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Vinny and the Crew (M+f, Mf, mf, ff, rape, viol, drugs, bigotry)
“VINNY AND THE CREW: BOB AND THE MEAN GIRLS, CHAPTER 9”
By
Lt. Broccoli
Author’s Note: This story is fictional. All persons and places are made up. The events did not take place, nor ever take place in this world. This story contains descriptions of rape, violence, bigotry, going to church, and smoking. The author does not condone any of those activities.
This story is a continuation of the Bob and the Mean Girls story.
This story was written in a screenplay format and was modified for viewing on this forum.
Many of the acts depicted in this story could land yo ass in prison. Don’t fucking do’em!
PART 1
FADE IN: [/u]
EXT. CONVENIENCE STORE PARKING LOT - DAY[/u]
August 12, 1995. A Saturday.
It’s a hot, summer day in the township of Veneto. It’s a run-down, blue collar town fallen on hard times. People of all colors, all of them poor, walk slowly down the street past a series of late-model cars from the 1980’s. Kids play, most of them in old, tattered clothes that are a couple sizes too big or too small. A couple young black men stand by the corner of the street near the bus stop. The only thing rising in this town is the temperature. A rotating light-up sign from a nearby building shows the temperature as 91 degrees.
In the parking lot stands VINNY CARTUCCI, a skinny white man in his mid-20’s of average height. His black hair is cut short, aside from a rat tail in the back. He’s sporting a dark mustache and goatee, and wears a pair of baggy jeans, Air Jordans, and a white t-shirt. Vinny leans up against a silver 1988 Chrysler LeBaron, smoking a cigarette.
Approaching from the store is CHUCKIE HARTMAN, Vinny’s step-brother. Chuckie is easily several inches taller than his older brother, and just as skinny. Even though he’s dressed similar, the clothes look like they fit him. Chuckie’s close-cut hair has a tinge of blonde to it, matching his tanned skin.
Chuckie saddles up next to Vinny, leaning on the car. Vinny gives him a double take as Chuckie lights up a smoke.
CHUCKIE
What?
VINNY
Dude, how many times I gotta say this? Don’t lean up against my car.
CHUCKIE
You’re leaning on the car.
VINNY
It’s MY car! When you get a nice car, I won’t lean against it.
CHUCKIE
I gotta nice car.
VINNY
(Laughing)
That Geo Metro is not a nice car. It’s barely a car. It’s a glorified Big Wheels toy.
CHUCKIE
Dude.
VINNY
Speaking of your little micro machine, where is it?
CHUCKIE
(Taking a smoke)
Gary’s got it.
Vinny looks at Chuckie like he just grew a second head.
VINNY
Why, the fuck, would you let him borrow your car?
CHUCKIE
He said he needed it for the mission. Something about his truck having problems.
VINNY
Only problem he has is his truck sticks out like a sore thumb. Only truck in Veneto with a lift kit and a gun rack.
CHUCKIE
He said he needed to borrow it for the night. Speaking of him, aren’t they supposed to be here by now?
Two cars pull into the parking lot and park nearby. The first is a busted-up, rusted brown minivan, an older Dodge Caravan. The second is a teal Geo Metro hatchback. They pull into two adjacent spots near Vinny and Chuckie.
Out of the minivan hops out a skinny, taller white man with brown hair. This is PAUL GALEY. He’s wearing a plain white t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and muddy boots. Once he exits the van, he pulls out a cigarette and lights it.
From the Geo Metro emerges GARY JONES, a balding blonde man wearing a black polo shirt and a pair of khakis. Gary is shorter than everyone, and though he, Paul, and Vinny are the same age, Gary looks like he could pass for mid 30’s.
The other three men see Gary and whistle at him.
VINNY
Well, ain’t you something pretty? All dressed up for a fancy date?
CHUCKIE
What’s his name, Gary?
GARY
Fuck you. And for the record, tonight my name is not Gary. It is...
(Southern Accent)
My name is Pastor Mitch, I’m up from Louisville, visiting my cousin over at Veneto Baptist Church, doing my part to spread the Gospel of the Lord.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
And I’m Pastor Mason. Tonight, we will do what we can to spread the word...and spread some legs.
VINNY
Damn, that’s thick. Everyone know their part?
The men all nod.
VINNY
I wanna hear it. Just the basics, not the details.
GARY
I’m the man on the inside. My job is to get them to the site.
PAUL
I’m on chauffer duty, picking up our esteemed guests, after going to the site and dropping off a few party favors.
CHUCKIE
I made sure the site is good to go, and help set up those favors.
VINNY
And I MC the party. Everyone knows the pager codes. Everyone cool?
Everyone nods
PAUL
We cool. I’ll follow you.
Vinny and Chuckie put out their smokes. Gary takes a drag off of Paul’s before leaving. Paul gets back in the minivan. Vinny and Chuckie climb into the LeBaron, start up the car, and pull out. Paul follows suit in the minivan.
Gary sits for a moment in the driver’s seat of Chuckie’s Geo Metro. He’s not doing anything, just, sitting. He takes a couple deep breaths before driving off.
EXT. VENETO STREETS – DAY
The Geo Metro drives down a few blocks of downtown Veneto. It’s a struggling main street, with several store windows boarded up or covered in bars. It’s a depressed down, full of depressed people. Houses and apartment buildings in various forms of disrepair line the street. Gary comes to a stop sign and makes a left.
EXT. VENETO BAPTIST CHURCH – DAY
The Geo Metro pulls into the parking lot of the nicest building on the block, the Veneto Baptist Church. It’s black and white exterior and well-manicured greenery show a great deal of pride and care is taken to cultivate an image of trust and success.
Young black men are playing basketball by the side of the building. A couple older black men are sitting around, watching and talking.
Gary drives the Geo to the back of the parking lot and parks it, engaging the parking break and putting the manual transmission in neutral.
He exits the car, and makes sure his clothes aren’t wrinkled. After a couple breaths, he walks over to the older men by the courts.
The men, ranging from their 20’s to 50’s, are talking to each other when one of them sees Gary approach. This is TYRELL NOVAK. Tyrell is a black man in his late 20’s, dressed conservatively, just like how Gary is dressed.
TYRELL
Excuse me.
Tyrell gets up from the men and walks briskly to the approaching Gary. Gary’s caught a little off-guard, until Tyrell reaches Gary and they embrace in a friendly bro-hug.
TYRELL
You’re early. A little too early.
GARY
Why’s that?
TYRELL
Old man’s still here.
GARY
Shit. Want me to come back before-
From the doorway of the church, a yell is heard.
REGGIE
TYRELL! Get over here! Bring your friend, too!
Tyrell shakes his head, then turns and walks to the church. Gary follows.
INT. PASTOR REGGIE’S OFFICE – DAY
A balding black man dressed in a button-up shirt and khakis in his 50’s walks behind a large oak desk. The surface of the desk is very clean and orderly. The man, PASTOR REGGIE VANCE, sits in a leather chair behind the desk. In front of the desk are a couple small chairs. Various religious paintings and themed pictures hang on the walls.
Tyrell and Gary walk into the office.
REGGIE
Sit down, both of you.
Gary and Reggie sit down in the smaller chairs in front of the desk.
Reggie takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
TYRELL
Pastor Reggie, if I could...
REGGIE
Don’t say a word. I should’ve known something was up when you had the idea of inviting the youth group from First Union down here for a ‘Mission Trip.’ The only man around here who might dislike them more than I do is you. So, when you came up with this idea of having them help out at the soup kitchen, I should’ve known that this wasn’t your idea. And you, Gary. You’re one of the worst lost souls in Veneto, probably Harbor City. Nothing good happens when you’re around Gary. Nothing. Why is that?
Gary and Tyrell sit for a moment before responding.
REGGIE
Tell me, I’m waiting.
GARY
Sir, I’m not so much a bad man, but I do bad things. Whatever bad and evil I do, I try to do with the best of intentions, but what’s that phrase about the road to Hell? I’d rather not talk about things tonight, but I will promise you that anyone that stays here will not be hurt, harmed, or involved.
REGGIE
Why should I believe you?
GARY
You shouldn’t. You know me well enough to know that trouble is about 10 minutes behind me. But years ago, Tyrell had a problem that he needed solved, and we helped him solve it. Since then, he’s had a marker hanging over him. Tonight, that’s cashed in and we’re square. And we’re not cashing this in for us, but for friends that have nowhere else to turn to.
REGGIE
Who are these friends?
GARY
You don’t want to know. But they go to First Union, and one of them might not live through the end of the year if we don’t help them.
REGGIE
Tyrell? How much of this is true?
TYRELL
I didn’t ask about details, when Gary calls, you answer, and you don’t ask too many questions.
REGGIE
Gary, there’s two things I need to know. Does this have anything at all with the rumors I’ve heard about the Daniels family, and why should this church be involved?
GARY
Sir, what rumors?
REGGIE
Don’t play coy with me. I’m talking about how the Daniels Family is into some sick stuff involving kids, and how they get away with it due to their obscene wealth.
Gary sat for a moment before answering, fidgeting with his hands.
GARY
Without going into too many details, yes, this involves that a little. One of our friends was used in those videos. But this isn’t about revenge. This is about protecting a friend. As far as the church, my crew is willing to help any way we can.
REGGIE
I don’t need drug dealers hanging around my church.
GARY
Pastor Reggie, we’re out of that game.
REGGIE
You expect me to believe that?
GARY
Sir, we make more money from working construction than we ever did slinging weed or coke. And it’s a lot safer, too. Well, aside from the nail gun incident. Chuckie somehow nailed himself to a board. Anyway, we can help your church. Pick a project that you need done around the church, or for one of the older parishioners. We’ll take care of it. If it’s big enough, we’ll hire on people from the church that are looking for some hard work.
Reggie sat, listening intensely.
REGGIE
And what would that cost the church?
GARY
Depending on the project, just the cost of labor for the new people we hire on and the permits to make everything legal, and we can help with the paperwork on that.
Reggie sat back in his chair, arms crossed, twiddling his thumbs.
REGGIE
Let me see if I get this straight. You want me to look the other way as you play your little games to get the kids from First Union to follow you somewhere away from here, and in exchange you’ll work on whatever remodel project we need performed? I know you didn’t use those words, but you were very careful about how you phrased your promise about not doing anything to anyone who stays here the night. Am I right so far?
GARY
Yes sir.
REGGIE
As far as your offer, the rec room needs a lot of work. The last quote we had came in at $25,000. Is that something you’re willing to take on? Is that what you’re willing to do to get me to look the other way so that you can do God knows what to them?
GARY
I think we can come to an agreement on that. Like I said, depending on the job...
REGGIE
No. You want my help tonight, you do this remodel, hire 2 people to help. Only thing I pay for is the building permit and the salaries of the two young men I send your way. Everything else is on you and your team. And don’t have a change of heart on this. The only reason I’m even thinking of helping you with this is that I’ve heard too many stories about First Union over the years, and if you can somehow help one of their victims, then who am I to judge?
GARY
Thank you, sir.
REGGIE
If anyone asks, what’s your name tonight? A white guy around here sticks out like a sore thumb, so what’s your name?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I’m Pastor Mitch, from Louisville. I’m up visiting my cousin, Pastor Mason over at Glenwood Baptist and they said that y’all could use a hand over here. I’m just doing the Lord’s work, that’s all.
REGGIE
Don’t. Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain around here tonight. You may be able to quote scripture, but we know what’s in your heart. Now get out of my sight before I change my mind and call First Union and tell them to cancel.
Gary and Tyrell get out of their chairs.
TYRELL
Thank you, Pastor Reg.
REGGIE
Leave.
The two younger men leave the office. Reggie hangs his head and shakes it in despair.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – DAY
A non-descript two-story motel sits on the corner of a long block, surrounded by fast-food restaurants, a strip mall, and a used car dealership. Into the parking lot, a rusted-out minivan and a silver Chrysler LeBaron pull into the lot. Both vehicles park near the end of the lot, furthest away from the office.
Vinny and Chuck get out of the LeBaron, while Paul exits the minivan. Paul opens the tailgate, and all three men grab a series of bags. They climb the outside steps leading to the top floor, and open a door on the corner, Room 260.
INT. ROOM 260 – DAY
The room is a twin room, sparsely furnished and plainly decorated. Two beds take up most of the space in the room. There is a night table between them. A table and two chairs sit near the door. A dresser holding up a television lines the wall opposite the beds. Further in, a bathroom and small fridge occupy the room.
Chuckie enters the room first, followed by Vinny and Paul. All three men carry large bags.
CHUCKIE
Any more?
PAUL
No, we got it all in one trip. All the cameras, tapes, batteries, lights, and everything else we’ll need for tonight’s party. We cool on this room?
CHUCKIE
We got this room and the next. Figure we’ll start up here, get the girls ready, then when things are ready to ramp up, bring your guests over here. Adjacent room means we can get away with just banging on the wall to signal them.
VINNY
Good idea. Paul, Chuckie and I will set up the cameras, then order some pizza for later on. We’ll get enough for everyone to last the night. You good picking everyone up?
PAUL
I’ll be fine. I’ll swing over to pick up Lamar and his boy Dwayne, then get the Mexicans. We’ll come back here and wait for Gary to give us the on the way signal.
VINNY
Cool. Let us know if you need anything.
Paul exits the room. Vinny and Chuckie look at all the bags on the bed.
CHUCKIE
How long we got?
Vinny looked at his watch.
VINNY
It’s about 3:00 PM. Soup kitchen opens up at 6, goes until 9, then cleanup after. They’re gonna try to get the kids there by 4:30 for a quick prayer and dinner. Gary’ll do his magic get the ones we want on the van over here. Meanwhile, Paul’ll pick up our guests and hang out in the next room. Once Gary’s on his way, we’ll hear from him, Paul’ll go into character, then we’ll have a few hours of fun time. When we’re done, Gary’ll go back with them, make sure they don’t do any stupid shit.
CHUCKIE
Well, let’s get this shit set up.
Vinny and Chuckie get to work unpacking the bags. They’re full of camera equipment, tapes, batteries, power cords, everything needed to fully document the party.
EXT. FIRST UNION HOLY CHURCH PARKING LOT – DAY
On a hot summer day, in a fancier part of town, nearly a dozen teens and two adults. The teens range from 13 to 17, with most of them being on the younger range. Every boy is wearing a set of matching khaki pants, a white polo shirt with ‘FIRST UNION HOLY CHURCH’ embroidered on it, and loafers. The girls wear the same white polo shirts, but wear khaki skirts that come down to their knees, stockings, and schoolgirl shoes.
The two adults are men dressed just like the boys, and their youthful looks could let them pass as members of the group. JONAS DANIELS and JAMIE DANIELS look very similar, with short cut brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, an average height and average build. The only difference between them is Jonas is a year older at 23.
Jonas holds a clipboard, checking off names as the kids climb in to the van.
