Taker's Gift

Chapter 2

Kristina was sitting at home writing in her diary about the things that happened to her in the past three days.

'It's been three days since I invited Mark and Glen to stay. They seems to be very sweet. They're not at all like the guys La'treece and Justin know.' She sighed, remembering the day the guys came.
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She opened the door to her and La'treece's house and let Mark and Glen in. Mark looked around. "Your place is very neat. Nice and clean."

"Well, I'm sort of a neat freak." She said nervously. Mark chuckled. "Is that so, sweetheart? I'll try not to mess anything up then." He purred. Kristina blushed. La'treece looked at Glen. 'Damn. He's gorgeous.' Glen saw her staring out of the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong, Treece?" La'treece jumped. "Oh! Uh, nothin'."

"Why don't you show me to your bedroom. Your little shenanigans at that party were really turning me on." He wrapped his arms around her waist. She giggled and led him to her bedroom.

"La'treece! You little freak!" Kristina yelled at her door, laughing. La'treece opened her door. "Yep! And proud of it!!" She yelled back grinning. She shut the door leaving Kristina and Mark in a fit of laughter.

"So, are ya hungry? I could fix ya something." She said hardly glancing at him. Mark walked over to her and lifted her chin up with his thumb and index finger. "Lat mat me while you're talkin' to me, darlin'. I love lookin' into your eyes." He said softly. Kristina blu to to her roots.

Mark smiled. 'This is gonna be an easy lay.' He thought to himself. He leaned in to kiss her. He felt disgusted with himself at the thought of screwing her and leaving, knowing that she had the hots for him. 'Shit.' He cursed mentally. He pulled back and looked at her. 'She is as cute as a button.' He smiled and Kristina smiled back. "How about I help you cook somethin' while those freaks do there thing?" Mark laughed. "I'd love that, Mark.

Just then, they heard a loud thump on the wall that made both of them jump. They were about to rush into the room until they heard La'treece yell, "Oh yes!! Glen!! Yes!!" Mark and Kristina looked at each other then burst out laughing.

"Those two..." Kristina sighehey hey walked into the kitchen and started making their dinner. "Let's see... it's 6:30. That means that dinner will be ready at 7:00 or 7:10."

"Do you always time yourself?" Mark asked grinning. Kristy smiled. "No. Not always. Just when I have visitors."

"Is that often?"

"No. I'm usually the one to go over their house. They don't come over here."

"'They' who? Your family?" He asked. She nodded. "Why?" Then he heard gunshots in the distance. "Wthe the hell?" He ran outside. Kristy grabbed his arm. "That's why." She brought him back in the kitchen. "This is the ghetto, hon. Not Texas." She sighed. "There is a gang war going on. It's getting bloody. Six innocent people have already been killed. Fifty-seven plus have been injured." She sounded sad.

"Did someone you know get hurt?" Mark asked. She sighed. "Yes. La'treece's little brother was one of the gang members. He had a hit out on him. They found him once and he was with Treece. They kidnapped her and ed hed her brother to come to there 'base'. They killed him when he got there and...."

"And?"

"And... They raped La'treece. All of them. There were six of them. Mark? Promise me you won't tell anyone. You have to take this to your grave. If this gets out Treece's life will be ruined!"

"How long ago did this happen?"

"About three months ago." She was crying. Poor thing. She loved La'treece like a sister.

"How can she be so happy knowing her little brother's dead and she was raped six times in a row?" Mark asked to himself. Glen walked into the kitchen with Treece not far behind him. "Kristina!! How could you!! I told you not to tell anyone!! How could you tell him. We hardly know him!! He could be one of them!"

"Well, he's not!"

"But you don't know for sure! You promised you wouldn't tell! You didn't even tell my parents! Now you've gone and told a stranger?! I don't know if I can trust you again!" She cried. ran ran out of the kitchen and straight into her room, slamming the door behind her. Glen looked at Kristy. She sank to her knees and wept.

