Chapter 16 ~ Lindsey's Story Part 1 /3
“Lindsey! Come eat!” My mother yelled from down stairs in the kitchen.
“Okay, mom!” I yelled back. “But not until I finish writing this message,” I finished in a low tone speaking to myself as I continued to type to my pen pal on my lap top. A half an hour later, my mom burst thru the my bedroom door.
“Young lady, if you don’t get off that lap top of yours...!”
I quickly shut my laptop down and closed it shut before my nosey mother could see what I was doing. “Mom! Why do you constantly burst thru my door?! I was doing my homework…GOD! I have no fucking privacy around here!”
As Vivian, my mother, puffed on her cigarette, she said, “Oh, stop your complaining and go down stairs and eat your food.” She then finally left my room.
“Whatever.” I mumbled to myself. I then picked up my phone and dialed my best friend Carrie.
“Hello?” Carried answered.
“Hey chick! What are you doing?”
“Hey Lindsey. I was actually wondering what type of stuff to take on this ski trip next week.”
“Really? That’s what I called to ask you about.”
“You’re still going right?”
“Uh-yeah…I guess. Exactly what date is this trip again?”
“Lindsey!” Carrie said in disbelief. She couldn’t believe I would forget such a thing. “Duh, it’s next week. The trip will last for a whole week. I can’t believe you forgot. Haley and I can’t wait to go. What’s with you?”
“I just forgot okay.”
“When’s the last time you talked to Taylor?” she asked me changing the subject.
“I dunno. It’s been a while. But I was thinking about visiting him during that week. You know, spend some quality time with him.” I lied.
“You slut! I can’t believe you! You rather see him than go on this trip? A place you never been before? Are you crazy?” “Well, you know…when the love is good, its good.” I laughed.
“Lindsey Cyrus, hang this phone up right now and come eat your food.” My father interrupted me by picking up the other phone in the house.
I then heard a click indicating he had hung up the phone. “Ugh! Carrie, do you see what I have to put up with?!”
“Hang in there girl. Just think, next week by this time, you will be nowhere near them. It’ll be like freedom!” I could tell Carrie said that with a smile.
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Days passed and I continued to talk to my pen pal on my laptop. My pen pal was Joe Carter. He was a Canadian. We had so much chemistry between us. We always talked about how we wanted to see each other and live happily ever after. Unfortunately, he told me he had a girlfriend. He told me he didn’t love her anymore and that he loved me. He told me he was 23 yrs old and I eventually told him my true age. I would tell him lies at first, but once we fell in love, and I realized how much he loved me…I told him the truth about me. Joe loved every picture that I sent him. He kept telling me how beautiful I was. After I sent him so many of my pictures, we started to have cyber sex. He described himself to me since he was unable to send a picture of himself thru the email. It wasn’t long until he started talking about money. He would tell me how he wanted to just take me away so we could be happy together. And I loved the idea of the whole thing. I asked him would he dump his girlfriend for me. He said that he knew how to take care of that. That’s when I started thinking. I could easily be with him if my parents thought I was going on that ski trip. I told him my idea, and he loved it. He was so psyched.
It was now 6:30am and my bags were packed. I brushed my hair down as it flowed past my shoulders. I had on my pink shirt and faded blue jeans with my black stack wedged heel on. I then ran down stairs with my bags and shouted to my mother as she stood in the kitchen brewing her coffee, “Bye! Im gone!”
“Have fun dear…well wait a minute, let me look at you.” Vivian said as she stood in the doorway of the kitchen.
I paused for a brief second so she could look at me. I then quickly said, “Okay, I gotta go now. Im late.” I walked out the door and closed it behind me without hearing my mother say another word. I was off to the bus station to go to Canada.
Many hours later, I stepped off the bus and saw Joe. There he was, a handsome guy with rugged dark crop style hair cut. He had on a green t-shirt and blue jeans. He held a sign up in front of him saying ‘Lindsey it’s me, Joe!’ I had a huge smile on my face. He seem to have immediately recognized me. We greeted each other with a huge hug.
“My beautiful Lindsey. Finally I get to touch you.” Joe said.
“Hey baby!” I hugged him again.
He then kissed me softly on the lips, squeezed my waist and started kissing me with more passion. He pulled away and took a deep breath. "I can’t believe you’re here in the flesh! It’s great. You look great!”
“Thanks!” I blushed.
His smile slowly faded as he continued, “Listen, beautiful. I’ve got plans for you and I, and I need you to promise me that you will follow thru.”
“I promise, baby. Does it involve money?” I asked curiously.
“Uh, something like that. Don’t be upset, but, I have my girlfriend with me.”
“What?” I said disappointed. “For what? And don't you mean you’re soon to be ex-girlfriend?”
“Right. But listen, it is all in the plan…she thinks you are here because you are going to help me rob a bank. She has no idea.”
“Really?” I said not sure what to say. I wasn’t sure how to respond. I didn't even know anything about robbing a bank.
“You’re cool with that, right baby?”
“Uhm, yeah…I guess.”
“Great! Let’s go.” Joe held my hand as we started to walk to an open lot full of cars. We walked to a blue Honda Accord car, and there stood a beautiful brunette haired girl beside the car. I assumed it was his soon to be ex-girlfriend.
As we reached the car, Joe introduced us saying, “Lindsey, meet my girlfriend, Tara. Tara, meet our new friend, Lindsey.”
“Okay, mom!” I yelled back. “But not until I finish writing this message,” I finished in a low tone speaking to myself as I continued to type to my pen pal on my lap top. A half an hour later, my mom burst thru the my bedroom door.
“Young lady, if you don’t get off that lap top of yours...!”
I quickly shut my laptop down and closed it shut before my nosey mother could see what I was doing. “Mom! Why do you constantly burst thru my door?! I was doing my homework…GOD! I have no fucking privacy around here!”
As Vivian, my mother, puffed on her cigarette, she said, “Oh, stop your complaining and go down stairs and eat your food.” She then finally left my room.