JONAS
Alright everyone, let’s get in.
One kid after another gets in, until only three remain. They are the three oldest at 17 years each.
CHAD SWANSON is roughly 5’10”, with soft, tanned skin. His black hair is cut very short and styled just right. He wears a wristwatch that looks a little too small and dainty for a man’s wrist. He walks with a certain lightness in his steps. Chad enters the middle row of the van.
Next up is MELISSA CRAWFORD. She’s almost as tall as Chad at 5’9”. Her blonde hair is held up in a high ponytail, and even then, comes down past her shoulders. Her face is cute with blue eyes, though her skin isn’t as clear as some of the other kids, even with the makeup. The polo shirt does little to accentuate her C-cup breasts, but the sheer naked stockings make her legs look even longer than her normal frame. Her hips curve out enough to accentuate her ass. Jonas notices her ass as she climbs into the van.
Last is MICHELLE BARTLETT. She’s about 5’5” tall, and her curly brown hair hangs down to the top of her shoulders. Her brown eyes are accentuated by the light makeup she put on. Her breasts are a healthy C-cup, about the same size as Melissa’s, but look bigger on her shorter frame. Her hips and ass aren’t nearly as big as her friend’s, though they are still womanly. Her legs definitely catch Jonas’s eyes.
After making sure everyone is in the van, and no one is watching, Jonas adjusts himself in his pants before climbing into the van.
INT. FUHC TRAVEL VAN - DAY
The First Union Holy Church Travel Van is a plain white passenger van from the 1990’s. 10 kids and 2 adults easily fit in it.
Jamie is driving, while Jonas sits in the passenger seat. Chad, Melissa, and Michelle sit in the second row, while the other kids sit in the back.
JONAS
Everyone buckle up! Michelle, lock the door.
Everyone makes it look like they’re buckling up. Michelle leans over and locks the side door from the inside, then buckles her seatbelt. Jonas doesn’t take his eyes off of her until she sits down and looks up to the front, hoping to catch a better glimpse of her.
JONAS
Before we get there, if there’s anything you’re carrying that you don’t want to lose, pass it up front before we get out. We’ll lock it in the glove box.
MELISSA
Come on, aren’t you overreacting a little?
CHAD
Ever been to Veneto?
MELISSA
No, you?
CHAD
No. What about you, Michelle?
Michelle turns to Chad.
MICHELLE
Nope. I always see it on the news, some shooting or stabbing or rape or drive-by happens every week.
CHAD
That’s probably blown out of proportion. How bad can one town really be?
JAMIE
Everyone ready?
JONAS
Looks like it. Let’s go.
Jamie pulls out and drives.
EXT. FREEWAY ON-RAMP – DAY
The van carrying the youth ministry gets on the freeway, heading South toward Veneto.
EXT. 16TH STREET PROJECTS – DAY
Paul’s minivan pulls up to the 16th Street Housing Project in Veneto. It is the home of 16 South, Veneto’s largest gang, made up of mostly black men and women. Many young, black men hang out in the parking lot by the door, most of them dressed in baggy blue jeans, white wife-beater shirts, and with blue bandanas hanging out of their back pockets. Most of the men are wearing jewelry and have their shirts untucked, covering any weapons they may have on them.
The minivan stops close to the door, but far enough way to not cause the group of men to panic. One of them, a lanky kid probably in his late teens, JAMAL,walks over to the van, right hand reaching behind his back.
JAMAL
What you want, you lost or something?
Paul, keeping his hands on the steering wheel, turns his head slowly.
PAUL
Tell Lamar that his ride for tonight is here.
Jamal looks at Paul like he just grew two heads.
JAMAL
Ah’ight.
Jamal backs off slowly, and heads to the other members of the gang. They talk amongst themselves, looking at Paul and his van every so often. Paul gets out of the van and leans up against the door. The gang gives him a weird look when he does this.
Paul doesn’t move. Eventually, one of the younger members runs inside.
A beat.
The young man returns, holding the door open for two men, dressed similarly to the rest of the gang. The first one, DWAYNE JENKINS, is short and shifty. His eyes survey the area, looking for trouble. Dwayne’s right hand is under his shirt, resting on a concealed handgun. The second man, LAMAR JENKINS, is easily 6’ tall and looks like he doesn’t skip a day at the gym.
The young man holding the door waits for Lamar to pass, then closes it. Lamar looks around, sees Paul’s van, and laughs.
LAMAR
Mutha Fuckin’ Paul, what up?
Lamar and Paul walk toward each other and shake/bro-hug.
PAUL
Long time no see. How’s things?
LAMAR
You know, same old, same old.
Lamar takes a look at the van and laughs.
LAMAR
We’re riding in this?
PAUL
Hey, she might not look like much...
Lamar joins in, knowing what Paul will say next.
PAUL AND LAMAR
But she’s got it where it counts.
LAMAR
Mutha fucka thinks he’s Han Solo up in this bitch. Where’s Chewie at?
PAUL
Gary’s making sure things happen on the inside tonight. Vinny’s running point.
Lamar gives Paul a weird look.
LAMAR
You mean Bob ain’t in on this?
PAUL
Nah, he’s got some shit going on up at the lake tonight. He’s handling the other half of this job. Gary give you the details?
LAMAR
Only a little. He said I could bring 1 person, and that we’d be going to the No-Tell for a little party with some white girls. Didn’t go into much detail.
PAUL
I’ll fill you in on the way. He tell you about the other guests? We’re picking them up next.
Lamar nods.
LAMAR
Yeah. 43SK ain’t gonna try some shit, are they?
PAUL
Nope. They asked the same thing about you. Think of tonight as a little field trip, or one of those crazy trust exercises that white people in the suburbs go on business trips for. So who’s coming with you?
LAMAR
My cousin Dwayne. If shit goes down, he’s the best to have your back. If shit doesn’t go down, well, that’ll be a first.
Paul looks to Dwayne.
PAUL
You Dwayne?
DWANYE
Yeah.
PAUL
Cool, let’s get going. Sit where you want, but I’m driving. Once we get Pedro and his boy, it might be best if everyone’s in the back. Don’t want anyone getting pissed about so-and-so sitting shotgun.
DWANYE
Plus, who’s gonna pull over a cracka driving a beat-up mommy van by himself?
PAUL
Exactly.
Lamar leans over and gives a final direction to the younger kid standing by. The kid runs off to the other gang members. Paul, Lamar, and Dwayne walk to the van. Paul opens the side door. Dwayne scouts it out, then climbs to the back row. Lamar sits in the middle row.
Paul closes the door, then walks around the van and climbs in the driver’s seat. A moment later, the van starts up and pulls out of the parking lot.
EXT. FREEWAY – DAY
The First Union Holy Church travel van pulls off of the freeway. The road sign, State Highway 328, has a couple bullet holes in it. Not nearly as many bullet holes as the “Welcome to Veneto” sign underneath it.
INT. FUHC TRAVEL VAN – DAY
The people inside see the state of the “Welcome to Veneto” sign.
CHAD
Are those?
MELISSA
Bullet holes? Yeah, I think so.
They drive a little further down the road. The first three buildings they see are boarded up or burned out husks.
Jonas turns to the kids in the back.
JONAS
Okay, pass your valuables up.
Just as Jonas says that, a loud POP POP can be heard in the background. Everyone jumps. Suddenly wallets, jewelry, and purses are passed up. Jonas grabs what he can and puts as much as will fit in the glove compartment.
JONAS
Jamie, you sure this is safe?
JAMIE
Should be. I’m a little nervous myself, but we were told that the church itself is safe and no one would dare do anything at the church.
JONAS
Okay.
EXT. VENETO BLVD – DAY
The First Union Holy Church travel van drives down one of the main roads. Passing in the other direction is Paul’s rusted-up minivan.
EXT. 43SK HEADQUARTERS – DAY
Paul’s van pulls up in front of a house on 43rd Street in Veneto. It is the main hangout for 43SK, the 43rd Street Krew, Veneto’s second largest gang. This gang is almost completely Latino. Several men sit around the front porch.
Paul steps out of the van, and slowly walks over to front porch, where several young, Hispanic gang members watch him carefully. One of them, JOSE, approaches.
JOSE
What you want, esse?
PAUL
Estoy aqui para reoger a Pedro. (I’m here to pick up Pedro.)
JOSE
Quien es usted? (Who are you?)
PAUL
Se espera que. (I’m expected.)
Jose looks back at one of his homies, who goes inside.
A beat.
Three people exit the house. Two of them are men, dressed in wife-beater t-shirts and khakis. The only splash of color on them are the red bandanas hanging out of their pants pockets. One of the men, MANUEL RODRIGUEZ, comes out first. He’s big, both in height and weight. He could easily pass as a bouncer at a club. The other man is PEDRO RODRIGUEZ. He’s shorter than Manuel, but carries himself with an air of confidence that comes from leadership.
Pedro and Manuel walk forward stopping right next to Jose. Pedro and Paul shake/bro-hug. From behind them walks a short, thick woman with long black hair who goes right past them and lets herself into the van, climbing into the passenger seat of the van. This is GABRIELA RODRIGUEZ
Paul looks at the woman, then back at Pedro.
PEDRO
That’s Gabriela, es mi prima. (She’s my cousin.)
PAUL
¿Ella sabe que pasa? (She know what’s up?)
PEDRO
Si. (Yes). Not all of it, but un poco. (a little).
PAUL
I’ll fill everyone in on the way. Lamar and Dwayne from 16 South are in the back. I picked them up first.
Manuel puts his hand out to stop Pedro.
MANUEL
They already here?
PAUL
Si. They won’t try anything.
MANUEL
What makes you so sure?
PAUL
If they try something, everyone dies. If you try something, everyone dies. If I try something, everyone dies. Mutually assured destruction. Tonight’s a night about, well, I’ll explain on the way. Let’s just say, it’s a chance for everyone to become better friends. Come on, let’s go.
Manuel looks at Pedro, who gives him a nod. Manuel lowers his arm and walks next to Pedro. Paul turns and walks to the side door of the van. Paul opens the door. Lamar is in the middle row, Dwayne in the back. They haven’t taken their eyes off of Pedro and Manuel since they walked out of the house.
Manuel looks around, then climbs to the back to sit next to Dwayne. Both men eye each other, sizing up their counterparts. Pedro climbed in and sat next to Lamar. The two gang leaders sat in the middle row, giving each other a steely gaze.
Paul closed the door, then walked around to his door. When he climbed in, he looked at Gabriela in the passenger seat, then in the back, glad to see the men not trying to kill each other. He started the van and pulled into the road.
INT. PAUL’S VAN – DAY
Paul sat in the driver’s seat of the van. To his right sat Gabriela. Lamar and Pedro were directly behind him, and Dwayne and Manuel in the rear row.
PAUL
Next stop is the Roadside Motel. Everyone know each other in here?
LAMAR
Nah, who’s the girl? We agreed two each. I brought Dwayne, you brought Manuel and another.
PEDRO
Her name’s Gabriela, es mi prima. She heard me talking to Gary the other day and knew something was up. I said something about some white chicks, and she insisted on coming.
LAMAR
You could’ve said no.
Pedro laughed.
PEDRO
You haven’t met her yet. She can be, persuasivo. She said she wanted to play along with some gringo puta.
Paul took his first good look at Gabriela. She was short, barely over 5 feet tall. Her long, dark hair came down to about her waist. She was a little on the thicker side, but looked more ready to kick some ass than sit on the couch all day. Her face was gorgeous, with deep brown eyes, high cheeks, and round lips. Her breasts were covered with the same kind of t-shirt as the men wore, as well as a button-up plaid shirt, which was unbuttoned. Paul could tell that she had large tits for her size.
Gabriela carried a small backpack with her in lieu of a purse. She caught Paul checking her out through the corner of her eye.
GABRIELA
¿Hoy follamos y unas zorras blancas? (We fucking some white bitches tonight?)
PAUL
Ese es el plan. (That’s the plan.)
GABRIELA
Bueno. (Good.)
PAUL
¿Habla Engles? (You speak English?)
GABRIELA
Si. (Yes.)
PAUL
Good, cause I didn’t want to explain it twice. What did Gary tell y’all about the plan tonight?
Lamar and Pedro looked at each other, waiting for the other to speak. Eventually Lamar went first.
LAMAR
Gary called me, asked if I could bring ONE guy with me to a little party you white boys were planning. He said that the entertainment would be one or two white girls.
PEDRO
He told me the same. Said that we were needed to play a vital part in rompiendo unas zorras. (breaking some bitches.)
DWANYE
English?
GABRIELA
Breaking some bitches.
PAUL
Anyone got anything else?
Everyone else shook their heads.
PAUL
Ok, here’s the deal, and if it sounds fucked up, that’s because it is. Tonight, we’ve got three primary targets from First Union Holy Church. For those that don’t know, First Union is an evangelical church over by Seville Farms. It’s one of those megachurches that a bunch of rich people go to, and they try to attract people from all around, thinking that being near rich people will help them if they’re just a little more pious. Well, the place is a front for some fucked up shit. There’s a lot of bad people there, and we’re going after three people in particular to hurt one nasty ass bitch.
PEDRO
Who’re the targets, esse?
PAUL
Two women and a guy. Michelle Bartlett, Melissa Crawford, and Chad Swanson. They’re all in high school, all seniors, and just came back from a bible camp up by Lake Hiawatha.
LAMAR
What’s that got to do with this?
PAUL
Same reason why Bob isn’t here tonight. He met some friends up by cabin.
LAMAR
He’s fucking some bitches?
PAUL
Yep. We met them, nice girls. Mostly. Well they got an enemy who tried making their lives a living Hell. Normally this would be handled with a quick beatdown, but that bitch’s name is Natalie Daniels. Her daddy is the Reverend Charlie Daniels.
DWANYE
Is he going down to Georgia?
MANUEL
Looking for a soul to steal?
PEDRO
Was he in a bind, cause he was way behind?
LAMAR
And willing to make a deal?
PAUL
No, he did not come across a young man playing a fiddle hot, and no jumping on the hickory stump.
GABRIELA
Boy, let me tell you what.
Everyone laughs for a moment.
PAUL
Enough with the jokes, but I’m about to kill the mood. Turns out that the Daniels family are full of some sick fucks, filming kiddie porn and shit.
LAMAR
The fuck?
PAUL
One of the girls they filmed is a friend of ours, and Natalie tried ruining her life, even tried getting her killed. Now, Bob’s taking care of Natalie up at the lake tonight.
PEDRO
Like, taken care of, taking care of?
PAUL
We thought about it, but no. At least, not off the bat. Killing rich white girls gets 5-0’s attention real quick. Him and the girls are planning a little party for Natalie.
DWANYE
So, what’s our party about?
PAUL
Natalie didn’t work alone. She had allies, minions doing her bidding up by the church. Those are our targets.
