Category : Stories

Sub Category : Romance

** #shortstorychallenge ***
   
   Contains explicit languang and sexual content

**** This is Part 1 ****
 
Hope you enjoy was kinda bored on break so please read and let me know what you think........

            "Tag your it!" Treena playfully pushed her childhood friend and ran off. Her long ponytails flopping around as she ran.
            "No fair! I'm always it!" Alaya wined. "You always tag me!" She was tired of being it. She couldn't catch anyone and out of all the kids playing Treena always picked her. Alaya was a chubby kid and figured that was the reason.
            "Girl stop being a poor sport!" Treena teased. Suddenly she tripped over a mound of dirt and fell.
            "Ah ha gotcha!" Alaya laughed as she dove on her friend. "You salty!"
     Treena rolled over and pinned her friend down. "That's why you out of breath!"
            "So!" Alaya pushed her off and they sat there laughing. 
      The two girls had been best friends since pre school. They were more like sisters and inseparable. They begged their parents every weekend for a sleep over.
They did everything together.
      Alaya was a chubby kid but she was adorable. She was light skinned with long curly hair. She had sparkling dark eyes, dimples and a perfect smile even though she was missing one of her front teeth. She was so prissy and loved pink, princesses and playing dress up.
      Treena on the other hand had always been a little different. She was one of the prettiest girls in the 3rd grade. The girls hated her and the boys wouldn't leave her alone. She mostly fought the boys and wanted nothing to do with them they all had the cooties according to her. She never wanted to play with Alaya's barbie dolls she rather run outside, climb trees and fences and play basketball. The girl had got so many whoopings from tearing her Sunday school dresses. She was the color of mocha, with long hair that her mom had pressed every week. She always messed it up anyway. She had big almond shape eyes, small button nose and full lips. She was all knees and elbows the total opposite of her best friend.
        Treena was real over protective of Alaya. She stayed that way all the way up into high school. 
                "Goooooo Treena!!!" Alaya shouted from the side lines.
        Treena dribbled the ball down the court. She quickly bounced it between her legs, crossed her opponent and made a smooth lay up. The crowd erupted in cheers.
                "You shoulda been a Spartan! Ouu ouu ou! You shoulda been a Spartan! Gooooo Spartaaaans!!!" Alaya cheered with her fellow cheerleaders. 
        Treena winked at her best friend as they started the next play. Treena was the leading senior on the girls varsity basketball team. Recruiters were at every game always impressed by her talent.
        Alaya despite her childhood appearance had grew into the perfect coke bottle shape. Her pretty face, slim waist, DD breast and thick hips and butt got her into the cheer leading squad. Her enthusiasm and charm got her the position of the captain. 
        She cheered for her friend the whole game until she lost her voice. The Spartans won by 10 points, Treena was leading the team with scoring 22 points of the 40 they had made. Alaya waited in the parking lot after the game to take her home girl home.
        30 minutes later Treena came jogging from the gym with her nike bag over her shoulder. "Man we beat the best team in the city!" She laughed.
        Alaya sat on the hood of her grand am shaking her head. 
               "What?" Treena asked.
               "Bitch you need to get yo own car! You making me late for my date with Deyshon!" Alaya sled off the car and rolled her eyes at her friend.
        Treena laughed and brushed her off. "Girl boo! He chatty anyway. You should come to the Pizza hut later with me and the team forget him!"
               "Uh nah!" Alaya told her. "I'm not hanging out with you and yo tomboy ass friends. Think I seen a couple of them looking at my booty".
        They both climbed into her car. "Shut up! Ain't nobody gay. You always calling somebody a lesbian!" Treena laughed at her friend.
         Alaya started the car and pulled off. "Well shit half the hoes on yo team look like boys! Hell sometimes yo ass look like a boy! You need to do something with that hair and take that damn jersey off. Got a bad ass body but you hide it under a damn team jersey and hoop shorts and don't me get me started on them baggy sweat pants and fitted caps!"
         Treena rolled her eyes. "I wear leggings and my orange shirt." She tried to defend herself.
                "Girl them compression pants and a workout shirt hardly qualifies as dressing like a girl. Sure it shows that little bubble butt of yours but ain't no nigga trying to get jiggy wit that!" Alaya laughed at her friend.
                "First of all I ain't thinking about none of these nappy head as niggas at  Decatur High! I'm focused on getting into the WNBA! All they want is some ass then a bitch end up knocked up then what?!"
                "Bitch its called a condom or birth control!"
                "My dad would die before he put me on birth control!" Treena told her. "He kinda happy I'm not into boys like you!"
                "And what the fuck does that suppose to mean?" Alaya snapped. "Yo daddy trying to call me a hoe!?"
                "Naw nigga! Damn you just do you and let me do me!" Treena told her as she looked out the window.
          Alaya sighed. "Alright whateva you do you then. But yo ass going to prom with me and you wearing a dress bitch!'
         Treena ignored her and just stared out the window.
                "Wait Treena you still ain't fucking?" Alaya asked trying not to burst into laughter.
                "Well damn ain't you all up in my personal shit!" Treena looked over at her nosey friend.
                "Uh yeah bitch you is my best friend! So you still a virgin?"
          Treena got quiet and looked back out the window.
                "Hello?!" Alaya pressed.