“Whatever.” I mumbled to myself. I then picked up my phone and dialed my best friend Carrie.
“Hello?” Carried answered.
“Hey chick! What are you doing?”
“Hey Lindsey. I was actually wondering what type of stuff to take on this ski trip next week.”
“Really? That’s what I called to ask you about.”
“You’re still going right?”
“Uh-yeah…I guess. Exactly what date is this trip again?”
“Lindsey!” Carrie said in disbelief. She couldn’t believe I would forget such a thing. “Duh, it’s next week. The trip will last for a whole week. I can’t believe you forgot. Haley and I can’t wait to go. What’s with you?”
“I just forgot okay.”
“When’s the last time you talked to Taylor?” she asked me changing the subject.
“I dunno. It’s been a while. But I was thinking about visiting him during that week. You know, spend some quality time with him.” I lied.
“You slut! I can’t believe you! You rather see him than go on this trip? A place you never been before? Are you crazy?” “Well, you know…when the love is good, its good.” I laughed.
“Lindsey Cyrus, hang this phone up right now and come eat your food.” My father interrupted me by picking up the other phone in the house.
I then heard a click indicating he had hung up the phone. “Ugh! Carrie, do you see what I have to put up with?!”
“Hang in there girl. Just think, next week by this time, you will be nowhere near them. It’ll be like freedom!” I could tell Carrie said that with a smile.
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Days passed and I continued to talk to my pen pal on my laptop. My pen pal was Joe Carter. He was a Canadian. We had so much chemistry between us. We always talked about how we wanted to see each other and live happily ever after. Unfortunately, he told me he had a girlfriend. He told me he didn’t love her anymore and that he loved me. He told me he was 23 yrs old and I eventually told him my true age. I would tell him lies at first, but once we fell in love, and I realized how much he loved me…I told him the truth about me. Joe loved every picture that I sent him. He kept telling me how beautiful I was. After I sent him so many of my pictures, we started to have cyber sex. He described himself to me since he was unable to send a picture of himself thru the email. It wasn’t long until he started talking about money. He would tell me how he wanted to just take me away so we could be happy together. And I loved the idea of the whole thing. I asked him would he dump his girlfriend for me. He said that he knew how to take care of that. That’s when I started thinking. I could easily be with him if my parents thought I was going on that ski trip. I told him my idea, and he loved it. He was so psyched.
It was now 6:30am and my bags were packed. I brushed my hair down as it flowed past my shoulders. I had on my pink shirt and faded blue jeans with my black stack wedged heel on. I then ran down stairs with my bags and shouted to my mother as she stood in the kitchen brewing her coffee, “Bye! Im gone!”
“Have fun dear…well wait a minute, let me look at you.” Vivian said as she stood in the doorway of the kitchen.
I paused for a brief second so she could look at me. I then quickly said, “Okay, I gotta go now. Im late.” I walked out the door and closed it behind me without hearing my mother say another word. I was off to the bus station to go to Canada.
Many hours later, I stepped off the bus and saw Joe. There he was, a handsome guy with rugged dark crop style hair cut. He had on a green t-shirt and blue jeans. He held a sign up in front of him saying ‘Lindsey it’s me, Joe!’ I had a huge smile on my face. He seem to have immediately recognized me. We greeted each other with a huge hug.
“My beautiful Lindsey. Finally I get to touch you.” Joe said.
“Hey baby!” I hugged him again.
He then kissed me softly on the lips, squeezed my waist and started kissing me with more passion. He pulled away and took a deep breath. "I can’t believe you’re here in the flesh! It’s great. You look great!”
“Thanks!” I blushed.
His smile slowly faded as he continued, “Listen, beautiful. I’ve got plans for you and I, and I need you to promise me that you will follow thru.”
“I promise, baby. Does it involve money?” I asked curiously.
“Uh, something like that. Don’t be upset, but, I have my girlfriend with me.”
“What?” I said disappointed. “For what? And don't you mean you’re soon to be ex-girlfriend?”
“Right. But listen, it is all in the plan…she thinks you are here because you are going to help me rob a bank. She has no idea.”
“Really?” I said not sure what to say. I wasn’t sure how to respond. I didn't even know anything about robbing a bank.
“You’re cool with that, right baby?”
“Uhm, yeah…I guess.”
“Great! Let’s go.” Joe held my hand as we started to walk to an open lot full of cars. We walked to a blue Honda Accord car, and there stood a beautiful brunette haired girl beside the car. I assumed it was his soon to be ex-girlfriend.
As we reached the car, Joe introduced us saying, “Lindsey, meet my girlfriend, Tara. Tara, meet our new friend, Lindsey.”
Part 2
“Hi, Tara. Nice to meet you.” I said with a smile.
“Hey,” Tara said very coldly and with sarcasm.
I could tell she was not happy to see me. I then noticed how she gave Joe a very cold look. Joe escorted me to the passenger side of the car and opened the back door for me to get in.
“Here you go sweetie.” Joe said softly to me. He then shut the door for me.
As soon as he did that, I could hear Tara’s words as she scoffed at Joe.
“That’s her? She’s the one you picked?” Tara said with an attitude.
“Shhh! You think you could be any louder!” Joe said as he walked back around toward Tara on the driver's side of the car.
Tara pouted. “I can’t do this. We already have enough money. I told you, I can’t and I won’t.
Joe placed his hands on her shoulder and said, “Look, Tara, baby, I told you…all you have to do is drive the get away car. Yes, we have money, but we need more. Now come on let’s go. Give me the keys, I’ll drive.”
Tara shoved the keys into his hands and walked over to the other side of the car and got into the passenger seat. Joe started the car and we drove off.
“So, Lindsey, how do you like Canada?” Joe asked with a smile as he looked in the rear view mirror to look back at me in the back seat.
“Oh my gosh, it’s so beautiful here, baby. I think I could get used to this.” I said with a smile.
Tara turned around and looked at me with disgust in her facial expression. “Baby?”
Joe only shook his head at Tara as if to say leave it alone.
“Lindsey, is it?" Tara asked with an attitude.