"Hey sweetie, I think ya did the right thing. Treece would have to tell me sooner or later. She looked so sad. I asked her what's wrong and she didn't tell me. Now I think I know the reason why she was so sad. I'll go talk to her, okay? You stop crying and clean yer face up." He wiped a tear off her face. wet wet a cloth for her to wipe her face with as Glen walked out the kitchen. He knocked on La'treece's door.

"Go away!!" She yelled. Glen chuckled. "There's no way in hell I'm leaving you until you come out here. I'm glad I heard that. I want to know everything about you. Even if it isn't good. I'll tell you everything about me in return. That way, we'll have nothing to hide. Kay, hon?" He heard the lock click and La'treece opened the door with her face down. He lifted her chin up to stare into her brown eyes.

La'treece is 5'10, 130 lbs, light-skinned, long hair that was brown and very curly. She looked into Glen's hazel eyes and started to tear up. "Glen. Thank you so much." She cried into his chest. "Shh. Hush now darlin'. Everything's okay. Stop crying." He rubbed her back soothingly. 'She's so gorgeous. Poor thing, she's been through alot. I guess I'll stay for a while.' "I wish I could find those bastards and beat the cout out of them!" Glen growled.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Mark was still trying to get Kristy to calm down. "Listen Kristy. I know you and La'treece are good friends. Damn near sisters. Don't worry. She loves you. I'm sure she'll come around and you two will be the best of friends again. If it can happen with me and Glen, then it can happen to you two." He smiled softly. Kristy returned it. 'He's so handsome.' She thought.

Mark leaned in and kissed her cheek. She blushed and looked at her feet. 'What am I supposed to do now? Should I kiss him back?' Mark chuckled. "Not a kisser, huh? That's all right darlin', it was worth it just ta see ya blush like that." Kristina looked up at him and smiled. 'Lord she's pretty. Just straight up cute.' Mark smiled back.

Glen came into the kitchen holding La'treece's hand. 'They make a cute couple.' Kristy thought. La'treece walked up to her. "Look girl, I'm sorry I yelled and said all that stupid shi-"

"Stuff." Glen corrected her. La'treece grinned. "-stuff to ya. You forgive me?" Kristy smiled. "Don't I always?" They both giggled and hugged each other. Glen walked up to them. "No no no. You've got it all wrong. See, both of you need to take all your clothes off, then ya hug, you kiss, ya grope each other, ya-"

"GLEN!!!" Both females shouted. Mark burst out laughing and patted Glen on the shoulder. "You're crazy man! No one's gonna do that! They have to finger each other, and while they're practicing there hot lesbian actions, they let us join in." Mark and Glen cracked up when they saw the looks the girls were giving them.

"No Mark! You and Glen need to get together and have a damn baby!" La'treece said, teasingly. The two wrestlers stopped their actions and gaped at her. "I can see it now, both of you, in bed together, sweatin' and pantin', you can't even find each other's stuff. Glen lookin' for your ass, you lookin' for his you-know-what, ya'll be all tired!" Both the girls fell over on the couch laughing. Mark looked at Glen and vise-versa. They both smiled and chased the girls out of the kitchen into the living room.

They jumped (not literally) on their girls and tickled them. Tickled them 'till they screamed and begged for them to stop. La'treece was tapping on the arm of the couch. "I quit! I quit! Ring the bell! Ring the bell!" It was only when she pushed Glen's ribs with her fingertips that he stopped, suppressing a giggle. La'treece's eyes widened and she then she grinned mischievously. She reached for his ribs and started tickling him.

"Kane. The Big Red 'Tickle Me Elmo'! Wait till the guys at work hear this!" Mark laughed. Kristy laughed too. Glen had tears coming down his eyes laughing so hard. Mark pounced on him and tickled him. Glen sta kic kicking and screaming and trying to crawl away. "Oh, no you don't!" Kristy jumped on him and tickled him. Glen was being assaulted! "Stop! Please! I can't take it anymore!!" He begged, laughing his guts out. They tickled him for another minute and backed off. Kristy poked Mark in his ribs and he gasped painfully.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you." She said. "That's alright darlin'."