                "Yeah dayum!! Why do it matter anyway? Told you I'm focused on my career!"
          She laughed at her. "Girl dick ain't gon stop that. You will be 18 in a few weeks and you still scared of boys. Shit as far as I remember you never liked a boy."
                 "So!" Treena frowned. "Fuck that 'pose to mean?'
                 "I'm just saying if you an undercover carpet muncher let me know. I won't judge!" She joked.
           Treena instantly lost her temper. "Bitch you're an asshole. What you got against gay people anyway! You been coming at me like this for years! Who said I liked girls just because I'm not a thot like you! And if I did I would never tell you anyway! Pull over and let me the fuck out! I'm sick of yo shit!"
           Alaya had never heard her friend talk to her like that. "No i'm not!"
                  "Man I'm not playing wit you!" Treena began to yell.
                  "Treena everyone been saying since we was kids you always acted infatuated with me. Like you was in love with me!"
           She glared over at her friend. "Bitch you so full of yo self. Pull this car over before you be going on a date wit Deyshon with a black eye!" 
            At this point Alaya knew her friend was angry and would really try to fight her. She reluctantly pulled over. "Look I'm sorry!"
                  "Fuck you!" She rolled her eyes and climbed from the car.
           Treena was hurt she loved her friend unconditionally and couldn't believe she cut into her like that. She held back tears as she walked the last 5 miles to her house. 
           She didn't stay in the best of neighborhoods so she tried to get home as fast as she could. She cut through the Chestwood Projects and tried to brush past these group of guys shooting dice.
One of them stood up and blocked her path.
                 "Excuse me!" She tried to step around him but he side stepped in front of her.
                 "Woah Lil momma where u in a rush to?" He asked smelling of weed and alcohol. He appeared to be only a few years older than her.
                  "Home now can I get by?" She tried to step past him again but again he blocked her path.
          He smiled revealing gold teeth. "You must don't know who hood you in?"
                  "I'm just trying to get home!"
          He stepped closer into her face. "I don't give a fuck what you trying to do this ain't no short cut!" 
          Another guy walked up behind her. "Hey shawty wats in the bag?" He tried to pull on her bag but she snatched it away. 
                  "None of yo bidness!" She told him. "I don't won't no smoke just let me go!"
          Mr. Gold teeth laughed in her face. "I don't think I want you to go yet." He eyed her body up and down.
          A heavy set guy stood up from the dice game. "Yeah you can't leave til you show us what's in the bag."
          Treena began to fear for what they planned to do but she kept up her tough act. Tears filled her eyes as she dropped her bag. "Happy now. Take a look!"
                    "Oh I plan to." Gold teeth bit his lip and tried to kiss her neck. She pulled away.
          The guy behind her bent down and unzipped her bag. "Oh shit she got the new Lebron's!" He pulled her basketball shoes from the bag and tossed them the heavy set guy. He pulled her ankle weights, practice jersey and basketball from the bag. "Oh you into sports.?" He stood up and began to dribble the ball. "Who you hoop for?"
                   "Decatur." She told him.
                   "You any good?" Good teeth ask rubbing up against her.
                   "Maybe." She mugged him.
                   "Don't be so cold." He said as he tried to grab her hand but she pulled away.
"Oh I see you one of those girls...what they call them?" He asked his boys.
                   "A stud!" The other guy said as he tossed her ball to another guy.
                   "Yeah one of those lesbians who scared of dick!" He said real close to her face. "One of those girls who hasn't had a real man make them feel good!" He rubbed his hard penis against her leg. 
        Treena pulled back in disgust and bumped into the guy behind her who was pushing up on her too. 
                    "Y'all can have my bag just let me go home." She told them holding in her tears she was terrified and wished she had stayed in the car with Alaya.
                    "Nope can't go home not today." Gold teeth hissed at her "You belong to us now". Several of his boys began to surround her.
         Tears came down her cheeks as she balled her fist up. She didn't know what they planned to do but she wasn't going down without a fight. She had been a tomboy all her life and fought many boys so they would definitely feel her raft. She looked back at his boys then in one quick swing she punched Mr. Goldteeth in his face he staggered back and she ran putting her track skills to good use.
         They all chased after her. "Get that dike bitch!" 
         Treena ran as fast as she could but it was too many of them they quickly caught her. She swung catching a couple in the temple. She kicked and punched but they over powered her. Gold teeth walked up wiping his busted lip. "You a tough fiesty little bitch." He hit her in the head with the butt of his gun. "Stupid butch hoe! I'ma teach you a lesson tonight!"
         The blow made her see stars. Her head was throbbing knocking the fight right out of her. She could feel warm blood oozing down her forehead.
                   "Take her into the the green building." He ordered them. "We gon have some fun with this one." 
         She felt them pick her up and roughly carry her to some unknown place. She slipped in and out of consciousness. Where the fuck was the help why hadn't anyone tried to save her? All these thoughts went threw her mind. The boys ran that hood so folks just closed their blinds and turned their backs no one wanted trouble from them.
                  "No.....please" Was all Treena had the strength to say.
                  "Shut up bitch!" The heavy guy punched her in the face knocking her unconscious.

