A Tre Cool Story with lots of Tre Things in it, chapter 1
"Hi. I'm Frank."
"Hi. I'm Samantha." She said.
From then on they were best friends. They were in preschool. They didn't hang out with any other kids in the whole class for the rest of the year. At recess they would sit and talk and wouldn't play with anyone else. When they had pajama days they sat under their own table without the rest of the kids and watch cartoons. In their first year of elementary school in kindergarten they were put in the same class and didn't hang out with anyone else. Every year this went on until they were in 2nd grade. But Sam and Tre were still inseparable.
When they were both in 7th grade and twelve years old good things were happening to Frank and some bad and good to Sam. The good thing with Frank was that he was in a band and he was playing gigs and already had a c.d. out, he had a new name Tre Cool so he didn't get picked on that much.
But with Sam things were bad. Her mother was having some bad issues so Sam and her 16-year-old brother had move into where her brother was working was a Halloween place where they did stuff with fake blood and guts and severed fake heads and all that. Below the actual store was big apartment type thing. All the kids who worked there (which there was only seven. Georgie, Ray Anne, Will, Breann, Ana, Aaron, and Sam's brother.) Sam and her brother decided that they would move in there. Things got better from then.
Now Sam and Tre are sixteen.
Tre and Sam were currently at a party back up in the woods. It was bring your own beer.
Sam's POV
"Hey Tre. I'm gonna go grab a beer," I said.
"Grab me one too!" He yelled as I started off toward the door of the crappy little house.
I walked out to my little black car. I popped open the trunk.
"Tre you jackass," I mumbled.
He put the beer under a whole bunch of stuff in there... AGAIN. I started throwing stuff off of the cooler so I could grab the beers and get back inside. The woods were scaring me. I heard a stick pop behind me. I turned around quickly. Nothing was there. Suddenly I felt a hand go over my mouth and the somebody pulled me back up against their chest. They slammed the trunk shut. I started screaming and he just kept hitting me. He drug me out into the middle of the woods.
I got pushed down into a pile of wet leaves and sticks. He got on top of me and started punching me and slapping me. He said that if I tried to get away he'd kill me. I thought that if I fought him he would kill me. So I stopped fighting and let him do whatever he was going to do. He took off all my clothes. For some odd reason I kept thinking about the time we were in Tre's room when we were five and we were playing doctor. He thought he had to take my temperature the old fashioned way and he mistaken my anus for my vagina. That thermometer he put up there was the first thing that was ever in my vagina. But anyway, when this kid was done he punched me in the face and I got knocked out.
Tre's POV
Sam left to go get us beers a while ago. It's been almost 45 minuets. She's still not back yet. I'm kind of worried. I'll go look for her. I got up and went outside.
"SAM!" I yelled. I looked in her car and she wasn't there. Shit. This is how scary movies start. But this is also how porno movies start out too! Okay. This isn't the time to think about sex Tre. Find Sam.
I kept yelling for her. I called her brother to help me find her. He called his friends. I called Billie and Mike and they called Sam's friends. There was I dunno... thirty kids out there trying to find her. We kept looking till 4:30 in the morning. We hadn't found her. We decided that we'd come back up here tomorrow and look for her. We tried to call her phone but it was in her car along with her purse. Me, Billie, and Mike all sat in Sam's car the until the sun was up talking about where Sam could be. When the sun rose, the three of us decided we'd go look for her. We all split up.
I was walking around yelling for her when I saw her. She was lying there naked. Yeah. I'll admit it. I did have a crush on her and I'd always wondered what she looked like naked but I never thought that this is what she would look like this. I went by her side and picked her up. I started crying. I kept lightly smacking her face and stroking her hair trying to wake her up. She finally woke up. I tried not to look at her boobs. Don't blame me. It's kind of hard not to stare at a hot naked chick in your arms even if she is all bloody and your crying.
