Lies Behind The Woods

shower, sheets, and kitchen all comes back to you. They are coming to the cabin with us. It’s perfect. Two love birds missing at the same time. Everyone would just think they’re on a sexcapade.”
Jane looked towards Steve’s direction as he sensed her presence. “You fucked Tara? You sick motherfucker taking advantage of her. I should have not called you or been worried about you. Let alone bring my ass here to warn you about John. Now I’m in danger because of you. I’m going to die with you.”
“It’s not what you think.” Steve tried to defend himself but was still too weak from the beating he took from John.
“Shut up! Both of you.” John pulled out his gun again. This time, handing it to Tara.
“This is the play. Nothing’s changed from the original plan. Shit just got better. Take this gun. Grab Jane’s purse and keys and bring the car around back. Jane sits in the front with you, and I’ll sit in the back with lover boy keeping an eye on them both.”
Tara did exactly as she was told. Like she was under the control of John.
Tara took the keys out of Jane’s purse and pressed the alarm button several times in many directions until she located the Ford Explorer that belonged to Jane. Tara noticed the vehicle had government plates with tinted windows. She sat in the vehicle and proceeded to drive around to the back of Steve’s house that was adjacent to the alleyway. Tara entered the back door of the house and ran to John.
“We have a problem. The bitch got a government car. What if it’s tracked?”
John put his right hand on his chin. Thinking of his next move. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Jane whispering something to Steve.
John rushed over and pistol-whipped Jane. “I said shut up, bitch. This ain’t no family reunion. This is the John Dexter show.”
Jane fell to the floor with blood dripping from her head. Steve jumped to her aid and defense, and John pistol-whipped him also. “Sit your bitch ass down before I put your mind next to hers so we can hear your thoughts,” John said, waving his pistol.
John thought again about his plan to go to White Pine. He lit a cigarette and paced back and forth. He turned to Tara finally after taking his last puff.
“It’s a government-issued car. Unless we drive over the speed limit, we shouldn’t get caught. No one will notice Jane missing until after we get a chance to dump the car. I’ll take Steve in the back seat, and you will take Jane in the front,” John told Tara as he grabbed Steve by the arms to escort him out of the kitchen to the waiting SUV in the back.
Tara followed John, holding Jane tightly. Suddenly, Jane reacted to being bigger than Tara and pushed her out of the way, yelling and making noise in the alley to get someone’s attention.
Tara took the gun John gave her and shot Jane in the thigh, making her fall a few feet from the SUV.
“What the fuck! Making too much noise. Go get her and let’s go before the cops come or someone notices,” John yelled at Tara as he got in the car with Steve.
Tara ran to Jane and picked her up as Jane cried in pain after being shot in the thigh that was only a flesh wound. Tara escorted her back to the car as Jane limped all the way, holding the back of her left thigh.
“Oh, come on! It’s only flesh. Stop your bitching. Karma’s a bitch. You caused me three years of pain. Look what you get,” John ranted as Tara started the drive to White Pine.
“If we’re going to White Pine, it’s a five-hour drive. I’m going to bleed out and die before I get there. I need medical help now,” Jane cried as she turned to John.
“Bitch, please.” John reached in his black bag and handed her a towel. “Hold this to your leg. It will stop the bleeding; it’s only a fucking flesh wound.”
“Says the guy with a jail medical degree,” Steve mocked John’s decision.
John chuckled. “You know, I’ve learned a lot and lost a lot being in jail. I don’t know if I should thank you or hate you.”
“Then why are you doing this to me?” Steve asked furiously.
“There is a lot you need to know. You will just have to wait until we get to the cabin in White Pine. This is bigger than what you have imagined.”
Five hours seemed like an eternity for Jane and Steve as they sat and waited for their fate. Steve sat there thinking of how this was the worst weekend of his life. He got screwed and seduced by Tara for this plan of hers and John’s. Now, all of the weird phone calls and texts on Tara’s phone made sense. This was the plan all along. Tara and John’s revenge.
The car went silent while Tara drove to the White Pine border.
“Welcome to White Pine. Where it all begins, I should say,” Tara yelled happily as Jane saw the sign welcoming residents and tourists along the two-lane highway. The car approached the same intersection that ruined Steve’s run three years ago.
Suddenly, a tractor-trailer approached on the opposite side in the dark, lonely road.
“Now,” Jane yelled as she took the steering wheel from Tara and forced the car to drive head-first into the oncoming truck.
Steve tried to wrestle John in the back seat to take away his gun.
He was still too weak to take on John, so John managed to out-muscle him and push him against the door. Steve hit his head on the window, shattering the glass and cutting his forehead. John leapt into the front seat as the truck was approaching the SUV and forced the car to the curb, crashing into a tree. The truck honked its horn and the driver stepped on the brakes, screeching its tires. Tara hit her