Where did Tre go!?, chapter 10
Tears welled up in Billie's eyes. "Tré!" he cried out and hugged Tré. "I fucking missed you so much man. Don't ever leave." He said.
He had his arms wrapped around Tré. He wasn't going to let go.
Tré was in a daze. "Don't worry Billie. I won't go anywhere. I haven't gone anywhere... have I?" he asked.
As soon as Billie let loose a little, he put his hand on his cheek. It was bruised, and was starting to bleed from a small scratch. Must've been Billie's wedding ring that cut his cheek.
Mike stood there watching the whole ordieal. He was smiling and tears were coming from his eyes.
"Promise us you'll never leave...ever ever again." he said and he grabbed Billie and Tré.
After a few hours of hugging, smiling, and more hugging, and a bit of crying, they finally got to talking.
"Tré... when you drove past us... earlier when we were at the subway station. You threw a note out the window. What did you mean when you said 'He made me do it'? Who is he?" Billie questioned.
Tré scratched his head.
"Well... to tell the truth... I don't know. He took me from the house a couple nights ago. He made me call you guys and.. it was all a trap. He set it up, and he took your car. He... he... he did something to me, and then I woke up with you beating me." he said looking away. "The only thing he told me about him was that I was to call him 'Master'..." he said.
"And he said he was gonna come back for me... and your car will never come back." Tré added.
Billie sat there with his mouth wide open.
"....Master....?" he asked.
"Tré. You gotta tell us what he did to you!" Billie yelled at him.
He grabbed Tré's shoulders.
"Tré, you gotta tell us who he is!" Mike yelled.
Tré clenched his eyes as Billie shook him, and they both yelled at him.
"I told you all I knew about him!!" Tré yelled at them. "But he told me not to tell anyone what he did to me..."
"Tré. You have to tell us what he did to you. Please Tré." Billie begged.
He let go of his shoulders and let them hang by his sides. "We're your best friends, tell us."
"He... he..." Tré started.
"He did what?!" Mike yelled. Finally getting angry.
"He fucking raped me! Okay! Are you fucking happy now?! He's a fucking sick man and he fucking raped me!" Tré yelled. He fell to his knees crying. "He raped me, and there's nothing you can do about it now." he said choking between sobs.
He had his arms wrapped around Tré. He wasn't going to let go.
Tré was in a daze. "Don't worry Billie. I won't go anywhere. I haven't gone anywhere... have I?" he asked.
As soon as Billie let loose a little, he put his hand on his cheek. It was bruised, and was starting to bleed from a small scratch. Must've been Billie's wedding ring that cut his cheek.
Mike stood there watching the whole ordieal. He was smiling and tears were coming from his eyes.
"Promise us you'll never leave...ever ever again." he said and he grabbed Billie and Tré.
After a few hours of hugging, smiling, and more hugging, and a bit of crying, they finally got to talking.
"Tré... when you drove past us... earlier when we were at the subway station. You threw a note out the window. What did you mean when you said 'He made me do it'? Who is he?" Billie questioned.
Tré scratched his head.
"Well... to tell the truth... I don't know. He took me from the house a couple nights ago. He made me call you guys and.. it was all a trap. He set it up, and he took your car. He... he... he did something to me, and then I woke up with you beating me." he said looking away. "The only thing he told me about him was that I was to call him 'Master'..." he said.
"And he said he was gonna come back for me... and your car will never come back." Tré added.
Billie sat there with his mouth wide open.
"....Master....?" he asked.
"Tré. You gotta tell us what he did to you!" Billie yelled at him.
He grabbed Tré's shoulders.
"Tré, you gotta tell us who he is!" Mike yelled.
Tré clenched his eyes as Billie shook him, and they both yelled at him.
"I told you all I knew about him!!" Tré yelled at them. "But he told me not to tell anyone what he did to me..."
"Tré. You have to tell us what he did to you. Please Tré." Billie begged.
He let go of his shoulders and let them hang by his sides. "We're your best friends, tell us."
"He... he..." Tré started.
"He did what?!" Mike yelled. Finally getting angry.
"He fucking raped me! Okay! Are you fucking happy now?! He's a fucking sick man and he fucking raped me!" Tré yelled. He fell to his knees crying. "He raped me, and there's nothing you can do about it now." he said choking between sobs.