“Yeah, what of it?” I shot back at her.
“Well, Lindsey, exactly how old are you?”
“Eighteen, why?”
“Ha!” Tara laughed sarcastically. “Eighteen and you’re calling my man, baby? Do you even know him? Oh wait, let me guess. You guys have sooo much in common. Do you know how old he is?”
Before I could respond to her, Joe firmly said to her, “Shut-up Tara!”
Tara answered her own question by responding, “Joseph here is 30 years old! He is way outta your league, little girl!” “What?” I mumbled in shock.
Joe looked at me thru the rear view mirror, “Yea, Lindsey, sweetie…Im 30 years old. Sorry about that, I –“
“Baby this, sweetie that…oh puh-leez! I can’t take this. Let me out the car!” Tara said clearly annoyed by me.
“Tara will you shut the fuck up! For the past few months now, your mouth has been going off a mile a minute. And I am sick and tired of you!” Joe shouted with frustration.
“Fuck you! And fuck her too! I don’t give a fuck! I’ve put up with you for five years, Joe! You tore me away from family and you think you can control my life!”
“Hey, I did, and I always will. I got you outta trouble didn’t I?” Joe shouted back at Tara.
“Oh yeah, you got me out of some trouble, but you got me into more trouble by robbing banks! Yeah, that’s just great honey!” Her tone oozed with sarcasm.
Joe looked furious. It was almost scary.
Tara continued, “And now you have this dumb poor girl involved in your fucked up life…our fucked up life!”
“It was your idea!” Joe shouted.
“Well, I changed my mind! I didn’t think you would use that email account to get in contact with minors, you asshole!”
Joe quickly jerked the steering wheel of the car driving us off the road, scaring both Tara and I. He then slammed on the breaks and put the car into park. Furiously opening his car door he yelled at Tara, “Get out the fucking car!”
Tara stared at Joe for a second and didn’t move.
Joe hopped out of the car and slammed his door and marched over to the passenger side of the car, opening Tara’s door. He then roughly grabbed her arm trying to drag her out of the car. Tara fought back trying to get him off of her. “Get off of me! Stop it, Joe!” she said as she continued to hit and kick at him.
He manage to finally force her out the car and slammed the car door shut.
“Whoa.” I whispered to myself.
They both walked a little distance away from the car. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but they were yelling furiously at each other. Next thing I knew, Joe drew back his hand and back slapped her across her face forcing her off her balance and fall to the ground. Her beautiful full dark hair had sprawled across her face as she laid on the ground holding the side of her face from where Joe had struck her. Joe started to walk away leaving her on the ground. He then stopped, thinking about his actions, and turned back around. He picked Tara up off the ground to make her stand on her feet as if she were a rag doll. He said something else to her and then they both walked back to the car. Tara seem to have hesitated at first, but she then followed him back to the car fixing her hair and straightening her clothes.
Joe got back into the car and said to me very calmly, “Hey, sweetie. Are you okay?”
I nodded yes in response.
“Im sorry you had to see that.” Joe continued.
At that moment, Tara entered back into the car. She didn’t say a word.
Joe continued, “So, anyways, like was telling Tara, we’re going to ride to this bank that we need to case out so we can get paid. Hopefully, it’ll be payday tomorrow.” He finished as he started the car and drove off.
As we pulled up to this bank, we noticed that there were more police officers there than usual. “What the hell?” Joe said confused.
“I told you it would be a bad idea. The police are on to us, Joe.” Tara said quietly.
“Shut-up. You all stay here. Im going in to case out the joint.” Joe said before hopping out the car.
We both watched him scurry into the bank.
Tara and I sat in silence. I wanted to say something to her, but I wasn’t sure what to say. So I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind. “Are you okay?”
“Don’t talk to me.” She snapped at me.
“Why are you so angry with me? What did I do to you?” I asked with an attitude.
“So young, yet so dumb.” Tara responded looking straight ahead.
“Excuse me? You look young yourself.”
Tara turned around to look at me. “For your information, Im older than you. Why do you want to be here? Why be involved with Joe? Do you love him?”
“Look Tara, I know he’s your boyfriend and this may be an awkward moment, but –“
“Just cut the crap! You and I both know that Joe and I have reached our end point, and you seem to be the next candidate. So how do you feel about him?” Tara interrupted me.
“I guess I love him. I mean we have so much in common and he is so cute.” I said with a smile.
Tara sighed and smacked her teeth. “Oh, please.” She finished as she rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, you guys have a history of robbing banks?” I asked changing the subject.
“Something like that. We already robbed two banks here in Toronto. We almost got caught the last time. Now he wants more and he’s dragging you into it. Im telling you little girl…you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”
I started to get frustrated at the fact this girl was talking to me like I was ten or twelve years old. She acted like she knew everything. I see why Joe was frustrated with her so much.
It wasn’t long before Joe returned to the car. As he hopped back into the car slamming it shut, he said a loud curse. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“That place is crawling with cops! Damn it!” he said upset as he hit the steering wheel.
“I told you, Joe. So now what?” Tara asked.
“I don’t know. Let’s go home.” Joe said glum.
“I have an idea.” I blurted out. “I mean, its only if you guys want to, but I know a bank back at home in Chicago. Very famous, and a lot of money. Maybe we can try that out.”
“Oh God.” I could hear Tara whisper with annoyance.
“Are you serious?” Joe asked eagerly.
“Uhm…yeah.” I answered.
A smile slowly appeared on Joe’s face and his eyes lit up with excitement. “Let’s do it!” he then quickly made a u-turn as if heading into the direction back to the U.S….in Chicago.
“Joseph are you out of your mind? We can’t go to Chicago!” Tara said in disbelief.
“Why not?” Joe asked.
“Are you crazy? Im not going to Chicago! I’ve never been out of Canada, why would I go to the States because this little girl says so? She probably doesn’t even know what’s she talking about! She has no experience, and you want me to risk my life on her? Are you crazy?” Tara shouted in a whining tone.
“Will you shut the fuck up! What the hell did I tell you about your mouth!” Joe shouted at Tara.