MANUEL
I think I see where this is going. It’s not enough to ensure their silence and break their spirits if they were just beaten or raped by some white guys...
DWANYE
But get proof of these rich, white girls getting fucked by a couple niggas and spics, you own their asses.
MANUEL
That’s pretty fucked up man. They cute?
PAUL
Pretty cute.
DWANYE
You said a dude was in there, I ain’t fucking no dude.
PAUL
Boy’s name is Chad Swanson, and we think he’s queerer than a $3 bill. The plan for him is even more fucked up. See, we’re gonna give him a choice to play the hero. If he refuses, well, it ends bad for him.
PEDRO
Man, that is fucking cold.
PAUL
Also, so you know, this shit is being filmed. Kind of hard to have blackmail without something to blackmail them with. So try to cover your faces when fucking them. If you’ve got tattoos, scars, or other identifying things, cover those up if possible. This video is staying with us, but we never know what will happen. If we do have to pull the trigger and post the pictures all over their schools, better safe than sorry. Everyone got that?
They all nodded.
PAUL
Cool. We got some time before everything starts up. It’ll be a couple hours at least. Just chill however you want to chill until we get some food and beers. Don’t want to get too crazy yet. The craziness is for later.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – DAY
The van pulls into the parking lot for the Roadside Motel. Everyone gets out of the van. As they climb the steps to their room, Paul gets a page. He looks at it. It’s from Gary. The kids have arrived.
EXT. VENETO BAPTIST CHURCH – DAY
The FUHC travel van arrives. Gary, Tyrell, and a couple others watch as it pulls up. The participants take their time getting out of the van.
TYRELL
Figure they’re locking everything up?
GARY
Yeah.
TYRELL
Think they know that if someone really wanted their stuff, they could pick that lock, steal the keys, or just break it open with a crowbar?
GARY
Nope. They don’t think like us. They haven’t been kicked in the teeth by life, so they haven’t had to beat it with a broken bottle. They think everyone plays by the rules, and those that suffer must have cheated or got caught doing something bad.
TYRELL
Cause only poor folks are bad?
GARY
You said it. They’re so sheltered that they think the world is a fair and just place, and they’ve always been in a position where their money, friends, power, or prestige can get them out of everything. $20 says that the girls will offer to have their dads pay us to not hurt them.
TYRELL
No bet, I ain’t losing $20 to you.
Gary laughs. The people start to exit the van.
GARY
I’ll see you inside.
INT. VBC REC CENTER – DAY
The room is set up to run as a soup kitchen for many struggling families. Picnic tables are set up like a buffet line, and more tables are set up throughout the common area for people to sit.
Tyrell leads Jonas and Jamie into the rec center. The kids from the van follow, led by Chad, Melissa, and Michelle. At least a dozen kids from the local church are strewn about, setting up chairs and tables.
JONAS
(To the kids)
Go, split up and see where they could use some help.
Tyrell turned to Jamie and Jonas.
TYRELL
Thank you for coming tonight.
JAMIE
Thank you for inviting us into your place of worship tonight. We look forward to helping however we can.
The kids tentatively split up into different groups, looking for things to do, but also unsure of how to interact with the black children.
TYRELL
It can be a bit of a culture shock.
JAMIE
I’m sorry, what?
TYRELL
Is this your first time in Veneto?
JAMIE
That obvious?
TYRELL
A bit. It’s not that bad, just takes a little getting used to. There’s a lot of good people in this town, many of them are in a bad stretch of luck, that’s all. Tonight’s about trying to ease that burden a little.
Gary’s in the background, listening in to Tyrell and the Daniels Brothers speak. He appeared to be using a phone to send a page. Gary hangs up. He takes a deep breath, then gets into character. He walks over to
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Pastor Tyrell, I assume these are our new friends? Hello, I’m Pastor Mitch, from Saving Grace Community Church, over in Springdale. And you are?
Jamie reaches his hand out to shake Gary’s.
JAMIE
I’m Pastor Jamie, this is my brother Pastor Jonas. It’s good to meet you.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
And also you. Pastor Jamie, Pastor Jonas.
Gary stops shaking Jamie’s hand and shakes Jonas’s.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Great to meet you. Thank you for coming down and helping. We appreciate the help. I’m visiting from across town. Well, actually from Louisville with my cousin where his sister’s husband came up here to these parts to help spread the word of the Lord, and we heard about the good work that Pastor Tyrell’s been doing, and we wanted to see what we could do to help.
JONAS
That’s a great sentiment.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Let’s go see what we can do to help.
Gary, Tyrell, and the Daniels Brothers walk around, looking for things to do.
INT. ROOM 260 – EVENING
Vinny is setting up the equipment. There’s a knock at the door. Vinny opens it. Chuckie is carrying a few pizzas, a couple boxes of wings, and some drinks. He sets the food on the table. He disappears, then a minute later everyone from 258 is over, eating.
INT. VBC REC CENTER – EVENING
Dinner time. Gary, Tyrell, Jamie, and Jonas sit at a table by themselves. Pastor Reggie walks around, making sure that everyone gets a good meal in their stomachs before the hard work begins.
JONAS
So, how many people you think we’ll get?
TYRELL
About 100, 150. We’ve got enough food to feed close to 200 people.
JONAS
That’s a lot of people.
JAMIE
And a lot of food. You think maybe half of it won’t get used?
TYRELL
We’ll find a way to use it, to make sure it goes to those that need it.
JONAS
How do you plan on that?
TYRELL
Pastor Mitch brought up an idea earlier about going to a local motel and giving out some meals there to those that need it but can’t get here.
JONAS
Really?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Yep. We’ve done this a few times down home, me and my cousin would take any leftovers from the food drives and take them to these places where people down on their luck. Not everyone feels comfortable coming down, or they just can’t.
JONAS
If they can’t get to the mission, bring the mission to them
Gary nods.
JONAS
How many people you think you’ll need?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
3 or 4 more at the most.
TYRELL
We already have a couple people from our side. Plus, isn’t your cousin supposed to be there?
Gary nods in between bites of spaghetti.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Figure between all of us, we could make quick work out of it, get back before too long. But we’ll stay out till the works done. You know how it is, the Lord never puts a timer on deeds that need done.
JONAS
Amen!
Jonas turns to Jamie.
JONAS
What do you think? I take a couple of the older kids with me, go hand out some meals, maybe spread the word a little, and be back before too long.
Jamie looks hesitantly at Jonas.
JAMIE
I don’t know, who you thinking?
JONAS
Me, Chad, Michelle, Melissa. This is safe for girls to show up, right?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Yep. It’s as safe as the day is long. Besides, me, Tyrell, and a couple other kids’ll be there. The girls won’t be alone at all.
JONAS
Alright. We’re in. I’ll talk to them after dinner and we’ll be ready to go after everything is packed up.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Sounds like a plan.
The kids are finishing up dinner. Everyone cleans up. Pastor Reggie directs everyone to the places where they can do the most good. He pairs up a kid from First Union at positions with kids from his own church.
Gary slips off into the shadows and makes a phone call, paging the group.
INT. ROOM 260 – EVENING
Vinny gets a pager message from Gary. Things are coming along.
Paul has changed his clothes into a set that matches Gary’s. The gangbangers are finishing up their pizza dinner, and just relaxing.
INT. VBC REC CENTER – NIGHT
Dinner is wrapping up. Somewhere around 150 people partook of the free meal. The kids did a good job making sure that everyone was fed and treated fairly.
Gary watched Jonas and Tyrell talk to the three older kids from First Union. He couldn’t make out what was being said, but knew they were talking about the extra mission trip.
Michelle looked concerned but excited. Chad looked like he just wanted to get out, and Melissa just wanted to be near Chad.
After the conversation, Tyrell approached Gary.
TYRELL
I’ll go talk to Pastor Reggie and send a couple of the kids over with you to help you pack the van up. He’ll interrupt us before we leave, making the kids do some other errand. Sound cool?
GARY
That should work. We need to take an indirect route, just drive around a bit, get them lost. No need for them to know that the motel is 54 blocks down this street. I’ll page the crew when we’re about to leave.
TYRELL
Cool.
Tyrell walked off to the side and told three of the boys to help Gary load up the van.
EXT. VENETO BAPTIST CHURCH – NIGHT
Everyone is about to leave for the motel to help some families in need. Gary, Tyrell, and three black boys finish loading up the van as Jonas, Michelle, Melissa, and Chad follow them.
JONAS
You guys ready?
The three older teens nod. Jonas opens the side door and they hop in.
Gary and Tyrell have just finished filling the back row with boxed meals when Pastor Reggie comes out.
REGGIE
Excuse me one second. Let me see something.
Pastor Reggie opens the rear door. The back two rows of the van are filled with boxes of food. The pastor shakes his head.
Jonas sees Reggie shake his head.
JONAS
Is there a problem, sir?
REGGIE
Not a big one. We’ve got so much food packed up in this van that we won’t have space for all of the kids to sit. Tyrell?
TYRELL
Yes sir?
REGGIE
You heading to that place over by 74th?
TYRELL
Yes sir.
REGGIE
I’ll get the kids settled in with Pastor Jamie, then we’ll drive over. Unless I hear from you to tell me to stay put, we’ll meet you there in a little bit.
TYRELL
Sounds good. Good with you, Mitch?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Ain’t a big deal. What about you Jonas? What’s one little bump in the road of life?
Jonas took a deep breath.
JONAS
Okay, no problem.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Cool. If y’all excuse me just one moment, I need to use the little boy’s room. I’ll be right back.
Gary slid off back to the church.
INT. ROOM 260 – NIGHT
The crew get a page from Gary that they’re on their way. The gangbangers make their way to Room 258. Vinny and Chuckie put on their masks. Gabriela stays with them in 260.
EXT. VENETO BAPTIST CHURCH – NIGHT
Gary hops into the van.
INT. VBC VAN – NIGHT
Tyrell’s driving. Jonas is in the passenger seat. Gary is in the third row with Chad, the girls are in the second row.
Tyrell drives around on some side roads and other places to confuse Jonas. The Roadside Motel is on the same street as the church, just several blocks down. If Jonas paid attention to where they were driving, he’d suspect he was being taken advantage of.
Gary watches how everyone reacts. Melissa sits as close as she can to Chad, but he keeps either ignoring her or avoiding her. Michelle looks nervous. Jonas keeps looking back and eyefucking Michelle when he thinks she’s not looking.
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PART 2
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
The VBC Travel van pulls into the parking lot for the Roadside Motel.
Gary “Pastor Mitch” is met by his cousin Paul “Pastor Mason”.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
It’s good to see you again, so soon.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
And you too. Who do we have with us tonight?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Everyone, this is my cousin, Pastor Mason. Mason, this is Tyrell, Jonas, Chad, Michelle, and Melissa.
Paul shakes Tyrell’s hand, then goes down the line.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
I’m grateful that you’re all here tonight. There’s a lot of people that could use some help. Some need a decent meal, others need a good ear to hear their troubles.
CHAD
Wait, this is a motel. People live here?
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
Yes. Most of them are working themselves sick just to pay the cost to live here.
CHAD
Why not just, move, or get an apartment?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
It’s real expensive being poor.
CHAD
I don’t get it.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Don’t worry, grab a stack of boxes, I’ll tell you on the way to the end of the building. Mason, you wanna start at the office and work this way?
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
Sure thing. Come on ladies, Jonas, let’s get to work. I’ve seen some families that really could use the help.
They split up and hand out some meals to some of the homeless hanging around. Paul takes Jonas and the girls to middle of the building and works back toward the end Tyrell parked at.
Gary and Chad head off to the end of the building. Before they even hit the halfway point, they’ve exhausted all of their meals. The pair return to the van to get more.
CHAD
You said it’s expensive being poor. I don’t get it.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Well, everything costs money. And it costs a lot of money to get out of being poor. How old are you, 15, 16?
CHAD
17.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You in school?
CHAD
Yeah, I’m a senior.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You come from a good home, right? Where your parents would do anything they could for you?
CHAD
I’d say so.
Gary pulls another stack of meals out of the back of the van and plops them in Chad’s arms. Once filled up, Gary closes the van and they walk back to where they left off.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You have plans for after graduation, like college or something?
CHAD
Those are my parents’ plans.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
That’s a big difference right there. You have a chance to make something of your life, you have parents that would do anything for you, and you have access to money and resources that these people don’t.
CHAD
I wouldn’t go that far.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Did your parents buy you a car when you turned 16?
CHAD
Yeah. Nothing too fancy, though, it’s just a C-class.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
That’s a Mercedes Benz. You know how bad that sounds, just a C-class? That car costs more money than the next three people we’ll give meals to make in a whole year combined, and you’re acting like it was no big deal.
CHAD
But you said it was expensive being poor? I don’t get it.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Cause money’s relative, but everything is expensive to someone.
Gary and Chad stop walking, and hand over a couple boxed meals to a mother and her child, sitting on the sidewalk in front of a room.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
What do people need? Food, shelter, health, clothing. Good food costs money, fresh food costs money, bad food is cheap. They want a nice meal, a fresh and healthy meal, but they can either afford one fresh meal a week or seven lousy meals per week. They could eat once a week or once a day? You ever go a couple days without eating? It sucks. All those things take money. Which means you need money to get to work, which means you need money to even think about living. Need a job? Good, how you gonna get it?
CHAD
Go to school, get some training?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
And whose gonna pay for that?
Gary hands off a couple more meals. The pair keep walking.
CHAD
Isn’t that what student loans and stuff are for?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I forgot what it was like being naïve. Student loans can cover some stuff, but if your credit sucks, which almost everyone down here’s does, student loans ain’t covering shit. Which means working full time, and without a car, that means a job along the bus line, which means a shitty job on the bus line since they ain’t got no training, and taking the bus to get anywhere takes 3 times as long. So you spend all day on the bus, getting from point A to point B, just so you can afford a place over your head. Now, we got clothes. Mommy and Daddy got a washing machine at home?
CHAD
You mean a maid?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
No. The machine that does the washing, not the person running it. You have a machine at home. You don’t have to go out to a different building, keep people from stealing your clothes or your money. A laundromat might be cheaper up front, but it costs more over the long run.
CHAD
Wait, so being poor is expensive because it costs less but it takes a big investment to get out?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Exactly. They can almost afford to be poor. They’re not saving because day to day necessities take up all of the paycheck, so when something bad happens, pow.
Gary hands off the last of the boxes.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Let’s have a seat.
Gary motions to a couple large stones.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
On the other side of the motel, Paul and the rest have finished handing out all but a few meals in and around the office. They’re walking back towards the van as a group, as Paul looks out of the corner of his eye. Jonas is paying attention to Michelle’s legs more than where he’s walking. Paul takes advantage of this and lets Jonas bump into him. Paul hits the pavement, hard.
To the untrained eye, it looks like Paul took quite a spill. To anyone who studied tumbling, gymnastics, or professional wrestling, it was superficial.