Sam's POV
I woke up. My eyes weren't open. My ass and vagina were throbbing with pain. I opened my eyes. Everything came back to me from the night before. I was bare ass naked with Tre holding me bawling his eyes out. My face, arms, legs, ass, vagina, and side hurt like hell. I looked down. My sides by my ribs had little lines in perfect order cut into me. I guess that bastard had fun time cutting me open after he knocked me out. My vagina looked like I had my period and I hadn't washed it or wiped it for all seven days. My legs had perfect cuts down them too. My arms had bruises in the shape of hands all over them. My right eye hurt and my lip hurt too. My cheek did also. I started crying. I pushed Tre away but the moment I squirmed in his arms a burst of pain went through out my body from my vagina and ass. I started crying even harder.
"Sam. Listen to me. I have to get u to a hospital," Tre said.
He picked me up. I had to stay as straight as I could in arms because moving to any other position made my snatch and ass hurt. He took my over to my car and set me down in the back seat. I heard him call for Billie and Mike.
"Tre!" I yelled from inside the car. "I don't want em to see me naked," I said.
I started crying again. Tre put a blanket over me. Billie got in the drivers seat, Mike in the passengers seat, and Tre in the back with me. Billie looked at me through the rearview mirror the whole time crying. Mike turned around and looked at me and started crying and Tre put my head in his lap and was stroking my hair and crying.
We got the hospital. Billie and Mike went inside to get a doctor. They brought out a hospital bed on wheels things and they lifted me onto it. I still had the blanket over me. They got me into a room and put me to sleep.
I woke up in the hospital room. The lights were off. There was a big window looking out to the main part of the city with the lights. Billie had it open and was sitting with his legs hanging out. He was a brave kid. Even though were really high up and if he would've fallen out of the window he would've died, he was still sitting there looking out to the city blankly with his legs over the ledge smoking a cigarette. Tre was sitting next to me. Even though the room was pitch black except from the lights outside which kind of gave the room a little light, I could tell he was crying. Mike was asleep in a chair next to me.
"Tre," I said.
He looked up. Billie threw his cigarette out the window and came over to me. He kicked Mike in the leg. Mike got up and came over to me. I had been friends with Billie and Mike since I was thirteen. But Tre since I was four.
"Sam. Can you tell us what happened?" Tre said teary-eyed stroking my hair again.
Billie and Mike watched teary eyed too to see what would happen.
"Tell me what the doctors did first," I said to them.
"They stitched up your vagina. Then they stitched up your ass. Then your sides and legs. They cleaned up your face. You have a black eye. They were gonna stitch you're lip but they decided not too. Then they wrapped up the bruises and cuts on you're arms," Billie said.
"Tell us what happened," Mike said.
"I was raped. Okay? Why else would I be lying in the woods naked with a torn up fucking snatch," I said crying.
I started rubbing my eye that wasn't messed up and wiping the tears away lightly from the one that was.
"Do you remember what the person looked like?" Tre asked in a shaky voice trying not to cry.
"No. It was dark," I said.
After a while Billie and Tre got sleepy. They decided they'd go to sleep in the chairs. Mikey and I stayed up and talked. He was like my older brother that knew exactly how to cheer me up. There were a couple of people sitting out in the hall way by my room. We didn't know them. Mikey decided he'd make fun of them.
"You see that guy right there?" Mike said pointing to a fat bald guy that was asleep.
"Yeah," I said.
"He was use to be a male stripper when he was 21," Mike said.
I covered up my mouth when I started laughing so I wouldn't wake Tre and Billie.
"The thing is... when he was five... the eighty year old man down the street paid him to suck him dick every Friday. Fifty bucks a pop," he said.
I laughed even harder.
"No shit," Mikey said trying to act serious and keep a straight face.
"Are there any pain killers I can take Mikeathon?" I asked. I nicknamed-named Mike, Mikeathon or Dearest. He got me a glass of water from the bathroom and got me two pills. I took them.
"Thank you dearest," I said handing him back the cup.