“Fuck you Joe! I hate you! You are crazy! I want out! I want nothing to do with you anymore! I just want to go back to my family. I miss my sister, Vanessa.”
“If I let you go, what are you going to do? Turn yourself in?” Joe asked in a threatening tone.
Tara glared at Joe. She then responded, “Yeah. I will. I should have a long time ago.”
“Right…turn yourself in, and then turn me in too, right? Turn yourself in for fraud, and robbery, right?" he paused at the thought. He then spoke thru his teeth, “I will kill you first, Tara.”
“Well, I guess you will have to kill me then, Romeo. Let me out now!” Tara said coldly.
“Fuck you, Tara.” Joe said calmly yet firm.
“If she doesn’t want to go, Joe, we don’t have to go. It was only a thought.” I said feeling a little guilty of the fact they were always arguing on my behalf.
“No! We’re going. My mind is set.” Joe said. He then spoke to Tara. “Get in the back seat.”
“Fuck you!” Tara said coldly.
“Now!” Joe shouted loudly making both Tara and I jump.
“Stop the car and I will.”
“You think im stupid? Im not stopping so you can make a run for it. Crawl your ass in the back seat!” he said without looking at Tara. He then looked at me in the rear view mirror saying, “Lindsey, baby, get in the front seat.”
Tara glared at Joe for a long time. She then reluctantly moved to the back of the car cursing him out. But he never responded. I then moved into the front seat. Once I was settled in the front seat, Joe grabbed my hand and gently squeezed it, bringing my hand up to his lips and gently gave my hand a kiss. Tara was pissed.
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Hours later, we were still on our way to Chicago. I started to doze off when Joe nudged my leg. I looked at him. He quietly said, “Come here. Slide closer to me. I want to talk to you. Don’t wake up the bitch in the back.”
I looked back at Tara and she was sound asleep. I slid closer to Joe and smiled.
“Give me a kiss.” Joe said in a flirty tone.
I leaned over and kissed him. Just long enough so he wouldn’t lose control of the car as he drove down the road.
“Nice. I’ve been doing some serious thinking. There’s going to be a change of plans.”
I waited patiently for him to continue.
“Tara was right. We have enough money. We don’t need to rob another bank. I was just being greedy. But I want to share the money I have with you, not Tara. So…instead of robbing another bank..i want to get rid of Tara.”
“What do you mean?” I asked confused.
“She’s only going to get in the way. She’s getting on my nerves and I don’t want her around anymore. You heard her mouth. Its been like that for several months now. I think she’s been cheating on me anyway. But if I let her go now, without giving her any of the money, she will definitely turn me in. And now that she knows you’re in on all of this, she’ll turn you in too. I can see the news media now…Tara Lovato turns herself in, also bringing Joe Carter and Lindsey Cyrus down with her. You could do time for attempted robbery. I want to be with you Lindsey, and that wont happen if Tara is still around. She will stop us. That’s why something has to be done.”
I thought long and hard what Joe was saying. He was right. Tara already couldn’t stand me. Ever since she laid eyes on me. I then realized what Joe was getting at. “You want to kill her don’t’ you?”
“Baby, it’s the only way. Are you down?” Joe asked as he rubbed my leg.
I thought for a moment and looked at him. He had the look of determination on his face. I also thought of the fact of what he would do or say to me if I didn’t agree. I thought of the fact on how Tara hated me and would probably do anything to bring me down. I finally responded. “I know a place where we can do it.”
Joe smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
“Hey,” Tara said very coldly and with sarcasm.
I could tell she was not happy to see me. I then noticed how she gave Joe a very cold look. Joe escorted me to the passenger side of the car and opened the back door for me to get in.
“Here you go sweetie.” Joe said softly to me. He then shut the door for me.
As soon as he did that, I could hear Tara’s words as she scoffed at Joe.
“That’s her? She’s the one you picked?” Tara said with an attitude.
“Shhh! You think you could be any louder!” Joe said as he walked back around toward Tara on the driver's side of the car.
Tara pouted. “I can’t do this. We already have enough money. I told you, I can’t and I won’t.
Joe placed his hands on her shoulder and said, “Look, Tara, baby, I told you…all you have to do is drive the get away car. Yes, we have money, but we need more. Now come on let’s go. Give me the keys, I’ll drive.”
Tara shoved the keys into his hands and walked over to the other side of the car and got into the passenger seat. Joe started the car and we drove off.
“So, Lindsey, how do you like Canada?” Joe asked with a smile as he looked in the rear view mirror to look back at me in the back seat.
“Oh my gosh, it’s so beautiful here, baby. I think I could get used to this.” I said with a smile.
Tara turned around and looked at me with disgust in her facial expression. “Baby?”
Joe only shook his head at Tara as if to say leave it alone.
“Lindsey, is it?" Tara asked with an attitude.
“Yeah, what of it?” I shot back at her.
“Well, Lindsey, exactly how old are you?”
“Eighteen, why?”
“Ha!” Tara laughed sarcastically. “Eighteen and you’re calling my man, baby? Do you even know him? Oh wait, let me guess. You guys have sooo much in common. Do you know how old he is?”
Before I could respond to her, Joe firmly said to her, “Shut-up Tara!”
Tara answered her own question by responding, “Joseph here is 30 years old! He is way outta your league, little girl!” “What?” I mumbled in shock.
Joe looked at me thru the rear view mirror, “Yea, Lindsey, sweetie…Im 30 years old. Sorry about that, I –“
“Baby this, sweetie that…oh puh-leez! I can’t take this. Let me out the car!” Tara said clearly annoyed by me.
“Tara will you shut the fuck up! For the past few months now, your mouth has been going off a mile a minute. And I am sick and tired of you!” Joe shouted with frustration.
“Fuck you! And fuck her too! I don’t give a fuck! I’ve put up with you for five years, Joe! You tore me away from family and you think you can control my life!”
“Hey, I did, and I always will. I got you outta trouble didn’t I?” Joe shouted back at Tara.