JONAS
Oh my, oh my God, I’m so sorry! Here...
Jonas bends over to help Paul up. Paul comes up lame, appearing to hold his right knee.
MICHELLE
Are you alright? Do you need a doctor?
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
I’m okay, just got a little clumsy, that’s all. You okay, Jonas? That bump was a bad one.
JONAS
I’m okay. I’m sorry, I should’ve paid more attention to where I was going. I’m, I’m so sorry.
Jonas helps Paul limp over to a bench. Paul gingerly sits down. He inspects his knee, feeling it, playing up how much it hurts. Jonas, Tyrell, and the girls huddle around him. Tyrell holds a few boxed dinners in his hands.
MELISSA
Do you need someone to get some ice?
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
I’ll be fine, Sweetie. I’ve had worse.
Paul turns to Tyrell.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
Pastor Tyrell, how many more boxes you got there?
TYRELL
I’ve got three here. Each of the girls has one. That gives us five.
Paul nods his head.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
That’s good. There’s a family upstairs that could use our help. Room 260, I believe. If y’all wanna head on up, I’ll take the rear.
TYRELL
You gonna be okay to climb those steps?
Paul exaggeratingly bends his knee.
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
I’ll be fine, just need to stretch it out a little, that’s all. Just let me walk it off, and I’ll be right as rain. There’s a stairwell down at the end of the building, I’ll catch up in just a minute.
Jonas grabs Paul by the shoulder.
JONAS
I’m so sorry, Pastor Mitch. What can I do to make this right?
PAUL
(Southern Accent)
Don’t worry about it, I’ll be fine. Like I said, just gotta walk it off, like my old football days. If that bone weren’t sticking through the skin, keep playing.
Tyrell, Jonas, and the girls walk down the motel sidewalk to the far end of the building. Paul stands up and limps around. He looks down the walkway, seeing the group far enough away. Paul limps over to a rusted-out minivan.
Out of view of the group, Paul quietly opens the passenger door of the minivan and opens the glove compartment. Out of it he pulls a pistol and a black ski mask. Paul untucks his shirt, and puts the gun in his waistband. He carries the mask with him in his left hand.
The group approach the far stairwell. Melissa looks back toward where Paul was, but can’t see him. She’s about to say something, then thinks nothing of it. She turns back to the group as they climb the steps.
Paul limps quickly toward the stairway until he’s certain they can’t see him. He nearly breaks into a speedwalk.
The group finishes climbing the steps. Jonas looks a little out of breath. A little out of breath and nervous as he approaches the door. He freezes for just a moment before he knocks.
Underneath them on the first floor, Paul puts on his mask and puts his hand on the pistol in his waistband, waiting for his signal.
Jonas knocks on the door. Gabriela answers it.
INT. ROOM 260 – NIGHT
Inside the room, Vinny waits by the closet, out of view from the door. Chuck stands behind the door. Both men wear masks and have guns drawn. Camera equipment was strewn about the room. Gabriela sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for her part in the charade.
Suddenly, a knock is heard at the door. Gabriela stands up and answers the door.
GABRIELA
¿Hola?
Gabriela sees Jonas, Tyrell, Melissa, and Michelle standing at her door. Three white guys in the wrong neighborhood and one black guy doing all of the work.
JONAS
Hello, um Buenos Dias. Estamos, umm...
Gabriela cuts him off.
GABRIELA
Hablo Englais, I speak English.
JONAS
Gracias, your English is better than my Spanish. We’re from First Union Holy Church and Veneto Baptist Church. We were running a food drive earlier this evening, when we heard that there were some families in need at this motel.
GABRIELA
Familia, Si, Si. Mi mama and mi siblings will be back soon, mi papa es working. Back soon, back soon.
Gabriela saw Paul, wearing a ski mask, climbing the steps behind them. She opened the door wider, motioning the group inside.
GABRIELA
Come in, come in.
Jonas walked in, not knowing what to expect. Michelle and Melissa entered right after, followed by Tyrell, carrying the boxed dinners.
Jonas looked around after clearing the door.
JONAS
Where is your family?
Just as Jonas turned around, he heard some commotion behind him. Paul pushed Tyrell, who bumped into Melissa who bumped into Michelle who nearly fell into Jonas.
MICHELLE
Watch it.
As Michelle tried to gain her balance, Melissa turned her head and SCREAMED. There was a man, easily over 6 feet tall, wearing a ski mask and holding a gun. Paul pushed Tyrell inside again, almost causing him to fall over and drop everything. Gabriela SLAMMED the door shut. Melissa SCREAMED again, followed by Michelle.
JONAS
OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD!
Before Jonas could say anything else, a figure emerged from the closet and backhanded him. Jonas fell on one of the beds, and looked up to see another masked man holding a gun in his face.
VINNY
Shut the fuck up! All of you, or this fucker gets it!
Vinny held his gun right in Jonas’s face. The girls were hysterically screaming as Paul and Chuck held guns on them.
CHUCKIE
Shut up bitches! Shut the fuck up or your friend gets a hole in his head, capeche?
The girls froze.
CHUCKIE
CAPEHCE!?
The girls nodded.
CHUCKIE
Good. Sit on the bed.
Chuckie pointed to the bed next to them, the one closest to the door. The girls froze for a moment.
CHUCKIE
MOVE! NOW!
Michelle and Melissa broke out of their catatonia and moved to the bed, walking past Tyrell. They sat. Chuck kept his gun trained on them.
Paul guided Tyrell to a table with a couple chairs around it. Using his gun, he pointed to the table.
PAUL
Put that shit down and sit.
Tyrell, shaking, put the food down and sat in the chair. Paul kept his gun drawn on Tyrell.
Vinny kept his gun on Jonas.
JONAS
Please, please, just please let us go. We’ll give you whatever you want...
VINNY
Did we tell you to fucking talk?
JONAS
Please, I’m begging, let us...
TYRELL
Will you shut the fuck up, Jonas? These people mean business.
PAUL
Shut up!
Jonas looks wide eyed as this man he knew as Mason dropped his accent.
JONAS
Mason?
Vinny had enough and leaned on Jonas, putting his left arm in the priest’s throat and putting his gun in Jonas’s mouth.
VINNY
You want that to be the last thing you ever say?
Jonas was crying. In this position, Vinny could feel his jeans getting wet.
VINNY
Ah, fuck, this fucker’s pissing himself.
Chuck and Paul laugh.
VINNY
Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna get up, then you’re gonna walk to that chair next to that black man and sit down. Once you do, we’re gonna tie you up until we figure out what to do. You try any shit, and we’ll beat the fuck out of you, kill those bitches, then kill you. Got it? I SAID GOT IT?
Jonas nods his head, as best as he can with a gun in his mouth.
VINNY
Good. I’m getting up on 3. 1, 2, 3.
Vinny gets up off of Jonas and pulls the gun out of his mouth. Jonas lays there, tears running down his face and an obvious wet stain on the front of his khakis.
VINNY
Move.
Jonas slowly gets up walking past Vinny. He slowly sits down in the chair next to Tyrell. Jonas doesn’t make eye contact with anyone in the room.
Vinny steps back, keeping his gun drawn on Jonas.
Paul puts his gun in his pant waist and grabs a bag from the table with handcuffs, pieces of rope, and cloth. Paul starts tying Jonas and Tyrell to their chairs. After they’re tied up, Paul gags both of them. He then steps back and admires his handiwork.
Once Vinny is convinced that Tyrell and Jonas aren’t going anywhere, he turns to the girls on the other bed.
VINNY
Now, for you two.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
Gary and Chad sit on a couple large stones, on the far end of the motel. Gary pulls out a cigarette. He lights it, and offers it to Chad.
Chad hesitates, then takes it. Chad takes half a drag before he starts coughing and gagging. Gary takes the cigarette back.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Don’t start this habit, it’s a bad one. You see what these people are dealing with?
CHAD
It’s expensive being poor?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
That’s part of it. Another part is they all have their own struggles, their own problems, their own demons. You’re from a really, really nice part of town, ain’t ya?
Chad nods.
CHAD
You could say that.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Well, I will say that. Now, I ain’t saying you don’t have problems of your own, but they’re different than these people. You’re not wondering where your next meal will come from, or will the bus be here on time, or do I got enough money to pay the babysitter. They ain’t worrying about what to study in school or what color Mercedes will daddy buy, because they have trouble meeting their basic needs. Y’all ever heard of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs?
Chad shrugs his shoulders.
CHAD
A little, in a psychology book I read once.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Well, you got basic needs like physiological things like food and shelter, and security. Then there’s psychological needs like belonging and self-esteem. Finally, you got self-fulfillment. But they build on each other. You can’t worry about what color shoes you gonna wear if you ain’t got shoes. Life’s hard around here.
Gary puts his hand on Chad’s shoulder.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I ain’t saying you got it easy, but your problems are way up on that hill of needs, these people are down at the bottom.
CHAD
I know what you’re saying is right, but it just feels, hard. I’ve got it good, but that doesn’t make it easy. I’m 17, about to finish high school, and I feel like everyone else has picked out my life for me. My parents want me to follow in their footsteps, be a tax attorney like both of them, but I don’t know what I want to do. I’m not as smart as them, I’m not as tough as them, I feel like I’m never good enough. And I’m not really into this whole church thing right now.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
If you ain’t feeling it, then why are you here?
CHAD
I’m. I don’t know what I am. But I just don’t want to be around the house. Mom and Dad are hoping that maybe I’ll meet a nice girl and things will happen.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
What about that Melissa girl? She seems pretty keen on you. And Michelle’s cute, too.
CHAD
They’re just friends. Besides, I don’t know if I like them that way. Can you keep a secret?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Your lips to God’s ears.
CHAD
I’m not sure if I like girls. Mom and Dad keep talking like it might just be some phase, but when they think I’m not around, they freak out thinking they’ll never have grandkids because they think I’m some kind of queer.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Well, are ya?
CHAD
I don’t know.
From the distance, the sound of SCREAMS are heard in the distance from the motel. Chad turns. Gary’s hand is still on his shoulder.
CHAD
What was that?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
This is the kinda place where you try to ignore the screams.
CHAD
Where are the girls?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
They’re with my cousin. When I called him earlier, he said that there were some families that needed special attention. We’ll catch up with them shortly.
Gary leans in a little closer to Chad.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Now, you were saying something about not knowing who you are?
INT. ROOM 260 – NIGHT
Michelle and Melissa sit crying on one bed, holding each other. Multiple cameras are in the room, each powered on with a wall plug and a battery. Several batteries lie around, and a few cameras. A couple nice 35mm ones and a Polaroid.
Once Tyrell is quiet and Jonas is subdued, Vinny grabs a camera. Paul puts his gun in his waist and picks up the Polaroid. Chuckie has his gun drawn on the bound men, but occasionally points it back to the girls on the bed. Vinny takes a couple pictures with the camera of the girls crying. Paul does the same with his. The girls cry, not sure what to do. Vinny presses record on the camcorder, facing the girls.
VINNY
(To the girls)
Okay bitches, listen up. I’m gonna to ask you some questions, and you’re gonna answer them. You’re gonna do exactly what I say, or you don’t leave her alive, got it?
The girls sat on the bed, hugging each other, frozen in fear.
VINNY
GOT IT?!
Michelle and Melissa nod their heads.
VINNY
Good. Let’s start with you, Blondie. What’s your name?
Melissa looks to Vinny and at the camera he’s holding.
MELISSA
My name is Melissa.
VINNY
Full name.
MELISSA
Melissa Ann Crawford.
VINNY
And where are you from? What’s your address? How old are you? What grade are you in?
MELISSA
I’m from Ambrose, I go to Ambrose High School. My address is 56 Lavender Lane. I, I’m 17, I turn 18 in November, and I’m a senior in high school.
VINNY
Now you, Brunette, same questions.
Michelle looked up, tears in her eyes.
MICHELLE
My name is Michelle Bartlett. I’m 17 years old, a senior at Hillside High School. I’m from Hillside Township, and live at 11 Hillside Estates.
VINNY
That’s a fancy address right there, what do Mommy and Daddy do?
MICHELLE
My mother doesn’t work anymore. My father owns a financial investment company.
VINNY
Like some stock broker shit?
Michelle nods.
MELISSA
If it’s money you want, I can get you some.
VINNY
It’s not about money. And you, Blondie. What does Daddy do?
MELISSA
He’s a lawyer.
VINNY
Now, let’s get to some personal questions. Either of you two ever have a boyfriend?
The girls hesitate for a moment, then both shake their heads no.
VINNY
Speak up for the camera.
MICHELLE
No.
MELISSA
No.
VINNY
So, neither of you bitches ever fucked a guy, or sucked some dick?
Their eyes went wide as Vinny asked them.
VINNY
Answer me, bitches. Either of you two ever fucked a guy or sucked a dick?
MICHELLE
No.
MELISSA
No.
VINNY
Well then... Here’s how this nights gonna go. I’m gonna tell you to do shit, and you’re gonna do it or get the shit beat out of you and watch as we do even worse things to your pastors over there. Get really out of hand, and the last thing your parents will ever see of you will be this video, got it?
The girls nodded in fear.
VINNY
Do what we say, when we say it, you might have a good time.
Chuckie laughed in the background. Vinny shook his head.
VINNY
Michelle, stand up.
Michelle stood up, trying to do her best from shaking, but failing at the task. Paul took a picture of her with the Polaroid before going back to the nice camera.
Vinny set the camera on the tripod and made sure he had a good shot of her standing between the two beds in the motel room.
Michelle stood there, afraid of what the masked man in front of her would say next. Her white polo shirt fit tight against her C-cup breasts, and her brown curly hair came down to her shoulders. Her makeup was light, but started to show signs of crying. As she stood, her knees shook, visible below her khaki skirt.
VINNY
Okay bitch, strip.
Michelle cries. With shaking hands, she grabs the bottom of her white polo shirt and pulls it up to right under her bosom, but stops. She freezes in panic.
VINNY
Now, bitch.
Michelle continues, pulling her shirt up and over her breasts, exposing a plain white bra. She pulled the shirt up higher, clearing her head. Once over her head, she dropped her shirt to the floor.
VINNY
Now the skirt.
Michelle reached behind her with her right hand to unbutton and unzip her skirt while trying to cover her bosom with her left arm. She fumbled with the skirt for a moment before it fell to the ground. As soon as it cleared her hips, she immediately covered her white panty and nude stocking clad crotch with her right hand.
Paul moved closer and took a few pictures with the fancy camera and another with the Polaroid.
Michelle hesitated for a moment before slowly sliding her pantyhose stockings down over her butt and down her legs. Once they were past her knees, she bent down and slid them off of her legs. She stood up, crying and covering herself.
Paul took some more shots with the cameras.
Across the room, Jonas and Tyrell watched the forced striptease. They had stopped moaning and were silent. Tyrell enjoyed the show as best as he could. Jonas, who had recently relieved himself in his pants, shifted as he grew uncomfortable and aroused.