He put the cup back in the bathroom and came back out. We made fun of people until eleven then we feel asleep.
"Hi. I'm Samantha." She said.
From then on they were best friends. They were in preschool. They didn't hang out with any other kids in the whole class for the rest of the year. At recess they would sit and talk and wouldn't play with anyone else. When they had pajama days they sat under their own table without the rest of the kids and watch cartoons. In their first year of elementary school in kindergarten they were put in the same class and didn't hang out with anyone else. Every year this went on until they were in 2nd grade. But Sam and Tre were still inseparable.
When they were both in 7th grade and twelve years old good things were happening to Frank and some bad and good to Sam. The good thing with Frank was that he was in a band and he was playing gigs and already had a c.d. out, he had a new name Tre Cool so he didn't get picked on that much.
But with Sam things were bad. Her mother was having some bad issues so Sam and her 16-year-old brother had move into where her brother was working was a Halloween place where they did stuff with fake blood and guts and severed fake heads and all that. Below the actual store was big apartment type thing. All the kids who worked there (which there was only seven. Georgie, Ray Anne, Will, Breann, Ana, Aaron, and Sam's brother.) Sam and her brother decided that they would move in there. Things got better from then.
Now Sam and Tre are sixteen.
Tre and Sam were currently at a party back up in the woods. It was bring your own beer.
Sam's POV
"Hey Tre. I'm gonna go grab a beer," I said.
"Grab me one too!" He yelled as I started off toward the door of the crappy little house.
I walked out to my little black car. I popped open the trunk.
"Tre you jackass," I mumbled.
He put the beer under a whole bunch of stuff in there... AGAIN. I started throwing stuff off of the cooler so I could grab the beers and get back inside. The woods were scaring me. I heard a stick pop behind me. I turned around quickly. Nothing was there. Suddenly I felt a hand go over my mouth and the somebody pulled me back up against their chest. They slammed the trunk shut. I started screaming and he just kept hitting me. He drug me out into the middle of the woods.
I got pushed down into a pile of wet leaves and sticks. He got on top of me and started punching me and slapping me. He said that if I tried to get away he'd kill me. I thought that if I fought him he would kill me. So I stopped fighting and let him do whatever he was going to do. He took off all my clothes. For some odd reason I kept thinking about the time we were in Tre's room when we were five and we were playing doctor. He thought he had to take my temperature the old fashioned way and he mistaken my anus for my vagina. That thermometer he put up there was the first thing that was ever in my vagina. But anyway, when this kid was done he punched me in the face and I got knocked out.
Tre's POV
Sam left to go get us beers a while ago. It's been almost 45 minuets. She's still not back yet. I'm kind of worried. I'll go look for her. I got up and went outside.
"SAM!" I yelled. I looked in her car and she wasn't there. Shit. This is how scary movies start. But this is also how porno movies start out too! Okay. This isn't the time to think about sex Tre. Find Sam.
I kept yelling for her. I called her brother to help me find her. He called his friends. I called Billie and Mike and they called Sam's friends. There was I dunno... thirty kids out there trying to find her. We kept looking till 4:30 in the morning. We hadn't found her. We decided that we'd come back up here tomorrow and look for her. We tried to call her phone but it was in her car along with her purse. Me, Billie, and Mike all sat in Sam's car the until the sun was up talking about where Sam could be. When the sun rose, the three of us decided we'd go look for her. We all split up.
I was walking around yelling for her when I saw her. She was lying there naked. Yeah. I'll admit it. I did have a crush on her and I'd always wondered what she looked like naked but I never thought that this is what she would look like this. I went by her side and picked her up. I started crying. I kept lightly smacking her face and stroking her hair trying to wake her up. She finally woke up. I tried not to look at her boobs. Don't blame me. It's kind of hard not to stare at a hot naked chick in your arms even if she is all bloody and your crying.