“Oh yeah, you got me out of some trouble, but you got me into more trouble by robbing banks! Yeah, that’s just great honey!” Her tone oozed with sarcasm.
Joe looked furious. It was almost scary.
Tara continued, “And now you have this dumb poor girl involved in your fucked up life…our fucked up life!”
“It was your idea!” Joe shouted.
“Well, I changed my mind! I didn’t think you would use that email account to get in contact with minors, you asshole!”
Joe quickly jerked the steering wheel of the car driving us off the road, scaring both Tara and I. He then slammed on the breaks and put the car into park. Furiously opening his car door he yelled at Tara, “Get out the fucking car!”
Tara stared at Joe for a second and didn’t move.
Joe hopped out of the car and slammed his door and marched over to the passenger side of the car, opening Tara’s door. He then roughly grabbed her arm trying to drag her out of the car. Tara fought back trying to get him off of her. “Get off of me! Stop it, Joe!” she said as she continued to hit and kick at him.
He manage to finally force her out the car and slammed the car door shut.
“Whoa.” I whispered to myself.
They both walked a little distance away from the car. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but they were yelling furiously at each other. Next thing I knew, Joe drew back his hand and back slapped her across her face forcing her off her balance and fall to the ground. Her beautiful full dark hair had sprawled across her face as she laid on the ground holding the side of her face from where Joe had struck her. Joe started to walk away leaving her on the ground. He then stopped, thinking about his actions, and turned back around. He picked Tara up off the ground to make her stand on her feet as if she were a rag doll. He said something else to her and then they both walked back to the car. Tara seem to have hesitated at first, but she then followed him back to the car fixing her hair and straightening her clothes.
Joe got back into the car and said to me very calmly, “Hey, sweetie. Are you okay?”
I nodded yes in response.
“Im sorry you had to see that.” Joe continued.
At that moment, Tara entered back into the car. She didn’t say a word.
Joe continued, “So, anyways, like was telling Tara, we’re going to ride to this bank that we need to case out so we can get paid. Hopefully, it’ll be payday tomorrow.” He finished as he started the car and drove off.
As we pulled up to this bank, we noticed that there were more police officers there than usual. “What the hell?” Joe said confused.
“I told you it would be a bad idea. The police are on to us, Joe.” Tara said quietly.
“Shut-up. You all stay here. Im going in to case out the joint.” Joe said before hopping out the car.
We both watched him scurry into the bank.
Tara and I sat in silence. I wanted to say something to her, but I wasn’t sure what to say. So I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind. “Are you okay?”
“Don’t talk to me.” She snapped at me.
“Why are you so angry with me? What did I do to you?” I asked with an attitude.
“So young, yet so dumb.” Tara responded looking straight ahead.
“Excuse me? You look young yourself.”
Tara turned around to look at me. “For your information, Im older than you. Why do you want to be here? Why be involved with Joe? Do you love him?”
“Look Tara, I know he’s your boyfriend and this may be an awkward moment, but –“
“Just cut the crap! You and I both know that Joe and I have reached our end point, and you seem to be the next candidate. So how do you feel about him?” Tara interrupted me.
“I guess I love him. I mean we have so much in common and he is so cute.” I said with a smile.
Tara sighed and smacked her teeth. “Oh, please.” She finished as she rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, you guys have a history of robbing banks?” I asked changing the subject.
“Something like that. We already robbed two banks here in Toronto. We almost got caught the last time. Now he wants more and he’s dragging you into it. Im telling you little girl…you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”
I started to get frustrated at the fact this girl was talking to me like I was ten or twelve years old. She acted like she knew everything. I see why Joe was frustrated with her so much.
It wasn’t long before Joe returned to the car. As he hopped back into the car slamming it shut, he said a loud curse. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“That place is crawling with cops! Damn it!” he said upset as he hit the steering wheel.
“I told you, Joe. So now what?” Tara asked.
“I don’t know. Let’s go home.” Joe said glum.
“I have an idea.” I blurted out. “I mean, its only if you guys want to, but I know a bank back at home in Chicago. Very famous, and a lot of money. Maybe we can try that out.”
“Oh God.” I could hear Tara whisper with annoyance.
“Are you serious?” Joe asked eagerly.
“Uhm…yeah.” I answered.
A smile slowly appeared on Joe’s face and his eyes lit up with excitement. “Let’s do it!” he then quickly made a u-turn as if heading into the direction back to the U.S….in Chicago.
“Joseph are you out of your mind? We can’t go to Chicago!” Tara said in disbelief.
“Why not?” Joe asked.
“Are you crazy? Im not going to Chicago! I’ve never been out of Canada, why would I go to the States because this little girl says so? She probably doesn’t even know what’s she talking about! She has no experience, and you want me to risk my life on her? Are you crazy?” Tara shouted in a whining tone.
“Will you shut the fuck up! What the hell did I tell you about your mouth!” Joe shouted at Tara.
“Fuck you Joe! I hate you! You are crazy! I want out! I want nothing to do with you anymore! I just want to go back to my family. I miss my sister, Vanessa.”
“If I let you go, what are you going to do? Turn yourself in?” Joe asked in a threatening tone.
Tara glared at Joe. She then responded, “Yeah. I will. I should have a long time ago.”
“Right…turn yourself in, and then turn me in too, right? Turn yourself in for fraud, and robbery, right?" he paused at the thought. He then spoke thru his teeth, “I will kill you first, Tara.”
“Well, I guess you will have to kill me then, Romeo. Let me out now!” Tara said coldly.
“Fuck you, Tara.” Joe said calmly yet firm.
“If she doesn’t want to go, Joe, we don’t have to go. It was only a thought.” I said feeling a little guilty of the fact they were always arguing on my behalf.
“No! We’re going. My mind is set.” Joe said. He then spoke to Tara. “Get in the back seat.”
“Fuck you!” Tara said coldly.
“Now!” Joe shouted loudly making both Tara and I jump.
“Stop the car and I will.”