VINNY
Stand back, bitch. Blondie, you’re up.
Michelle stumbled back, standing against a shared nightstand between the beds. Melissa stood up, her knees shaking. Paul moved in to take some pictures with both cameras.
VINNY
Your turn, blondie. Strip.
Melissa unbuttoned the top of her polo shirt and then slowly grabbed the bottom of it to pull it up. She paused, took a few breaths to steel herself, then pulled the shirt up and over her head in one swoop, exposing a cream-colored bra.
Unlike her friend, Melissa didn’t hesitate to remove her skirt, shoes, or pantyhose, peeling them off as if she were in a locker room and ashamed of her body. When she finished, she covered herself as best as she could.
Vinny whistled. Paul took pictures, then reloaded the cameras. Vinny waited until he gave him the go-ahead.
VINNY
Very nice, very nice. Now, both of you, stand next to each other, and face me.
Michelle moved forward, standing next to Melissa.
VINNY
Put your hands up, on top of your head.
The girls froze for a moment before complying. Paul took more pictures.
VINNY
Good. Melissa, drop your arms to your side. Michelle, you’re going to reach behind your friend and unhook her bra, and then pull her panties down.
Melissa dropped her arms slowly. Michelle broke down in tears, unable to comply. Melissa looked at Michelle, as she covered her face with her hands.
VINNY
I gave you an order, bitch.
MICHELLE
I can’t!
Vinny walked over to the girls and suckerpunched Michelle in the gut. Michelle doubled over, Melissa screamed in panic. Vinny grabbed Michelle by her hair, pulling her back to her feet. If she had any air in her lungs, she’d scream.
VINNY
(Calmly)
That was a warning. Next time I won’t be so nice. Now, are you going to listen to my orders, or do I get mean?
Michelle tried nodding her head as best as she could with Vinny holding her curly brown hair. He let go of her, watching her drop to the floor for a minute to catch her breath. She rose back to her feet, clutching her stomach.
VINNY
Again. Michelle, remove Melissa’s bra and panties.
Michelle, not wanting to anger Vinny any more, wasted no time and quickly unhooked Melissa’s cream-colored bra and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the matching panties. Michelle grabbed them around her waist and nearly ripped them off with as much force as she used to take them off of her friend.
Paul took some more pictures.
VINNY
Nice. Now, Melissa, your turn. Remember, I gave my warning already so any fucking around and Jonas loses a finger.
Michelle held her stomach, trying hard to move her arms to her side and ignore the pain. Melissa reached behind her friend and unhooked her white bra and pulled the straps over her shoulders. She grabbed the bra and pulled it further down, causing Michelle to uncross her arms enough to expose her breasts. Melissa then reached down and grabbed Michelle’s panties by the sides of her hips and pulled them down. After a brief moment, they were down at Michelle’s feet, and she stepped out of them.
Paul took more pictures.
VINNY
Good. Now, stand next to each other, arms on your head, like the cops do.
Michelle grunted as she put her arms above her head. Melissa did the same, sans grunts. Both girls were crying, their conservatively applied makeup leaving tear streaks on their cheeks.
Vinny reached into this pocket and pulled out a couple bandanas. He walked over to the girls, who were frozen with fear as he approached their naked bodies. He stepped behind Melissa, pulling one of the bandanas around her mouth.
VINNY
Open.
Melissa opened her mouth, and Vinny tied the bandana in place, effectively gagging her.
VINNY
Sit down.
Melissa sat on the bed. Vinny grabbed the other bandana and put it in front of Michelle’s mouth. Without being prompted, she opened her mouth and he tied it off, gagging her. Vinny pushed Michelle down on the other bed. Before she could react, he had her left arm in a set of handcuffs attached to the bedframe, and a moment later did the same to her right hand. Michelle was now bound to the bed.
Vinny turned to Melissa, who cowered back from him and laid down on the bed as he came closer. Once he was in position, he grabbed her hands and cuffed them to the bed.
Both girls were now handcuffed to the motel beds. Paul took pictures.
Jonas tried screaming again, but to no avail other than getting Vinny’s attention.
VINNY
Well, lookie what we got here. You must be real uncomfortable, sitting in your piss stained pants, watching these girls get naked and can’t do a damn thing about it. Here, let me help.
Vinny undid Jonas’s pants and belt, then pulled them down along with his underwear, exposing his erect penis.
VINNY
Well check that out. Either me undressing you got you hard, or watching these girls get undressed got you hard. Either way, you’re hard as a rock.
Vinny leaned in and whispered in Jonas’s ear.
VINNY
(Whisper)
Don’t worry, the party’s just starting.
Vinny snapped his fingers and took the piss drenched clothes and put them in the bathtub and ran them under hot water.
Chuckie walks to the wall by the beds and knocks on the wall four times.
CHUCKIE
Special Delivery!
A few moments later there’s a knock at the door. Paul looks through the peephole and sees who it is. He opens the door, and the gangbangers walk in to the room.
Panic flashes anew in the eyes of the girls.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
Gary and Chad are talking on the stones.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Now, you were saying something about not knowing who you are?
Chad takes a couple deep breaths.
CHAD
I don’t know who I am, or even what I am. I have these, thoughts. Impure thoughts.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Shit, that’s just part of being a teenager. You’re a walking ball of hormones.
CHAD
That’s the thing. All the other guys are talking about how hot this chick is or how big the boobs on that one are, but all I’m wondering is if she works out, or how much effort she put into looking that way, or how she applied her makeup, her body is last the thing on my mind. Every so often, yeah, I’ll imagine what it’s like to kiss a girl, but it’s more like a curiosity.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You have those kinds of thoughts about guys?
Chad takes a deep breath and puts his hand over top of Gary’s hand.
CHAD
I’d be lying if I said no. But I know that I can’t do anything about it. It’ll break my parents’ hearts, and I’ll probably get my ass kicked if I ever said that out loud.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You sound certain your parents would flip their shit?
CHAD
You talked about how people have it rough down here. Here’s my quandary. I’m a multi-millionaire if I ever get married and have a kid. So is my wife and kid.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
What?
CHAD
My parents set up some trust funds. They put a lot of money in three of them, payable to me, my wife, and my kid upon the birth of a child in wedlock. We’d be set for life. Most guys hear that, and they’re asking every girl in school to marry them for the money.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
But you ain’t most guys, are you?
CHAD
Nope. I don’t want to get married, I don’t want to have kids, but I feel like the decision is taken away from me. And if the girl finds out about the trust fund, how do I know she’s into me at all and not just the money? Take Natalie, for example.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Who’s Natalie?
CHAD
She’s this girl that goes to my church, her father is the head minister. She’s, well, she’s not a nice person. She’s conniving, manipulative, ruthless, greedy, everything that good a Christian isn’t. But she plays the act so well. We were up at Bible Camp this summer, and she found out about the trust funds. She also found out about how I feel about girls, and tried to make my life a living Hell. She never once even looked my direction before she found out she could make money off of me.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Doesn’t sound like she has good intentions for you.
CHAD
She doesn’t. She doesn’t care about anyone but herself. Anyone embarrasses her or treats her with anything less than reverence, she’ll go out of her way to destroy them. She forced me to help her attack and ridicule a girl I go to school with. Her name’s Stacy, and Natalie started some rumors that Stacy was a lesbian. Natalie forced us to help her.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Who’s us?
CHAD
Me, Mel, and Michelle. We bullied Stacy something fierce, took her clothes, threw her in the lake, called her names. I tried to apologize to her in private once, let her know that Natalie was forcing us to do this, but her friends stepped in and helped her.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
If Natalie’s got shit on you, what does she have on the other girls?
CHAD
Mel’s a little jealous of Stacy, ‘cause before this whole rumor thing, we’d talk and hang out. Mel thought that Stacy was trying to date me, but nothing is further from the truth on that. Michelle, she thinks that Natalie is her friend because no one ever shows her attention at home. Her parents are too busy to spend any time with her, her brother is off at college, and she’s alone most of the time. She surrounds herself with the church ‘cause she thinks they care about her, but it’s more that they care about what she can do for them.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
So, you don’t think that anyone has Michelle’s best interest in mind?
Chad shakes his head.
CHAD
Not from the church. Her parents donate tons of money, and the Daniels family pretends like they like having her around, but they only put up with her for the money. I don’t know if you noticed it or not, but Pastor Jonas kept looking at her funny all night. And that’s not the first time.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You mean the way he was eyefucking her all night?
CHAD
Yeah. That. It’s kinda creepy ‘cause she’s 17 and he’s 23, 24, something like that. Okay, age of consent in this state is 16, but that’s her pastor. And why isn’t he going after women his own age?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
So, why’d she join in on the torment of that Stacy girl?
CHAD
She did what Natalie told her to do. The family has twisted her into their tool. I’m not sure I trust anyone in that family, but I know I definitely don’t want to end up with Natalie. But she’s trying. She knows about the money, and will do anything to get her claws into it.
Gary takes a couple drags from his smoke. There’s a BUZZING from his pants. Gary takes his hand off of Chad’s shoulder and pulls out his pager.
CHAD
What’s that?
INT. ROOM 260 – NIGHT
Back in the motel room, almost everyone is present. Lamar, Dwayne, Pedro, and Manuel enter, all wearing bandanas over their faces. The black guys wear blue bandanas, the Latinos blue. The only Hispanic not wearing a bandana is Gabriela, who was sitting in the back of the motel room. Pedro gives her a dirty look, then she relents and puts one one.
LAMAR
Damn! You weren’t fucking kidding when you’d said they’d be cute.
VINNY (O.S.)
And fresh, too. Y’all figure out a batting order yet?
LAMAR
We got that shit. Your boy stepped up, kept shit from getting heated.
Vinny rounded the corner back into the main part of the motel room.
VINNY
Really?
PEDRO
That random shit don’t always look random, but we all came to an agreement. We’re all gonna have fun tonight.
Dwayne looks over at Tyrell and Jonas tied up in the chairs. Dwayne and Tyrell make quick eye contact. Dwayne then sees Jonas wearing only a polo shirt?
DWAYNE
The fuck’s with that crakca? Couldn’t wait to start the party?
The crew laugh. Vinny slaps his hands down on Jonas’s shoulders.
VINNY
Everyone, this is Jonas. He’s a minister, a man of the cloth, and pissed himself when he had a gun pointed at him, begging for us not to hurt him. Didn’t say shit about the fucking girls, but didn’t want to get shot. Then, as our little guests Michelle and Melissa were getting undressed, Jonas got harder than 3-day old biscuits. Ain’t that right Jonas?
Jonas mumbled something under his gag.
VINNY
Washing his clothes in the bathroom to get the piss smell out of them, dry them with the hairdryer before we bounce.
LAMAR
Bet he can’t wait to get some of that pussy, huh? When we start?
VINNY
Patience, very soon. Now that the gang’s all here, we’re just waiting for two more. As soon as we make that call.
Vinny steps over to Paul and pats him on the shoulder. Paul nods and walks to the phone. He dials a number, then a brief moment later he dials another number than hangs up.
PAUL
Good to go, should be here in a moment.
VINNY
Cool, everyone get in position.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
Gary takes a couple drags from his smoke. There’s a BUZZING from his pants. Gary takes his hand off of Chad’s shoulder and pulls out his pager.
CHAD
What’s that?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
That’s my pager. My cousin just sent me a message. Wants to know where we’re at. Should probably get going.
CHAD
I guess so. Hey. Thanks for listening. This stays between us, right?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You have my word as a man of the cloth that I will not tell anyone at the church about this.
CHAD
Thanks.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I got a question. What if I could help you with your problem? Would you take that?
Chad looks at him, confused.
CHAD
How?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I’ve got an idea, but it’s a bit of a surprise.
Gary reaches into his pocket and pulls out a blindfold.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Here, put this on. Don’t worry, I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I think I have an idea that will help you with your problems, but y’all need to put that on.
CHAD
Okay.
Chad takes the blindfold and puts it on.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
See anything?
CHAD
No.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Good, now stand up.
Chad stands up. Gary follows, then grabs him by Chad’s right shoulder.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Ah’ight, now we’re gonna walk a little bit, just be calm and don’t panic. When I tell you stop, you stop. Got it?
CHAD
Got it.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Good. Walk slowly. I’ll guide you.
Gary walks the blindfolded Chad through the motel parking lot. He guides him away from people, cars, and obstacles. After a couple minutes, they get to the passenger side door of Paul’s minivan.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Stop. Wait right here.
Chad stops. Gary opens the door, and reaches under the seat for a pistol and mask he stowed there earlier in the day. He checks that the pistol is loaded, then puts the pistol in his waistband. Gary holds the mask in his free hand. He puts his left hand back on Chad’s shoulder.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Let’s keep going.
The duo walk a little further until they get to the stairwell.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
You’re gonna be climbing some steps here, son, be careful.
CHAD
Can I take the blindfold off for the steps?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Nope, that’ll ruin the surprise. Just hold on to the railing and walk slowly. I’ll keep you from falling.
Chad takes a deep breath, then begins the climb blindfolded. One foot, then another, holding onto the railing the whole time. Gary’s guiding him the whole time.
At the top of the steps, Chad feels around with his foot.
CHAD
We near the top yet?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
We’re at the top. Now take three steps forward then hang a quick left.
Chad did as told. This put him right in front of the door for Room 260.
Gary pulls the mask over his face, then the gun from his pants. He holds the gun in his right hand, and puts his left hand back on Chad’s shoulder.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
There’s a door in front of you. Knock on it.
Chad knocks on the door. It opens a moment later.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Ah’ight, walk on in.
Chad walks into the motel room.
-
PART 3
INT. ROOM 260 – NIGHT
Blindfolded Chad walks through an open door, hears people talking a couple people making weird noises. Sounds of hushed conversations and muffled screams fill the air. Gary closes the door behind him.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Okay, you ready?
CHAD
Yeah, I guess so.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Open your eyes.
Chad takes off the blindfold. What he sees shocks him. Chad sees Melissa and Michelle, both naked, bound and gagged on twin hotel beds. Two men, pastors Tyrell and Jonas are bound and gagged to chairs, and Jonas is naked from the waist down. Several other men stand around the room. Two black men wearing blue bandanas over their faces and two Hispanics with red bandanas stand over to the side of the room. A Hispanic woman also has her face covered. Two unknown white men wear ski masks and hold guns. Another man that is dressed just like Pastor Mason is also masked up, taking pictures. A couple video cameras are set up, aiming at the beds where Michelle and Melissa scream into their gags for help.
CHAD
What, what?
Gary taps Chad on the shoulder with his gun. Chad turns around and, after seeing Gary masked up and pointing a gun at him, nearly jumps out of his skin. Chad SCREAMS.
GARY
Hey, hey, quiet, quiet. You gonna be quiet and listen now?
Chad, hyperventilating, nods.