            Treena woke up laying on the dirty carpet of some dark apartment. She could smell urine and mildew. Her face and head was killing her. She looked around and saw the group of guys standing over her. She tried to get up but two of them held her arms and another two held her legs. She suddenly realized that her shorts and panties were off.
                    "Stop! No don't do this!" She screamed but Mr. Heavy set covered her mouth. 
                    "Don't worry you gonna thank us later!" He smiled down at her.
            She began to cry as Gold teeth climbed on top of her. "You really gon leave bitches alone I got 10 inches for you can't no woman make you feel like I can.!" He hissed. 
            Her screams were muffled as he forced himself into her tight untouched vagina. "Damn this one still a virgin. " He laughed.
            Treena could feel him tearing her open as he forced himself on her. The first time wasn't suppose to be bad  but he made her first experience a nightmare. One after the other they all took turns. The pain was so bad that she had blacked out several times even urinanting on herself. The smell of blood and urine mixed with sex filled the room. She had cried so bad that she ran out of tears. 
           After they was done Gold teeth climbed back on top and tried to kiss her. "You know what I like you and you got good pussy too and a nice body. What a waste!" He rammed his penis back in her and she cried out in pain. He gripped her throat and began to choke her he couldn't let her live she saw all their faces. The rest of them held her down as he raped and killed her.
          Treena could feel her chest get tight as he choked all the air out of her. She slowly slipped into blackness. "The tragic death of a basketball star. Left in an abandoned apartment, lying in her own blood and urine soaked in their semen." Not the headline she wanted for herself on the front of the news papers. The last image in her mind was her and Alaya laughing together then she slipped into total darkness.......

   ***to be continued....part 2 coming soon....****