“You think im stupid? Im not stopping so you can make a run for it. Crawl your ass in the back seat!” he said without looking at Tara. He then looked at me in the rear view mirror saying, “Lindsey, baby, get in the front seat.”
Tara glared at Joe for a long time. She then reluctantly moved to the back of the car cursing him out. But he never responded. I then moved into the front seat. Once I was settled in the front seat, Joe grabbed my hand and gently squeezed it, bringing my hand up to his lips and gently gave my hand a kiss. Tara was pissed.
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Hours later, we were still on our way to Chicago. I started to doze off when Joe nudged my leg. I looked at him. He quietly said, “Come here. Slide closer to me. I want to talk to you. Don’t wake up the bitch in the back.”
I looked back at Tara and she was sound asleep. I slid closer to Joe and smiled.
“Give me a kiss.” Joe said in a flirty tone.
I leaned over and kissed him. Just long enough so he wouldn’t lose control of the car as he drove down the road.
“Nice. I’ve been doing some serious thinking. There’s going to be a change of plans.”
I waited patiently for him to continue.
“Tara was right. We have enough money. We don’t need to rob another bank. I was just being greedy. But I want to share the money I have with you, not Tara. So…instead of robbing another bank..i want to get rid of Tara.”
“What do you mean?” I asked confused.
“She’s only going to get in the way. She’s getting on my nerves and I don’t want her around anymore. You heard her mouth. Its been like that for several months now. I think she’s been cheating on me anyway. But if I let her go now, without giving her any of the money, she will definitely turn me in. And now that she knows you’re in on all of this, she’ll turn you in too. I can see the news media now…Tara Lovato turns herself in, also bringing Joe Carter and Lindsey Cyrus down with her. You could do time for attempted robbery. I want to be with you Lindsey, and that wont happen if Tara is still around. She will stop us. That’s why something has to be done.”
I thought long and hard what Joe was saying. He was right. Tara already couldn’t stand me. Ever since she laid eyes on me. I then realized what Joe was getting at. “You want to kill her don’t’ you?”
“Baby, it’s the only way. Are you down?” Joe asked as he rubbed my leg.
I thought for a moment and looked at him. He had the look of determination on his face. I also thought of the fact of what he would do or say to me if I didn’t agree. I thought of the fact on how Tara hated me and would probably do anything to bring me down. I finally responded. “I know a place where we can do it.”
Joe smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
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5/12/2011
Part 3
Hours later, once we finally arrived in Chicago, Joe pulled the car onto an old dirt road that lead to an old abandoned house.
“What the hell are we doing here?” Tara asked.
“Lindsey said we could stay here for the night. Im tired and we all need to get some rest before we start casing the bank.” Joe said calmly as he parked the car in front of the house.
“Here?” Tara said disgusted as she looked at the house. “Excuse me, but we have a lot of money in the trunk of which we could stay at a luxurious resort or hotel, and you want us to stay here?”
“Just shut up and get out of the damn car.” Joe replied. Everyone got out of the car. Joe then moved around toward the trunk of the car and said to me, “Lindsey, why don’t you go ahead and show Tara the inside while I get our bags.”
I nodded and tried to escort Tara inside.
“I can’t believe this crap! This doesn’t make any sense. Why did you bring us here? Why bring us to this lifeless, run down house?” Tara complained to Joe. She then turned to me saying, “And since when did you become the leader?”
“I wish you would stop complaining.” I said getting annoyed by the sound of her whinning voice.
“Me? Complaining? You’re kiddng me, right? We have all this money, and …” Tara said as her voice trailed off.
I stopped paying attention to her when I noticed Joe creeping up behind her. He was holding a wet handkerchief with some type of chemical on it. He quickly covered Tara’s nose and mouth with the handkerchief. Tara’s blue eyes widened with fear as she slowly started to fade out of consciousness. Joe carried her limp body into a room in the house and onto an old abandoned mattress. I started to get scared. “Is she…is she dead?” I asked.
“No. She's just passed out right now. I need time to think. We have to plan this out quickly before she wakes,” he started to pace back and forth.
“What if someone starts to look for?” I asked.
“No one will look for her. Her family gave up on her a long time ago. Not her sister…not anyone cares for her anymore.” Joe paused. He looked at Tara and then back at me. He then asked, “What about you? If you come with me, we have to disappear. Will you have someone looking for you?”
“I have family and friends. I think they would.”
“But not if they knew you were dead.” Joe said outloud as if he were in deep thoughts.
“Huh?” I asked confused.
“Quick! Take off your clothes. Everything.” Joe said as he rushed to Tara and started to take off her clothes.
“Im not sure I understand.” I said still confused.
“Just take off your fucking clothes!” Joe shouted at me.
I jumped and quickly took off my clothes down to my underwear.
“Take off your bra too.” Joe said as he took off Tara’s bra. He then threw Tara’s clothes at me saying, “Quick, put these on.”
I did what Joe told me to do. I put on her beige bra, red shirt and black jeans. Her clothes fit me perfectly. I then put her shoes on. As Joe put my shoes on Tara’s feet, he looked at me with a smirk. “See. People will think Tara is you. You two almost look alike.”
“But she has black hair.”
“Don’t worry, we can get some dye and put it in her hair.”
“But my family will look at her and see that she’s not me.”
“I’ll think of something. Baby, don’t worry. Come on let’s go get the rope and stuff out of the car.” Joe said trying to comfort Lindsey.
By the time we went to the car and came back into the house, Tara was gaining her conscious back. “What’s going on?” Tara said in a daze and groggy voice.
“Hi there.” Joe said with a smirk.
“Wha- … what the? Why does she have on my clothes and I have on her clothes?” Tara said starting to get angry.
“Well, dear…welcome to your day of death.” Joe replied.
Tara looked around confused and saw the rope and gun. She started to panic and started to make a run for it. Joe quickly grabbed her and shoved her to the floor. Tara let out a small scream as she hit the floor with a hard thump.
“I knew your crazy ass would snap one day.” Tara said as she slowly raised back up to her feet. She then charged up to Joe and started fighting with him.