GARY
Good. Now, you paying attention?
CHAD
What’s going on?
GARY
I’m trying to explain that to you.
CHAD
Y,your, your accent?
GARY
Look around you. You just walked into a crazy situation, two of your friends are naked on beds with a bunch of gang bangers ready to fuck their brains out, and you’re worried about my accent?
CHAD
WHAT?
GARY
Let me explain. See, we know about your little deal with Mommy and Daddy. We knew a while back. And the reason we know is that you hurt some of our friends. You know who. You stepped into a war with hardened killers and picked the wrong side.
CHAD
Oh my God, please...
GARY
Shhhh... Not done yet, not even close. See, my friends here found out about your little deal while trying to fix this situation. Meanwhile, they also owe some favors to some of our other friends. I’m sure you’ve noticed them, standing around the room.
CHAD
Please don’t hurt them, please, please don’t hurt them.
Gary puts his left arm around Chad’s shoulders, all jovial and non-chalant, like he was going to order a pizza with his buddy and not partake in the gangrape of a teen girl.
GARY
Chad, Chad, Chad. That’s all up to you my friend. You see, I promised that my friends could have some fun tonight. You know what I mean by that?
Chad nods, starting to catch on.
GARY
Say it. Say it.
CHAD
They’re gonna, they’re gonna...
GARY
Go on, finish the sentence.
CHAD
They’re gonna rape them.
GARY
Exactly! You’re pretty smart. That’s exactly what my friends are gonna do. They’re gonna rape, fuck, and screw your friends senseless all night long. Unless.
CHAD
(Crying)
Unless what?
GARY
Unless you pick one to be your baby momma.
Chad looks at Gary in shock. Gary smiles.
GARY
Like I said, we know about the trust funds. We know that if you get married and have a kid in wedlock, you and your little family make some serious scratch. More than enough to live comfortably for the rest of your lives. All you gotta do is pick one of these little twats to be your baby momma.
CHAD
What?
GARY
I know, girls are all icky and have cooties and they aren’t your thing, but look at it this way. You get to choose which of these girls to save from a vicious, night long gang rape, and set her up for a life of comfort and luxury, and all you gotta do is fuck her all night.
CHAD
But, but, what if...
GARY
No, there are no what if’s. Here’s the deal, Lilyloafer. Either you pick one of these girls to fuck, knock up, and marry while the other one gets fucked into a coma, or they both get fucked into a coma, and you get to watch, knowing that you could’ve saved one of them. Now, you gonna pick one, or is it party time?
Chad looks on, dumbfounded. He sees both girls, both friends of his, staring at him, pleading with him with their eyes. Off to the side, the tall black guy rubs his crotch through his saggy jeans.
GARY
If you’re not gonna make a decision, boys...
Lamar and Pedro take a couple steps to the beds. Chad lunges to try to stop them, but Gary holds him back. Chad is in a panic.
CHAD
Wait, wait, I’ll choose, I’ll choose.
Vinny holds up his hand, signaling Lamar and Pedro to stop. They turn to Chad.
GARY
Good. Now, I’m not a completely heartless bastard. I’ll give you a minute to decide who will be your wife and the mother of your child, and whose gonna get the fucking of a lifetime.
Gary raises his right arm, the arm with the gun, so he can see his watch.
GARY
That minute starts...NOW!
Chad looks at Melissa, then Michelle. Both girls are completely naked, bound to the headboard, gagged, and crying. Both of the girls make eye contact with Chad, as he tries to figure out whom to choose. Chad looks back and forth. Both girls are pleading to Chad with their eyes.
Gary looks at his watch.
GARY
Thirty seconds. If you don’t say a name, it’s a forfeit.
Chad took one more look at both girls. Attractiveness, they were pretty much equal. They were both good looking girls with nice sized boobs. But Chad didn’t care too much for the physical. They were both sweet girls, but Melissa was one of his best friends. Michelle, she was nice, but he didn’t know her as well.
GARY
Ten seconds. Say a name or they both get fucked.
CHAD
(Whisper)
Melissa.
GARY
Sorry, you said something?
CHAD
Melissa.
GARY
Winner, winner, chicken dinner. Looks like Chad here is going to poundtown with Melissa! Good choice, I’ve always preferred blondes myself.
Gary pushed Chad toward Melissa’s bed. He walked slowly over to her.
GARY
This gonna be the first time you’ve ever fucked a girl?
Chad nods, embarrassed.
GARY
Don’t worry, there’s enough guys here to give you some pointers. You can watch how these other guys work, too.
LAMAR
Which one that little fag taking?
GARY
Melissa.
LAMAR
Which one’s that?
GARY
The blonde.
LAMAR
Shit. I was looking forward to fucking her raw.
Lamar turns to Pedro, who is taking off his clothes.
LAMAR
Which one of us busting her cherry?
PEDRO
Rock paper scissors?
LAMAR
Okay.
The two men play rock-paper-scissors. Lamar throws rock, Pedro paper. Pedro laughs. Lamar shakes his head. Pedro continues getting undressed.
Once he is naked, Pedro climbs onto the bed with Michelle. She tries to shake her head and close her eyes, hoping that maybe this is a bad dream. Pedro places himself between her legs, his hard dick pointed at her womanly entrance.
PEDRO
Hey yo baby, look over here, you only become a woman once.
Michelle refuses to look. Pedro snaps his fingers, and Gabriela comes forward. She grabs Michelle by the hair and twists, pulling her head toward Pedro. She uses her other hand to pry her eyelids up, opening her eyes.
Paul takes some pictures.
Pedro pushes his dick into Michelle’s virgin pussy. She wasn’t ready for him at all, and screams loudly into her gag. He stops about halfway, feeling some resistance. It’s her hymen.
PEDRO
Say “Ay, Papi!”
With one more thrust, Pedro bursts through, popping her cherry. Michelle screams in agony, crying uncontrollably. Pedro rests for a moment before he continues fucking her. Each thrust causes Pedro to grunt and Michelle to cry. She takes no pleasure from this, and Pedro doesn’t care.
The pace continues for a couple minutes until Michelle’s sobbing dies down a little as Pedro quickens the pace. His breathing becomes ragged.
PEDRO
Get ready, puta! Get ready! ¡Aquí me corro!
Pedro shuddered, and Michelle’s eyes went wide as she felt something happen inside her. She felt Pedro pulse, then squirt inside of her. The realization that this man just came inside her scared her. She went silent and started to hyperventilate. Pedro pulled out of her pussy, his dick covered in semen and blood. He wiped it off on her pubic hair.
PEDRO
Holy shit.
Pedro stood up, legs wobbly. Before Michelle could gather her wits, Lamar jumped on the bed.
LAMAR
My turn, bitch!
Lamar wasted little time and shoved his larger, blacker dick right into her twat. He wasted no time fucking her as hard as he could. Michelle wailed in pain into her gag the whole time.
Melissa and Chad are shocked by what they see. He doesn’t know what to do. It’s not until he feels a hand on his shoulder that he’s snapped back to reality.
GARY
Hey. You better get in the game real quick, or she’s next for these gangsters. You got 5 minutes to get naked, get hard, and get in her or I’ll fuck her just to prove a point. You fuck her, then no one else will fuck her pussy tonight, but if you don’t get going soon, we’re gonna run a train on her and put her in a coma. Got it?
Chad jumped up and pulled off his shirt in one motion. He kicked off his shoes and socks quickly, then undid his pants and pulled them off in one motion. He hesitated at his tighty-whities, suddenly feeling self-conscious and guilt ridden for what he was about to do. He looked down at Melissa, bound and gagged on the bed.
CHAD
(Whispering)
I’m sorry, Missy. I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you, but if I don’t do this, they’ll hurt you worse.
Melissa, tears flowing anew, tried to say something to Chad.
CHAD
What? What is it?
Melissa tried talking again, then jabbed her head twice toward Gary.
CHAD
Him?
Melissa nodded. Chad motioned to get Gary’s attention. Gary stepped to Melissa.
GARY
Got something to say?
Melissa nodded.
GARY
This won’t come cheap, you know that?
Melissa nodded again. Gary pulled the gag out of her mouth.
MELISSA
Can you please untie me so I can help him?
GARY
Help him?
MELISSA
Yes, please. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s too afraid to do anything and needs me to help him. Please.
GARY
(To Chad)
Ain’t it all cute when they beg?
(To Melissa)
This’ll cost you. You gotta suck two dicks tonight, of my choosing.
Melissa was shocked, but kept her cool.
MELISSA
Deal.
GARY
Good.
Gary pulled a set of handcuff keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the cuffs. Just as he finished, he gave her another stern look.
GARY
You try anything, I’ll make you wish you died as a child.
Melissa nodded. Gary stood up and went back to his position by the door. Melissa and Chad embraced, kissing each other and exploring bodies like sex-starved teens.
Back on the other bed, Lamar kept fucking Michelle, and Michelle kept crying. Each thrust caused the bed to creak and the headboard to slam against the wall. Lamar quickened the pace, until his rhythm became awkward and halting.
Michelle had a bad feeling about what was going to happen.
LAMAR
Oh FUUUCK!!!
Lamar’s body shuddered as he planted his dick as far into her twat as he could and released his seed deep into her womb. Michelle, still bound to the bed and gagged, cried again as she wailed into her gag.
Lamar lay still for a moment, trying to catch his breath.
Gary checks his watch.
GARY
Yo, Twinkle Toes, you got a minute to get your dick in her.
Melissa grabs Chad’s dick, which is about half-erect. She kisses him, rubs her hands over his back, anything she can think of to get him hard enough to deflower her. After a moment of stroking, Chad’s dick hardens to a respectable length. Chad takes up position between her legs. She guides him in between her outer folds. He pushes a little bit. He’s in.
Chad moves in gentle strokes until he feels something in the way. As he pushes, he sees Melissa wince in pain.
CHAD
You okay?
MELISSA
Just, just, just push gently.
Melissa puts her hands on his back and pulls, encouraging Chad to push further. As he does, whatever was in the way gives, and she lets out a pained moan. Chad looks at her, not sure what to do. Before he can panic, Melissa reaches up and kisses him, deeply.
Chad takes the hint and starts pumping away inside of Melissa. He has no rhythm, no flow, no skill. Like he’s never done this before, which he hasn’t. It doesn’t take long before Chad is cumming inside of Melissa. He lets out a grunt, followed by a sob.
Gary sees this and claps, sarcastically. Paul filmed and took pictures the whole time.
GARY
Way to go! You had sex with a girl! Yay!
Chad buried his head in Melissa’s shoulder and cried a little. Melissa stroked his hair. Gary walked over to the young couple.
GARY
By the way, you ain’t done yet. Not by a long shot. You’re young, you’ll be ready to go before too long. Like I said, I promised you that no one else would fuck her pussy as long as you did your job tonight, and you still have a long way to go. There’s so many things you can try, different positions, all of it. But you got some time. Cuddle.
Melissa stroked Chad’s hair again. He turned his head, and the two teens began making out.
Back on Michelle’s bed, Lamar finally got up.
DWAYNE
Bout god damn time, mutha fucka.
Dwayne’s up next. He slathers a shitload of lube on his dick and around Michelle’s ass.
DWAYNE
Bitch, you bout to have a dick in yo ass before you ever get kissed.
Dwayne pushes his dick into her ass. Even with the lube, it hurt like Hell. Her screams are louder than ever before. He rubs her pussy and clit while he fucks her in the ass. Michelle is in agony.
DWAYNE
God damn, that is a tight ass! Fuck!
Dwayne doesn’t last too long. He fucks her tight, white ass for only a few minutes before he cums. He slaps her tits a few times before pulling out.
Manuel comes forward, already stroking his dick. He and Dwayne high five like they’re a pair of tag team wrestlers. Manuel takes his place between Michelle’s legs and starts fucking her pussy.
Back on Melissa’s bed, Chad and Melissa are making out and trying to block out the noise of their friend. He’s playing with her tits while she’s grabbing his ass. After a couple minutes of this, he’s getting hard again. This time, he starts playing with her pussy, doing his best to get her aroused. After a minute of him blindly probing around, she guides his hand to her clitoris and moves his hand around on it. She inhales sharply when he touches her button. Chad takes the hint and starts playing with her clit, driving Melissa to the edge of her first orgasm from a man. Another minute of playing with her clit, and she’s on the verge of cumming. Chad kisses her, partly to cover her moans and partly to let her know he loves her. She shudders as she cums under his ministrations.
Manuel is fucking Michelle hard, like she owes him money. He’s grunting and moaning as she’s crying and screaming. He takes longer than Dwayne did, slowing down just as he’s about to cum. He does this over and over, until he almost can’t take anymore.
That’s when Manuel pulled out of Michelle’s pussy and shoved his dick up her ass. She squealed like a stuck pig. He didn’t last too long following that, as he came deep inside her ass.
Manuel pulled out of her ass with a plop and sits on the bed.
MANUEL
Who’s next?
Chuckie put his gun down and stripped off his clothes. Within a minute, he was between Michelle’s legs, sucking her titties as he placed the head of his dick up to her entrance.
CHUCKIE
Damn, been wanting to do this since I saw your picture. You are one fine ass bitch, in need of a good fucking.
Michelle barely paid him attention. He didn’t care if she heard him. He knew she’d feel him. Chuckie started fucking her.
Back on Melissa’s bed, Chad was once again hard and now that Melissa had came, he slid into her quim with ease.
Chad was screwing Melissa with a little more control than before. His nerves had died down, and he was starting to enjoy himself. As was Melissa. He kept up a steady rhythm and kept hitting a special spot that caused Melissa to breathe quickly. A few more minutes, and she wrapped her legs around him and dug her fingers into his shoulders as she felt an orgasm flow over her. Another minute, and Chad came inside her again.
Chuckie was fucking Michelle when he did something unexpected.
CHUCKIE
(To Vinny)
Yo, change the cuffs, I wanna fuck her doggy.
Vinny pulled a handcuff key out of his pocket and unhooked the cuff from the right bedframe post. Chuckie laid on her with all his weight, crushing her to keep her from getting up. Vinny took Michelle’s right arm and cuffed it to the left arm, then uncuffed the left arm from the bed. She could barely believe she was free, but that moment was short lived.
CHUCKIE
Flip over, bitch!
Chuckie leaned up and grabbed Michelle by her hips. He spun her over, forcing her onto her knees. Once she was on all fours, Chuckie lined his cock up with her pussy and pushed in, fucking her in the doggystyle position. Once he had his balance, he grabbed her curly brown hair and pulled back on it like reigns on a horse. Michelle screamed in pain once again into her gag.
CHUCKIE
Yee haw!
Chuckie yelled as he thrust into her one more time, cumming deep inside her pussy. He pulled out, and slapped her ass hard, hard enough to cause her to collapse on the bed.
As Chuckie stood, Gary handed him a towel. Chuckie cleaned himself quickly before throwing on his boxers and grabbing his gun again.