Sam's POV
I woke up. My eyes weren't open. My ass and vagina were throbbing with pain. I opened my eyes. Everything came back to me from the night before. I was bare ass naked with Tre holding me bawling his eyes out. My face, arms, legs, ass, vagina, and side hurt like hell. I looked down. My sides by my ribs had little lines in perfect order cut into me. I guess that bastard had fun time cutting me open after he knocked me out. My vagina looked like I had my period and I hadn't washed it or wiped it for all seven days. My legs had perfect cuts down them too. My arms had bruises in the shape of hands all over them. My right eye hurt and my lip hurt too. My cheek did also. I started crying. I pushed Tre away but the moment I squirmed in his arms a burst of pain went through out my body from my vagina and ass. I started crying even harder.
"Sam. Listen to me. I have to get u to a hospital," Tre said.
He picked me up. I had to stay as straight as I could in arms because moving to any other position made my snatch and ass hurt. He took my over to my car and set me down in the back seat. I heard him call for Billie and Mike.
"Tre!" I yelled from inside the car. "I don't want em to see me naked," I said.
I started crying again. Tre put a blanket over me. Billie got in the drivers seat, Mike in the passengers seat, and Tre in the back with me. Billie looked at me through the rearview mirror the whole time crying. Mike turned around and looked at me and started crying and Tre put my head in his lap and was stroking my hair and crying.
We got the hospital. Billie and Mike went inside to get a doctor. They brought out a hospital bed on wheels things and they lifted me onto it. I still had the blanket over me. They got me into a room and put me to sleep.
I woke up in the hospital room. The lights were off. There was a big window looking out to the main part of the city with the lights. Billie had it open and was sitting with his legs hanging out. He was a brave kid. Even though were really high up and if he would've fallen out of the window he would've died, he was still sitting there looking out to the city blankly with his legs over the ledge smoking a cigarette. Tre was sitting next to me. Even though the room was pitch black except from the lights outside which kind of gave the room a little light, I could tell he was crying. Mike was asleep in a chair next to me.
"Tre," I said.
He looked up. Billie threw his cigarette out the window and came over to me. He kicked Mike in the leg. Mike got up and came over to me. I had been friends with Billie and Mike since I was thirteen. But Tre since I was four.
"Sam. Can you tell us what happened?" Tre said teary-eyed stroking my hair again.
Billie and Mike watched teary eyed too to see what would happen.
"Tell me what the doctors did first," I said to them.
"They stitched up your vagina. Then they stitched up your ass. Then your sides and legs. They cleaned up your face. You have a black eye. They were gonna stitch you're lip but they decided not too. Then they wrapped up the bruises and cuts on you're arms," Billie said.
"Tell us what happened," Mike said.
"I was raped. Okay? Why else would I be lying in the woods naked with a torn up fucking snatch," I said crying.
I started rubbing my eye that wasn't messed up and wiping the tears away lightly from the one that was.
"Do you remember what the person looked like?" Tre asked in a shaky voice trying not to cry.
"No. It was dark," I said.
After a while Billie and Tre got sleepy. They decided they'd go to sleep in the chairs. Mikey and I stayed up and talked. He was like my older brother that knew exactly how to cheer me up. There were a couple of people sitting out in the hall way by my room. We didn't know them. Mikey decided he'd make fun of them.
"You see that guy right there?" Mike said pointing to a fat bald guy that was asleep.
"Yeah," I said.
"He was use to be a male stripper when he was 21," Mike said.
I covered up my mouth when I started laughing so I wouldn't wake Tre and Billie.
"The thing is... when he was five... the eighty year old man down the street paid him to suck him dick every Friday. Fifty bucks a pop," he said.
I laughed even harder.
"No shit," Mikey said trying to act serious and keep a straight face.
"Are there any pain killers I can take Mikeathon?" I asked. I nicknamed-named Mike, Mikeathon or Dearest. He got me a glass of water from the bathroom and got me two pills. I took them.
"Thank you dearest," I said handing him back the cup.
He put the cup back in the bathroom and came back out. We made fun of people until eleven then we feel asleep.
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