Joe wrestled with her for a brief moment. He then punched her in the eye with his closed fist. Tara fell hard to the ground. As Tara fell to the ground, Joe shouted, “Bitch!” He then shook his hand as if it was in pain for punching her so hard. Joe turned and looked at me saying, “Quick! Get that cord and strangle her ass to death.”
I grabbed the cord and bent down to the floor behind Tara and wrapped the cord around her neck. Both Tara and I struggled. I pulled with all of my might while she pulled cord away from around her neck with her hands. Tara was so strong. I yelled out to Joe, “I can’t do it! I can’t do it!” I let go and Tara fell forward gasping for air, wheezing and coughing.
Joe said a curse. He marched over toward us and picked Tara up from the floor. He shoved her into an old dusty chair. He then started to tie her up with the ropes. Tara was too weak to resist or fight back.
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
“I don’t know. She’s a tough girl. Right, Tara?” Joe finished as he talked to Tara.
In a raspy voice, Tara said very coldly, “Fuck you…fuck you both! I will tell. I will. I will turn you both in. Just you wait.”
Joe glared at Tara. “Not when I’m thru with you.”
He then punched Tara again in the same eye he had hit her before. I flinched because it was like I could feel her pain. Tara cursed at Joe. Joe once again punched Tara with all of his might. Blood started to splatter as Joe seem to beat Tara to death. Joe kept hitting, and hitting Tara over and over again. It was like he had went mad and kept hitting Tara like she was a punching bag. I had had enough. I couldn’t see anymore.
“Joe stop! That’s enough!” I shouted.
Joe finally stopped. Tara’s body was lifeless. Tara seem to have had no face. Blood was everywhere.
“Now no one can tell who she is.” Joe said out of breath from beating on Tara.
I started to cry silently.
“Untie her. She should be dead now.” Joe said wiping his forehead from sweat.
I quickly untied her. Tara’s lifeless body fell forward onto the floor. Yet, I could tell she was still breathing. “Joe…she’s not dead.”
Joe turned around and looked at Tara. “I told you she was tough.”
“Now what?” I asked.
Joe turned her over onto her back and sure enough, Tara was still alive.
“You can’t kill me, you bastard.” Tara groaned in a very weak and deathly tone.
Joe grabbed the gun and sat Tara up. “Sit up, baby. I want to show you that I can kill you.” Joe whispered in Tara’s ear. Once Joe forced her to sit up, Joe stepped back a little as he held the gun to the back of her head. He then pulled the trigger and shot her dead.
I screamed. Joe dropped the gun and looked at me with an expressionless face. “She’s dead now. They’ll think that’s you.” I was speechless. Joe continued, “Help me get this together.”
I moved toward him and said, “What about finger prints? They’ll finger print her and know its not me.”
“Baby…you are so smart. Bring me that knife.”
I got the knife and gave it to him. I didn’t want to watch, but I knew he was going to remove her finger tips. “There. Now they’ll have no choice but to think it’s you. Are you happy now?” Joe asked with blood splattered all over him.
“One more problem. Her hair.”
Joe said a loud curse. “Okay, let’s just get her in the car. Is there anywhere we can dump her body?”
I told him about this old mine about 3 miles away from the abandoned house we were at. We gathered everything together and made it to a local small gastation store. We bought the red hair dye, and bottles of water. Well actually, I had to go into the store because Joe was covered in Tara’s blood. As we reached the mine, I helped him carry Tara’s body down the hill. We then let her body flop down onto the ground. Joe told me to go head and dye her hair. I did just so. It was disgusting. Blood was everywhere, and the dye started to discolor her hair. I was disgusted, I felt like I was going to vomit.
“Come on let’s go. As long as her hair is all read, it’s good enough.” Joe said anxiously.
“Now what?” I asked as we walked back towards the car.
He remained quiet until he noticed the bloody mess in the car. “We need to get rid of this car. But it has to be far away from here.”
We then drove off about 45 miles or so away from where we left Tara’s body. We ended up pouring gasoline all over the car. Joe lit the car on fire and the car quickly went up into flames. We ran away as fast as we could with our money bag. We were sure the car was going to explode, but we didn’t want to be there to find out. We later got clean clothes and bought another car. We were then heading as far away from Chicago as fast as we could.
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“What the hell are we doing here?” Tara asked.
“Lindsey said we could stay here for the night. Im tired and we all need to get some rest before we start casing the bank.” Joe said calmly as he parked the car in front of the house.
“Here?” Tara said disgusted as she looked at the house. “Excuse me, but we have a lot of money in the trunk of which we could stay at a luxurious resort or hotel, and you want us to stay here?”
“Just shut up and get out of the damn car.” Joe replied. Everyone got out of the car. Joe then moved around toward the trunk of the car and said to me, “Lindsey, why don’t you go ahead and show Tara the inside while I get our bags.”
I nodded and tried to escort Tara inside.
“I can’t believe this crap! This doesn’t make any sense. Why did you bring us here? Why bring us to this lifeless, run down house?” Tara complained to Joe. She then turned to me saying, “And since when did you become the leader?”
“I wish you would stop complaining.” I said getting annoyed by the sound of her whinning voice.
“Me? Complaining? You’re kiddng me, right? We have all this money, and …” Tara said as her voice trailed off.
I stopped paying attention to her when I noticed Joe creeping up behind her. He was holding a wet handkerchief with some type of chemical on it. He quickly covered Tara’s nose and mouth with the handkerchief. Tara’s blue eyes widened with fear as she slowly started to fade out of consciousness. Joe carried her limp body into a room in the house and onto an old abandoned mattress. I started to get scared. “Is she…is she dead?” I asked.
“No. She's just passed out right now. I need time to think. We have to plan this out quickly before she wakes,” he started to pace back and forth.
“What if someone starts to look for?” I asked.
“No one will look for her. Her family gave up on her a long time ago. Not her sister…not anyone cares for her anymore.” Joe paused. He looked at Tara and then back at me. He then asked, “What about you? If you come with me, we have to disappear. Will you have someone looking for you?”