Paul handed the cameras over to Lamar and Dwayne and then stripped. Gary put his gun on the table and also stripped. The duo high five, jumping on the bed with Michelle.
Paul grabs Michelle around her waist as he lays on the bed. He pulls her down onto him, sliding his dick into her pussy. Behind her, Gary lines his dick up with her asshole and inserts himself.
Michelle, bound and gagged on a motel bed, is getting double penetrated before ever having a guy kiss her. And none of this was by her will.
As Paul and Gary fucked Michelle at the same time, Melissa and Chad cuddled on their bed, mindlessly caressing and playing with each other. They’re both getting excited watching this scene play out in front of them. They know it’s wrong, but they can’t help but get turned on by what they see. After a moment, Melissa whispers something into Chad’s ear, and he nods. A moment later, Melissa is on all fours and Chad is taking her from behind.
After a few minutes, Paul and Gary both pull out of Michelle and move her around. Now, she’s laying on Paul, her back to his chest, facing the ceiling. Paul guides his dick into her ass as Gary starts fucking her pussy. Michelle is almost past the point of cracking, not sure how much more abuse she can take.
Suddenly, Michelle feels something around her head. Vinny, the one that gave the commands earlier and punched her, is removing her gag. Before she gets a chance to speak, he points the gun at her head.
VINNY
Open your mouth, bitch, and I don’t want to feel any fucking teeth.
Michelle does as she’s told and opens her mouth. Vinny, holding a gun in his right hand and her hair in his left, guides his dick into her mouth. She opens her mouth as far as she can to accommodate his dick, but she coughs and gags around his cock.
Chad and Melissa see the abuse their friend is going through, and somehow start fucking each other even harder. Melissa cums from being fucked in the doggystyle position, and Chad follows up a short while later. They both collapse on the bed, holding each other.
The first to cum from the 3 on 1 fucking was Paul. He held onto Michelle’s waist as he blasted his semen deep inside her ass. Gary followed up a moment later, cumming in her pussy. Vinny pulled out her mouth and blasted her with a facial, nutting all over her face and getting some in her hair. After using her face like a gym sock, he threw her down on the mattress by her hair and looked around the room.
VINNY
So, who do we have left?
Vinny spots Tyrell.
VINNY
Looks like your lucky day. Someone help the minister with his pants.
Tyrell, feigning resistance, tries to struggle as Gabriela goes to him and undoes his pants and pulls them and his boxers down to his feet, leaving him naked from the waist down. His dick is already hard.
Vinny grabs Michelle by the hair and pulls her up to her feet. She screams.
VINNY
Come on, bitch. Your night’s not done yet. I think it’s time you get a little closer to your pastors.
Vinny pulls Michelle over to Tyrell, stopping in front of the bound black man.
VINNY
Mount him.
Michelle hesitates, not sure what he means, but also borderline catatonic from the abuse. When she doesn’t move, Vinny looks to Dwayne and Manuel.
VINNY
Boys.
Dwayne and Manuel grab Michelle and force her down on Tyrell’s lap, forcing the pastor inside of the white teen girl, and they are none too gentle about it, either. After impaling her on his cock, she sits there, unsure what to do.
VINNY
Help her.
Dwayne and Manuel grab her by the armpits and start to move her up and down. Michelle cries, and Dwayne slaps her across the face.
DWAYNE
Bitch, you don’t start moving, we gonna do it for ya, and we ain’t gonna be gentle. Got it bitch?
Michelle nodded weakly.
DWAYNE
Get to it, then. Start fucking him.
Michelle, not really sure of what she was doing, started bouncing up and down on Tyrell’s lap. She had no rhythm, no desire to fuck Tyrell, but she had no choice. Up and down she went, hoping this would be enough to finish this.
Tyrell didn’t need much motivation to fuck Michelle, and only lasted a couple minutes in her. He groaned, moaned into his gagged, then came in Michelle’s pussy. Michelle collapsed on Tyrell, crying as he panted. She cried harder when she saw Paul take more pictures of her degradation.
Vinny snapped his fingers and pointed to the bed. Dwayne and Manuel grabbed Michelle and carried her over to the bed. They dumped her on it, unceremoniously. Michelle curled up on the bed in the fetal position. As she cried, hoping this nightmare would go away, the guys had other plans.
Vinny pointed to Jonas.
VINNY
Untie him, get him ready.
Gary and Chuckie undid Jonas’s restraints and pulled him to his feet. They pulled off his polo shirt and removed his gag. Chuckie put his gun to Jonas’s head. Jonas blabbered something incoherent.
VINNY
Get on the bed. Now.
Jonas hesitated for a moment, but climbed onto the bed with Michelle. Vinny motioned to Chuckie, who went to Michelle, grabbed her arms, and uncuffed her.
Paul checked the video cameras, made sure they were still recording, and grabbed the still cameras.
VINNY
Jonas, you got two choices. Either you fuck her, or we fuck you up. Seeing how you’re still hard as a rock, you should take the first choice.
Jonas grabbed Michelle by her shoulder to turn her toward him, but she pushed him away. He tried again, she pushed again. On the third time, Jonas grabbed her arms and pulled her over onto her back.
MICHELLE
No, No! Stop!
JONAS
Come on, please don’t scream.
MICHELLE
Get off of me!
Jonas slapped Michelle, stunning her. As she froze, Jonas moved himself between her legs and hunched over her. He bent over, kissing her to keep her from screaming as he inserted his dick into her. Michelle screamed into Jonas’s mouth as he started fucking her.
Jonas didn’t last long, maybe a minute or two tops before he shuddered and came inside of Michelle’s pussy. Jonas collapsed on top of her as she cried.
MICHELLE
Why? Why Jonas? Why?
Jonas said nothing. The rest of the guys laughed. Chad and Melissa held each other, shocked.
From the back of the room, Gabriela appears, naked except for her bandana. She walked to the bed and pushed Jonas off of Michelle. He rolled over, nearly falling off the bed. Chuckie pushed him back to his chair.
Gabriela climbs on the bed, knees around Michelle’s head, and plants her pussy on Michelle’s face.
GABRIELA
Lámela. Lame mi coño. Lick it, lick my pussy. Lick it.
Michelle disobeys at first, but Gabriela holds Michelle’s nose closed until she opens her mouth. Once Michelle opens her mouth, she lets go of her tongue.
GABRIELA
Lick my fucking clit you puta. Lick it.
Michelle sticks her tongue out, tentatively touching Gabriela’s pussy. She shrinks back, but the Hispanic woman keeps her in place, then starts grinding on her face. Muffled screams and cries are heard coming from under Gabriela’s crotch.
Gabriela gets into the action, playing with her tits while forcing Michelle to eat her out. Eventually she slides her right hand down to her pussy, rubbing her clit that she forced Michelle to lick. This brings her to the edge. Gabriela reaches down with her left hand and grabs one of Michelle’s nipples. She squeezes and twists as hard as she can. Michelle screams in pain. Gabriela screams in ecstasy as she cums on Michelle’s face. Gabriela takes a moment to catch her breath. Michelle’s cries can be heard under Gabriela’s pussy.
Vinny claps as Gabriela dismounts Michelle. The victim tries to curl back up in the fetal position. She takes a mocking bow, and slaps Michelle’s ass as she walks past.
Gary walks over to Lamar and Pedro and whispers something in their ears. They nod and follows Gary. Paul turns his attention to Gary and Lamar as they walk over to Melissa and Chad. Pedro walks over to Michelle’s bed while Lamar stands behind Gary at the head of Melissa’s bed. Gary kneels down so that he’s closer to her level. Chad tries to hold Melissa in a protective manner, but the other men ignore him.
GARY
Remember our little deal from earlier?
Melissa nods.
MELISSA
That I had to give...give two blowjobs tonight.
GARY
Exactly. It’s time to pay up. And here’s the rules. You’ve got five minutes each or until they cum, whichever comes first. After those two blowies, you’re done for the night unless you and Freddie Mercury over here decide to have another rendition of We Will Rock You. But, if you don’t make them cum, they’ll take it out on your friend. I know you’ve never done this before, but give it that good old college try, okay?
Melissa nods.
GARY
Good. Your first blowjob is my tall, black friend here. Remember, if he doesn’t cum, then it’s Michelle’s turn. Five minutes starts...Now!
Lamar shook his dick in front of Melissa’s face.
LAMAR
It ain’t gonna suck itself.
Melissa grabbed Lamar’s penis with her right hand and opened her mouth as wide as she could, guiding it into her mouth. Melissa licked it, then started moving her head up and down over his shaft.
On Michelle’s bed, Pedro pulled Michelle up by her hair and spit in her face. She responded with a whimper. Manuel climbed on the bed behind her.
PEDRO
Okay chica, if you won’t suck my dick, I’ll just have to fuck your face.
(to Manuel)
Ready esse?
MANUEL
Si.
PEDRO
Vamos.
Manuel grabbed a hold of Michelle’s hips and moved her legs out of the way, then started fucking her. As she opened her mouth to cry, Pedro shoved his dick in her mouth.
PEDRO
No fucking teeth, or I’ll knock’em out.
Michelle cried again as Pedro facefucked her. Manuel went to town on her pussy.
Back on Melissa’s bed, she could see the pain that her friend was in, and tried whatever she could to help by getting Lamar to cum. Chad saw what she was doing, and helped however he could, by whispering instructions and encouragement in her ear, and playing with her body to turn her on.
CHAD
(whispers)
That’s right, keep going back and forth with your mouth over the end, stroke the shaft with your hand. Feel that part on the bottom right behind the head? Flick it with your tongue, then suck on the head like it’s a lollipop. Yeah, like that Miss.
Lamar leaned his head back, enjoying the show.
LAMAR
Yeah babe, listen to him. Oh, fuck.
Gary looked at his watch.
GARY
Damn, time is flying, 2 more minutes.
Manuel fucked Michelle’s pussy like she owed him money, and Pedro used her face like a cheap sex toy. Michelle was doing all she could to not bite down and freak out when she felt Pedro slam his hips into her mouth one last time.
PEDRO
Oh, fuck!
Pedro swore as he came in Michelle’s mouth, blasting several jets of semen in her mouth. Pedro held her head in place, then pinched her nose.
PEDRO
Swallow it, puta!
Michelle panicked, flailing her arms, before she gained enough composure to swallow the gangster’s vile cum.
As Manuel pulled out of Michelle, Pedro pulled his dick out of her mouth and wiped it off on her face.
Gary looked at his watch, then over at Dwayne. He waved the short black man over, and Dwayne quickly made his way over to Michelle’s head.
DWAYNE
Open up, bitch!
Dwayne grabbed Michelle by the head and shoved his dick in her mouth. Michelle barely whimpered as he raped her mouth.
GARY
Okay, ten seconds, then it’s next up. Melissa, you’ve got 5...
Melissa tried her best, but her lack of experience showed. Lamar, who was getting close to cumming, just wasn’t there yet. Chad was busy playing with Michelle’s tits and pussy, getting her as aroused as he was. Melissa sucked that black dick as hard as she could, but she needed the one thing she didn’t have left: time.
GARY
4, 3, 2, 1! That’s it. Time’s up. My bro knows what to do next.
Chuckie pulled Jonas out of his chair.
CHUCKIE
Get up, fucker.
Jonas, legs still wobbly from earlier, walked over to Gary. Gary saw Jonas and laughed.
GARY
Go relieve my boy over there. Tell him to fuck that other white pussy.
Gary slapped Jonas on the back. Jonas meekly walked over to Lamar, and tapped him on the shoulder. Lamar turned and gave him a look like he was going to fuck him up six ways from Sunday.
JONAS
That, that, that guy said I’m up, and tell you to f-fuck that other white p-p-p...
LAMAR
SAY IT YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!
JONAS
Fuck that other white pussy.
Lamar laughed as he pulled his dick out of Melissa’s mouth. Melissa sighed, but at this point was extremely horny from what Chad was doing to her. Jonas stepped up and took Lamar’s place. Chad and Melissa did a double take as they saw their youth minister coming forward, his dick hard and aiming for Melissa’s mouth.
CHAD
(whisper)
Do what you did with the other guy and you’ll be done very soon.
Melissa guided Jonas’s cock into her mouth and started sucking. Jonas’s eyes rolled back into his head. Chad crawled down Melissa’s body to between her legs and spread them. Both teens were horny as hell as Chad guided his dick once again into Melissa’s pussy. The sensation of having two dicks in her surprised the young blonde, but she did her best to concentrate on sucking the dick in her mouth while Chad fucked her and played with her clit, driving her to another orgasm.
While Dwayne was busy fucking Michelle’s face, Lamar climbed onto the bed and moved her into a doggystyle position. Dwayne adjusted his position to match. Once Michelle was in her spot, Lamar entered her and started fucking her like she was a cheap whore. Dwayne fucked her face while Lamar fucked her pussy.
Gary looked at his watch, but shrugged his shoulders. Vinny came over.
VINNY
You calling a time on this?
GARY
Nah, I’m liking the show. Think we’ll wrap it up after this. Not sure how much more the brunette can take. And that, two kids fucking while the girl sucks off her minister, how do you top that?
VINNY
Good point, bro. Let’em go then we’ll wrap up.
Vinny and Gary sat back, enjoying the shows.
Chad fucked Melissa while she sucked off Jonas. Melissa was on the edge, doing all she could to get the dick in her mouth to cum. Chad played with her clit while he fucked her.
That did it. Melissa moans around Jonas’s dick as she shakes, shudders, and cums. This is enough to push Jonas to his breaking point.
JONAS
Oh God, Oh God, Oh!
Jonas grabs the back of Melissa’s head and holds her in place as he cums in her mouth. Her eyes bug out as she feels him violate her mouth like this. Jonas pulls out of her mouth. She turns her head and spits his semen out over the mattress and comforter.
Chad keeps fucking Melissa. He leans over and kisses her deeply. She’s taken back for a moment before giving in to her lover. After a few more moments, he brings her to another orgasm, which causes him to cum inside her again. Chad collapses on top of her.
Back on Michelle’s bed, Lamar and Dwayne spitroast the brunette teen, fucking her like a cheap whore. Dwayne grabs her hair, using it like a handle.
DWAYNE
That’s right, suck it, suck it bitch, suck my fucking dick. Suck it, suck it. SUCK IT!
Dwayne holds her head in place as he busts a nut in her mouth. Michelle’s eyes go wide as she feels the man blow his load in her mouth. She swallows, just to avoid getting beat again.
DWAYNE
That’s a good fucking whore.
Dwayne pulls his dick out of her mouth. At the other end of the bed, Lamar fucks Michelle viciously, slamming into her again and again and again. Michelle was no longer crying. She has a dead stare in her eyes. Lamar reaches forward, grabbing her hair and pulling it back. She no longer has the energy to cry.
