as the name rang a bell with me. “My name is Remi.”

  “Oh, that is so cute and so unusual, Remi….I love it.”

  “Yeah, my mom was high on weed when she thought it up.”

  “Mmmm, got any?”

  I looked at her and narrowed my eyes. “No, I don’t have any weed.”

  “Shoot, well it doesn’t hurt to ask.” She said as she looked out the window and traced a heart on the glass.

  “Are you okay? I mean…I know you are probably in some weird situation with your man and all…”

  She laughed and then screamed, one long blood curdling scream that pieced my eardrums. She followed up this bullshit by slamming her hands on the dashboard. I swerved the car and yelled out as she swayed back and forth, laughing and seemed to enjoy it. Thankfully I saw the lights to the shop up ahead and pulled in, stopping quick enough to kick up some dust. I held onto the wheel as my heart started to slow down in my chest. She licked her bottom lip and then bit into it. I looked at her and shook my head. “Jesus, I take it that was a yes?”

  She leaned back, reaching up with one hand and rubbing her neck. Cocking it to the side and letting her blouse hang open just a little bit once again. I took a breath and stepped out, ready to get this monkey off of my back. I felt like she was now teasing me. Just as I walked towards the door all of the lights went out as Evelyn snapped her fingers in the car behind me. She smiled and then it quickly faded as I looked back at her, my expression one of irritation. She shrugged her shoulders. I stepped up to the door and knocked on it. I hit it a few times with the side of my fist, then stepped back and yelled out “Hello?” I walked back up and tried to look inside, but it was pitch black. A face suddenly appeared in the dark glass like a specter. I screamed and jumped back from the door. A man grinned at me, hat on sideways and chewing gum. I placed my hands on my hips as he stepped out and looked me over. Evelyn got out of the car and leaned against it, playing with her hair and looking coy. He looked past me and eyed her like a horny dog. I leaned over and blocked his view of her. Waving my hand and nodding to him.

  “We have a car up the road that needs a tow.”

  “Ain’t gonna happen tonight, baby girl.” His accent deep and southern. Not that I have issues with it at all. It’s just an adjustment I was not yet used to.

  I sighed and raised one hand. “That woman needs a tow, her car is up the road and broken…or whatever you call it.” He smiled and looked back at me. His eyes wandered down my frame and back up, making me kind of sick to my stomach.

  “Are y’all models?”

  I placed a finger to my brow and rubbed it. “No, I mean I am not a model, I don’t know what she is…” I turned and Evelyn had climbed onto the hood of the car and leaned back. She placed her hands above her head and stared up at the sky. The sun was fading fast and that strange time of the day was coming on fast. I licked my lips, looking back at whoever the fuck. Evelyn called out behind me. “Look at this shit! The sky is amazing, it makes my nipples hard!”

  I rubbed my head and grinned at him. “She is tired, she had a head ache, took some serious pain killers, she is a bit loopy… if you know what I mean.”

  He stepped forward. “Party on.” I stepped in front of him and shook my head. I placed a hand to his chest. “No, no party…tow. We need a tow and one Porsche fixed.”

  “A what?”

  “A Porsche…you know what? A small cute black car, back there…won’t start. We just need it towed here and fixed.”

  He shook his head no at me. “What do you mean no? You do that thing here, the fixing of cars and shit, right?”

  He laughed and popped a bubble in my face. I flinched as he looked back at the shop. “Powers out, I can’t do shit and my brother has the tow truck up on I-95, some asshole jackknifed his rig while getting blown by a lot lizard.”

  “What?”

  “His dick…sucked…you know, for money?”

  I grimaced. “Oh, neat, yeah, okay well, when will your brother be back here?”

  “Tomorrow, probably noon. Son of a bitch likes the nose candy, if you get my drift.”

/>   I looked back at Evelyn. She leaned up and tossed her heels off. She stood up on top of my hood and pulled her shirt out of her skirt. I was just as interested as Bubba was and then saw that he was a bit too enchanted with her. A bulge rising up in his work pants. I glanced at it, sort of impressed with his size, but quickly cleared my throat. Like I said, I need to get fucking laid, bad.

  “Okay listen, if I come back here at noon, will you be able to help her?”

  He stared at Evelyn as she started to sway on the car. “She’s fuckin’ hot.”

  I nodded to him. “Yes, Noon?…money?, we will pay you money to fix the car.” He blinked and looked at me. “Yeah, noon sounds ‘bout right, that fuck should be in by then as long as his lady gets her morning dickin’.”

  “Okay…great, well as soon as his dick gets serviced just let me know.” I handed him my card and he stared at it. “Defense attorney, huh? Hey that shit about the nose candy, you ain’t gonna turn him in and shit, right?” I turned and walked back to the car. I stopped and glanced back at him. I wanted to repeat the word defense to him, but then it dawned on me that he had no idea what that meant. “Not if we get this car handled, cool?” He nodded to me. I looked back at Evelyn. She was playing with her hair and in a mid stripper dance as I reached up towards her. She stopped and smiled down at me.