“I have family and friends. I think they would.”
“But not if they knew you were dead.” Joe said outloud as if he were in deep thoughts.
“Huh?” I asked confused.
“Quick! Take off your clothes. Everything.” Joe said as he rushed to Tara and started to take off her clothes.
“Im not sure I understand.” I said still confused.
“Just take off your fucking clothes!” Joe shouted at me.
I jumped and quickly took off my clothes down to my underwear.
“Take off your bra too.” Joe said as he took off Tara’s bra. He then threw Tara’s clothes at me saying, “Quick, put these on.”
I did what Joe told me to do. I put on her beige bra, red shirt and black jeans. Her clothes fit me perfectly. I then put her shoes on. As Joe put my shoes on Tara’s feet, he looked at me with a smirk. “See. People will think Tara is you. You two almost look alike.”
“But she has black hair.”
“Don’t worry, we can get some dye and put it in her hair.”
“But my family will look at her and see that she’s not me.”
“I’ll think of something. Baby, don’t worry. Come on let’s go get the rope and stuff out of the car.” Joe said trying to comfort Lindsey.
By the time we went to the car and came back into the house, Tara was gaining her conscious back. “What’s going on?” Tara said in a daze and groggy voice.
“Hi there.” Joe said with a smirk.
“Wha- … what the? Why does she have on my clothes and I have on her clothes?” Tara said starting to get angry.
“Well, dear…welcome to your day of death.” Joe replied.
Tara looked around confused and saw the rope and gun. She started to panic and started to make a run for it. Joe quickly grabbed her and shoved her to the floor. Tara let out a small scream as she hit the floor with a hard thump.
“I knew your crazy ass would snap one day.” Tara said as she slowly raised back up to her feet. She then charged up to Joe and started fighting with him.
Joe wrestled with her for a brief moment. He then punched her in the eye with his closed fist. Tara fell hard to the ground. As Tara fell to the ground, Joe shouted, “Bitch!” He then shook his hand as if it was in pain for punching her so hard. Joe turned and looked at me saying, “Quick! Get that cord and strangle her ass to death.”
I grabbed the cord and bent down to the floor behind Tara and wrapped the cord around her neck. Both Tara and I struggled. I pulled with all of my might while she pulled cord away from around her neck with her hands. Tara was so strong. I yelled out to Joe, “I can’t do it! I can’t do it!” I let go and Tara fell forward gasping for air, wheezing and coughing.
Joe said a curse. He marched over toward us and picked Tara up from the floor. He shoved her into an old dusty chair. He then started to tie her up with the ropes. Tara was too weak to resist or fight back.
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
“I don’t know. She’s a tough girl. Right, Tara?” Joe finished as he talked to Tara.
In a raspy voice, Tara said very coldly, “Fuck you…fuck you both! I will tell. I will. I will turn you both in. Just you wait.”
Joe glared at Tara. “Not when I’m thru with you.”
He then punched Tara again in the same eye he had hit her before. I flinched because it was like I could feel her pain. Tara cursed at Joe. Joe once again punched Tara with all of his might. Blood started to splatter as Joe seem to beat Tara to death. Joe kept hitting, and hitting Tara over and over again. It was like he had went mad and kept hitting Tara like she was a punching bag. I had had enough. I couldn’t see anymore.
“Joe stop! That’s enough!” I shouted.
Joe finally stopped. Tara’s body was lifeless. Tara seem to have had no face. Blood was everywhere.
“Now no one can tell who she is.” Joe said out of breath from beating on Tara.
I started to cry silently.
“Untie her. She should be dead now.” Joe said wiping his forehead from sweat.
I quickly untied her. Tara’s lifeless body fell forward onto the floor. Yet, I could tell she was still breathing. “Joe…she’s not dead.”
Joe turned around and looked at Tara. “I told you she was tough.”
“Now what?” I asked.
Joe turned her over onto her back and sure enough, Tara was still alive.
“You can’t kill me, you bastard.” Tara groaned in a very weak and deathly tone.
Joe grabbed the gun and sat Tara up. “Sit up, baby. I want to show you that I can kill you.” Joe whispered in Tara’s ear. Once Joe forced her to sit up, Joe stepped back a little as he held the gun to the back of her head. He then pulled the trigger and shot her dead.
I screamed. Joe dropped the gun and looked at me with an expressionless face. “She’s dead now. They’ll think that’s you.” I was speechless. Joe continued, “Help me get this together.”
I moved toward him and said, “What about finger prints? They’ll finger print her and know its not me.”
“Baby…you are so smart. Bring me that knife.”
I got the knife and gave it to him. I didn’t want to watch, but I knew he was going to remove her finger tips. “There. Now they’ll have no choice but to think it’s you. Are you happy now?” Joe asked with blood splattered all over him.
“One more problem. Her hair.”
Joe said a loud curse. “Okay, let’s just get her in the car. Is there anywhere we can dump her body?”
I told him about this old mine about 3 miles away from the abandoned house we were at. We gathered everything together and made it to a local small gastation store. We bought the red hair dye, and bottles of water. Well actually, I had to go into the store because Joe was covered in Tara’s blood. As we reached the mine, I helped him carry Tara’s body down the hill. We then let her body flop down onto the ground. Joe told me to go head and dye her hair. I did just so. It was disgusting. Blood was everywhere, and the dye started to discolor her hair. I was disgusted, I felt like I was going to vomit.
“Come on let’s go. As long as her hair is all read, it’s good enough.” Joe said anxiously.
“Now what?” I asked as we walked back towards the car.
He remained quiet until he noticed the bloody mess in the car. “We need to get rid of this car. But it has to be far away from here.”
We then drove off about 45 miles or so away from where we left Tara’s body. We ended up pouring gasoline all over the car. Joe lit the car on fire and the car quickly went up into flames. We ran away as fast as we could with our money bag. We were sure the car was going to explode, but we didn’t want to be there to find out. We later got clean clothes and bought another car. We were then heading as far away from Chicago as fast as we could.
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