"What happened?"

"The Big Show and Brock Lesnar really took it to me. Heyman told me to take some time off, but I said no. We're in the MCI Center this week. You girls wanncompcompany us?" La'treece squealed and covered her mouth. "I'd love to!! Wait... oh no! I can't."

"Why not 'Treece?" Glen asked her.

"I told my mom I'd stay over her place tomorrow. Her jack-ass of a boyfriend decided he wants to have 100% total dominance over her. He hits her, he's rough with her, and he's eye ballin' me. So ld mld ma, I'ma bring my black-ass over there and kick some testicles." She said. Glen laughed. "Mind if I join ya?"

"No. Come on ahead. I'm leaving at 10 in the mornin' so don't be a lazy-ass. Oh! Dinner!" She said, running into the kitchen. Kristy looked at Mark worryingly. "I don't know Mark. I heard about this one guy. He's hurts women. He's like, 500 lbs."

"The Big Show." She nodded. "That one. And then there's the old guy, Stephanie's father. Vince, wasn't it?" Mark nodded and grit his teeth. "Boy would I love to tear him and his little oral hoochie a new one." He growled. "And then there's the A-train, and don't forget about the rest of team Lesnar." Glen said. "They'll attack anyone. I know one of those five bastards will come after you."

"Oh no." Mark groaned. "What's wrong, man?" Glen asked. Mark looked at him with annoyance in his eyes. "She's cute. Ain't she?"

"Yeah. So?"

"Vince and Heyman. They're both perverts. Especially Vince."

"Well, don't worry. She'll have you, Orlando Jordan, Kurt Angle, Rey Mysterio, John Cena, Hardcore Holly and the A.P.A to protect her. Oh! Watch out for Shaniqua. If you see a blacker-than-night dominatrix lookin' bitch and two bald-headed dudes, run." La'treece said. "By the way, dinner's ready."

After dinner, they all sat down to watch T.V. "Kristy. I've got some wrestling DVDs if ya want to watch 'em." La'treece said.

"I'll pass." She said. Mark wrapped his arm around her. "Don't ya wanna see me and Glen wrestle each other in a steel cage? Or in a Hell in a Cell? Or maybe an Inferno match?" He teased.

Glen chuckled evilly. "Yo Mark, remember that street fight we were in together? The one where you got that steel chair and hit the ref in the head five times? I took a sledge hammer and started hittin' Triple H with it."

"Oh yeah, that tag match." He smiled. "Remember when I almost ripped your skin off your face?" Glen laughed evilly. "Remember when I rammed a sledge hammer into you gut and it almost went through?"

"Oh yeah. That hurt, you bastard! Remember when I almost choke slammed Sable?" Mark grinned. "Yeah. But Steph came out and started beating her up. Remember when you pushed Lita off the apron? That was priceless."

"Not as priceless as when I hit Maven in the head with a chair. Or when I choke slammed Mankind off of the cell." They both laughed evilly. Both the girls shivered. Mark looked at Kristy and smiled. "Don't worry, baby girl. Some of that was lies. Besides, I'm a changed man. I have lots of respect for Maven, Lita, and Mick. Even more for my 'baby' brother." He looked at Glen. He blushed and looked away. Mark laughed.

La'treece looked at Glen and smiled. She kissed Glen on his lips and said she was going to sleep. She went into her room and put on a long shirt that almost reached her knees. She pulled the covers back and jumped in. Glen walked in and saw her jumping into bed. He laughed. "Girl, you're some kind of crazy."

La'treece smiled. "You've got me trippin', boo." Glen got in the bed with her and she cuddled up to him. He wrapped his long arms around her, making her sigh with pleasure. Soon, she was asleep. Glen went to sleep as well. In another room, Mark was worrying about Kristy. How was he going to protect her while he was in his match?

End Chapter 2