Short stories: The Jersey girl

The Jersey Girl:

The woman fought for her life at the end of the dark pier covered with a canopy. No one could see her being assaulted by the pimp that owned the rights to her services. This was a common thing for her to be beaten on a daily basis by her pimp. He was a big fat white man that owned a lot of real estate in lower Manhattan and he set up his women to meet customers strictly by his rules. The Jersey girl knew she would be beaten the minute she had stepped out of a clients car. She could see the rage in Richard’s face and she swallowed hard in knowing what was coming.

Richard the pimp led her by her arm down the long plank way of the pier. Jersey girl never looked up as they walked, she just peered through the cracks in the wood planking’s and watched the white foam of the sea carry the water towards the shore behind her. The end of the pier was vacant and Richard grabbed her purse and dumped the contents on to the fish prep table that was there. “Where is the rest of the money”, Richard said in a irate voice. “That’s all there is, you pulled up before he would give me the rest”, the Jersey girl cried. “You liar”, Richard said and slapped her hard across the face. The Jersey girl fell to the planking and Richard was so enraged that he began to strangle the Jersey girl.

Jersey girl felt herself going in and out of reality as Richard’s strong hands crushed her throat and the air left her body for the last time. Her body was limp and her pupils fixed as life left her once beautiful body. Richard threw her body over the side into the sea by the pier. He watched as the tide took her body out and Jersey girl slowly sank beneath the white foamy water of the rolling waves. “Damn her” was all Richard could say as he walk briskly back towards the beach. Night had fallen now and Richard opened the door to his red Buick and shut the door. He sat there under the street lamp for the longest time, but he never felt any remorse towards the Jersey girl.

The sun arose to a body lying spread eagle on the sandy beach. The Jersey girl lay on her back with eyes open and her wet clothes clung to her body. The investigator and CSI team were searching the area for evidence and noticed that her drivers license just inside her bra. The other side of her bra had a tiny zip lock bag that contained a note that said, “If any one finds me dead please contact this number”. The investigators were puzzled and slipped the evidence into a manila envelope and put it with Jersey girls