Additional Note Ok, if you thought the last one was bad (which it wasn't. I wasn't planning on puting this into another chapter, but too bad) this one is probably gonna be 10 times worse.
Chapter 3 of A Magic 8 Ball: Sweat, Blood, Tears, and a Little Bit of Hope.
"Aww, don't cry little Billy. It'll all be over soon." Lars said, holding onto Billy's face with his index finger and thumb. He gave Billy a hard kiss on the lips and I struggled to get to him.
"No, no Benji. We'll have our fun too." Tony said to me. Billy moaned, trying to get away from Lars.
Tony pushed me down and straightened out my legs. "Don't. Please Tony. Don't do this." I cried. I knew it. He was going to rape me, and Lars was gonna rape Billy.
"Hmm. Gag, or no gag?" Tony wondered out loud. He pulled out another bandana and gagged me with it. The cloth immeditly soaked up all the spit in my mouth.
I moaned as Tony pulled off my boxers. I tried to look and see what Lars was doing to Billy, but Tony refused to let me.
"You let them have their fun, and we'll have ours." I moaned again as I felt Tony's cold hands spred apart my legs. He pulled his own pants and boxers off and just sat there for a little bit, looking at me.
I kicked out, in a desprite atempt to kick him, but he just held my feet down.
"No need for violence... yet." He said. I moaned again as he took his erection and immeditly shoved it in me. It probably would have hurt so fucking much, seeing as he wasn't lubed, but I felt almost numbed. I tried to scream, but the gag prevented me. "Thats right. Remember, you always did like pain when we fucked." Tony said, now finding a rhythm.
I heard Billy moan very loudly, and I began to cry even harder.
I felt a warm liquid run down my leg.
"That's blood, not cum." Tony pointed out. He didn't stop though. I could just feel the pain ready to spread through my body, but thank God, "I think I'm done. What about you Lars?" Tony said. Stopping for a second.
"Just. One. More. Minute." He said. I finally saw him stand up and pull on his boxers and pants. Tony got up and did the same. He pulled my boxers up, then pulled me so I was sitting like I was before. When I sat upstraight, I saw Billy sitting just like he was, also. He looked like he was ready to die.
"Go get it." Tony said. Lars must have understood, because he walked into the kitchen. Tony stroked my face but I turned away. He grabbed the top of my hair and pulled my head back. "Don't you dare turn away." He hissed at me.
Lars came back, holding something behind his back.
"Give it to me. Benji's first." Tony said. Slowly, Lars pulled out a very sharp knife. Tony took it and straddled my waist. "This is gonna fucking hurt so much, but you've hurt me, so this is payback."
Again, everything was numb to me, so I didn't feel too much. He slowly draged the blade across my chest, forming words. I screamed loadly in the gag.
When he was satisfide, he got up and admired his work.
"Here you go. See, I promised I wouldn't harm you're precious Billy." Tony said. I felt the blood dripping down my chest.
Lars squatted in front of Billy and I noticed him dragging the blade across his chest. Billy threw his head back in pain.
Lars got up and threw the knife onto my bed. I shut my eyes tight as I felt Tony lean me up against my bed. When I finally opened them, I noticed Billy on my left side, blood dripping down his chest also. I looked at what was spelled on our chests.
My chest said: Till Death, Then Billy's chest said: Do Us Part.
"Open up!" I heard someone at the bus door pound.
"Shit. Somebody called the fucking cops." Tony hissed, "Out the back." He said, pushing Lars so he would go.
The cops barged in on time. The ran past us and caught Tony and Lars.
"Fuck. Call the fucking paramedics. Looks like these guys have been tourchered." One guy said into a walkie-talkie, standing in front of me and Billy.
Tony and Lars was hand-cuffed and pushed out of the bus. Two cops remained as a couple paramedics came in.
"No! I'm friends with them! I swear!" I heard someone familiars voice say.
"Fine. ONLY for a few minutes." A cop said.
In came rushing Pierre.
"Please, just stay out of our way." A cop said, pushing past Pierre.
Last thing I remember is, Pierre saying to me, "Before Lars, was me." and he took out a gun and shot Billy, then me, squarely in our foreheads.