LAMAR
Take it, take it, take it, take my black dick, bitch. Take it, take my black cum. Take it, take it, take it!
Lamar pulls back on her hair as hard as he can with one hand and grips her hips with the other as he slams into her pussy one more time as he cums.
LAMAR
That’s some nice pussy you got there. Have to look you up, come make a black baby with you.
Lamar pulled out and slapped her ass as he stood up. Michelle collapsed on the bed, staring blankly at Melissa.
Melissa saw the vacant stare in her friend’s face and began to cry. Chad grabbed her by the chin and turned her head to his, then kissed her.
Michelle stared blankly at her friends, now making out to distract them from her pain.
Paul made sure to get some great pictures and videos of the whole event.
MONTAGE
- The gang bangers get dressed and leave.
- The clock shows that it’s after midnight.
- Vinny and Chuckie guide the kids, one at a time, to the bathroom.
- Paul tears down the equipment and packs up his van.
- Jonas’s pants are dried with a hairdryer.
- The crew get cleaned and dressed.
- The pastors get dressed.
- The crew clean the room.
- The kids get dressed.
- The clock on the wall shows that it is after 2AM.
The kids sit on Melissa’s bed. Chad and Melissa are doing their best to console Michelle, but she alternates between catatonia and panic. Chuckie goes to one of the last bags in the room and pulls out a pill bottle. After a quick trip to the bathroom, he returns with two pills and a cup of water. Michelle jumps back into Melissa’s arms as he approaches.
MELISSA
Please, no more.
CHUCKIE
Here, have her take these.
Chuckie extends his hands, holding the pills and some water.
CHAD
What are those?
CHUCKIE
One’s a Perc, the other’s a Xanax. Take’em.
Melissa grabs the pills and tries to give them to Michelle. Michelle barely moves, and doesn’t acknowledge her friend.
MELISSA
‘Chelle, take’em. You’ll feel better.
Michelle turns slowly to Melissa, then down at the pills. She grabs them, swallows them, then takes the water and downs that. Melissa and Chad continue to console Michelle. Chuckie walks across the room to grab the last of his things. Gary comes over and takes his place. He takes his mask off and sits on the bed where Michelle was raped. Gary’s holding a stack of Polaroid pictures in his hand.
GARY
Here’s the deal, kids. We’re not completely done with you. We’re gonna keep tabs on you, make sure you keep your mouths shut. If you do, you’ll live the rest of your lives, with no one else ever knowing what happened. You say shit, well, take a look at these.
Gary hands the pics to Chad. His face goes white as a ghost at what he sees. Pictures of him fucking Melissa, Melissa sucking off Jonas, Michelle fucking two black guys, Michelle fucking Jonas, and Michelle sucking the Hispanic guy’s dick. He shows the pics to Melissa, who gasps. Michelle takes a peek, but shows no response.
GARY
We’ve got better pics on the other camera, and there’s some great video of all of the fucking and sucking, too, but these pics... these are to keep you quiet now. You say shit to anybody, and everyone in your congregation will see these before the end of the afternoon service. Everyone in your schools will know by the end of the day. So, it’s in your best interest to keep quiet. Capeche?
Chad nods his head.
CHAD
Capeche.
GARY
Good. Now, we’re done with Michelle. She keeps quiet, she’ll never see or hear from us again. But you two, you two, we’re not done yet. You see Missy... you on the pill?
MELISSA
No.
GARY
Good. You see, we’re gonna make sure that you guys do your job. Chad’ll fill you in on the details, but by this time next year, you’ll be his baby momma. Like I said, he’ll fill you in on the details, but just in case tonight wasn’t enough to knock you up, you two are gonna keep fucking until you get knocked up? Got it?
MELISSA
WHAT?
CHAD
Got it.
Melissa turned to Chad as if she was going to say something, but he just nodded.
GARY
Got it, Missy?
MELISSA
Got it.
GARY
Good. Now, we’re gonna go back to the church, and everyone’s gonna be all hunky-dory. I’m coming with you. We’ll be one big, happy family that just saw how the other side lived and how it had such a profound impact on you going forward. Try shit, and everyone you know will see you sucking black dick before lunchtime. Understood.
MELISSA
Yes.
GARY
Good. Now there’s one last piece of information you need, and I debated telling you this for a while, but you behaved yourselves and earned the right to know. Chad knows a little bit, if he was paying attention. This wasn’t some random attack, you were chosen because of who you work with and work for. The name Natalie Daniels ring a bell?
Melissa’s eyes go wide. Michelle barely moves.
MELISSA
Yeah.
GARY
It’s her fault that you were attacked. You worked with her to hurt someone close to us. You were attacked because you listened to the wrong girl. If she ever asks for help again, you don’t help her. She tells you what to do, remember what happened here tonight, and think about how much worse it could’ve been. She’s persona non grata. She’s not welcome. Not like she ever cared about any of you. You don’t ever help her again. Got it.
MELISSA
I think so. What about Michelle?
GARY
She’ll zonk out soon enough. The pills are to calm her down and ease the pain. She’ll fall asleep shortly after getting back. Anything else?
Melissa looks at Chad. He shakes his head. Michelle might as well be on Mars.
MELISSA
No. Nothing else.
GARY
Good. Like I said, don’t say shit to anyone, especially anyone named Daniels. We find out you talked, well, we know where each of you live. Let’s go.
Gary stands up. Paul joins him in helping the kids out of the room.
EXT. ROADSIDE MOTEL – NIGHT
Gary and Paul escort the kids back to the van. After making sure the kids are in the van, they go back to the room.
A beat.
They return with Jonas and Tyrell, both fully dressed. Gary enters the van while Paul joins Vinny and Chuckie on the balcony. The van starts up and leaves. Vinny and Chuckie finally take off their masks.
CHUCKIE
Fucking hell, I hate wearing this shit.
VINNY
I know, right. Fucking uncomfortable.
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PART 4
INT. VBC TRAVEL VAN - NIGHT
Tyrell drives. Gary is in the far back, he has a small bag on his lap. Chad and Melissa sit with each other, while Michelle spends the trip in a mix of shell-shocked and crying into Jonas’s shoulder.
GARY
Remember, you had an impactful experience, seeing how the less fortunate lived. You’ll never forget this experience. Say anything else, and it’ll end bad for you.
Tyrell nods. The van makes much quicker time back to the church than leaving it.
EXT. VENETO BAPTIST CHURCH – NIGHT
The van returns to the church. Everyone gets out, with Tyrell going first and Gary bringing up the rear. Jonas helps Michelle inside while Melissa and Chad hold each other out of view of the rest of the church.
INT. VBC REC CENTER – NIGHT
The kids that stayed behind were starting to fall asleep while some religious movie played on the projector. They were strewn about, laying in sleeping bags or on cots.
Jamie sees them return and walks over, but sees them acting weird.
JAMIE
What took so long, you’ve been gone all night, what happened?
Jonas looks at his brother, but before he could say anything, Gary as Pastor Mitch interjected.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I’m sorry Brother Jamie, I do apologize for worrying you. We went to a local motel and there were a lot of souls that needed helped, some families that needed counseling, some lost souls that needed some guidance back to the light. The Lord works in mysterious ways, but one of those is not by a punch clock.
JONAS
Yes, it was a, an illuminating and eye-opening experience. I’ll tell you all about it later on. The kids had a bit of a rough night, so we’re going to get some sleep.
JAMIE
Rough night?
GARY
(Southern Accent)
Ever see a family digging through a dumpster for food or living out of a motel, or hear gunshots from across the street?
JAMIE
Can’t say that I have.
GARY
(Southern Accent)
I believe it’s safe to assume these kids haven’t either.
JAMIE
Wait, you said gunshots?
TYRELL
Just another Saturday night in Veneto. Don’t worry, the kids were nowhere near the shooting. Probably just some gang bangers or something down the street.
Jamie looked shocked. Jonas doesn’t say or do anything. Instead, he’s trying to keep Michelle from passing out where she stands.
JONAS
Could someone give me a hand with her? She’s not as light as she seems.
JAMIE
Hold on.
Jamie moves to Michelle’s other side and holds her under her arms. Tyrell walks in front of them.
TYRELL
Let’s take her to my office, we can set up a cot and she can have a good night’s sleep there.
JAMIE
Good idea.
The three pastors walk down the hallway, bringing Michelle with them. Chad and Melissa slip off, away from everyone else, looking for a secluded corner. Gary slinks off into the background of the center, but is seen by Pastor Reginald. He flags Gary down, waving him over to follow him to his office.
INT. PASTOR REGGIE’S OFFICE – NIGHT
Pastor Reggie enters his office. Once Gary enters, Reggie closes the door. Reggie looks none too pleased with Gary.
REGGIE
Where’s Tyrell?
GARY
Helping put one of the girls to bed.
INT. TYRELL’S OFFICE – NIGHT
Tyrell opens the door to his office. It’s small, with just a small desk, one office chair behind it, and a chair in front of it for visitors. Most of the room is taken up by cot. Jamie and Jonas enter, carrying Michelle with them. They lay her down on the cot.
JAMIE
Thanks.
JONAS
My brother and I are going to make sure she gets to sleep, did you want to...
TYRELL
No, I have to go talk to Pastor Reggie, let him know how things are going, then go keep an eye on the rest of the kids.
JONAS
We’ll catch up shortly.
Tyrell turned to leave when he caught a glimpse of Jonas’s hand on Michelle’s thigh. He pays it no mind as he leaves the office.
INT. VBC HALLWAY – NIGHT
Tyrell takes a couple steps down the hallway from his office on the way to Pastor Reggie’s office, when he hears the distinct sounds of his office door closing and locking. He looks over his shoulder, confirming what he heard.
Tyrell turns back, heading to Pastor Reggie’s office.
INT. PASTOR REGGIE’S OFFICE – NIGHT
There is a knock at the door. Reggie opens it, revealing Tyrell.
REGGIE
Come on in.
Tyrell enters, Reggie closes the door behind him.
TYRELL
Pastor Reg-
REGGIE
Don’t say a word. I don’t want to know what happened, where you went, or what you plan to say to get me to look the other way. Just. Don’t. Got it.
TYRELL
Understood, sir. Could I say one thing?
REGGIE
What?
TYRELL
I don’t trust those guys. They’re up to some shit.
REGGIE
What do you mean?
TYRELL
It’s kind of complicated, but they might be up to something with that girl.
REGGIE
What? I’m gonna go over there-
Tyrell puts his hands up, stopping Reggie from leaving.
TYRELL
Sir, I’ve got a bad feeling this might be a problem that’s more of a Gary solution than a Pastor Reggie solution.
Reggie looks at Tyrell than Gary.
REGGIE
None of our people get hurt or dragged into this, got it?
Gary nods.
GARY
Got it.
REGGIE
Now get out of here.
Gary and Tyrell leave.
INT. VBC HALLWAY – NIGHT
Gary and Tyrell walk a few feet away from Reggie’s door, down the hall away from Tyrell’s office and toward the rec center. They both check to make sure the coast is clear before talking softly.
GARY
What’s up?
TYRELL
Jonas asked if I wanted to stick around with them in my office with that girl. When I left, I saw Jonas’s hand creeping up her thigh. After I left, they locked the door, it’s just those two guys and a passed out girl on a cot in my office.
Gary nods his head.
GARY
I’ll take care of this. Your office, that’s the one at the end of the hall?
TYRELL
Yeah, right there.
GARY
Any lights outside, windows, adjoining doors?
TYRELL
Just one window facing outside. Shade is drawn, but it doesn’t cover the transom. I left the window cracked a bit since it’s hot as fuck out.
GARY
I’ll see what I can do.
TYRELL
I know she went through some shit, but last thing I want is that girl coming back saying she got raped in our church. Bad press, man. Bad press.
GARY
I got it. Go do your thing.
Gary walks down the hallway towards Tyrell’s office, quiet as a mouse. Tyrell heads towards the Rec Center.
INT. VBC DAY CARE ROOM – NIGHT
Chad and Melissa finally found some privacy in the church’s day care room. They pulled out a few pillows used for nap time and set them up for a place to lay down. Chad lay down first, and Melissa cuddled up with him.
CHAD
You okay?
MELISSA
Not really, no. What kind of question is that?
CHAD
A dumb one, but I don’t know where to start. It’s better than ‘how’s dinner?’
Melissa chuckled.
CHAD
See? That would be a stupid question.
MELISSA
What do we do? I mean, I’ve got so many things going through my head. Like, why me, what next, how is any of this fair, and why are we dragged into this mess? You heard what that guy said? I don’t want to have kids, I’m too young to be a mom, how will we afford this, what do we tell our parents if or when I get pregnant? What about school, any plans we had? I was supposed to go college, not become a mom in high school. It’s just, it’s just not fair.
Melissa cries into Chad’s chest. Chad hugs her and kisses her forehead.
CHAD
It’s okay Miss, we’ll get through this.
MELISSA
What about Michelle? You saw what they did to her. That would’ve been me if you hadn’t done what you did. If you chose her, I would’ve been, would’ve been...
CHAD
I know. I didn’t really have a choice.
Melissa looked up at him, tears in her eyes.
MELISSA
What?
CHAD
I don’t think I had a choice. I could help one of my best friends, or I could watch her get raped by a dozen guys in a seedy motel room. That wasn’t much of a choice on my part.
Melissa leaned up and kissed him. He kissed her back.
MELISSA
So where do we go from here?
CHAD
I don’t know. Is this like boyfriend girlfriend stuff? I’ve never done anything like this before, so I don’t know where to go to.
MELISSA
Neither have I. Before tonight, I wanted to wait until my wedding night to make love to my husband, but this...
CHAD
This changes things.
MELISSA
Yeah. Just a bit.
Chad plays with her hair.
CHAD
So...
MELISSA
So?
CHAD
Are we? Boyfriend and girlfriend?
Melissa kissed him.
CHAD
Is that a yes?
MELISSA
Yes.
She kissed him again, then nuzzled her head in his chest. Before he knows it, she’s asleep.
CHAD
Miss? Missy? Oh well.
Chad holds Melissa as she sleeps before passing out himself.
EXT. VBC YARD – NIGHT
Gary walks outside around the church, smoking a cigarette. He makes his way to Tyrell’s office. He looks at the window, seeing that the glass is open but the shade is drawn closed. After a couple more puffs, he puts it out in the grass. Gary leans in closer to the window. He hears Jamie and Jonas talking in hushed tones.
JONAS (O.S)
Come on, you know you want to.
JAMIE (O.S)
You sure about this? Like, you really sure about this?
Gary reaches into his small bag and pulls out a memo tape recorder. Quietly, expertly, he starts it recording and places the device on the outside windowsill, quiet as a mouse.
INT. TYRELL’S OFFICE – NIGHT
Jamie stands by the door, arms crossed. Jonas sits on the cot, his hand on Michelle’s leg as he rubs it, steadily creeping up her skirt. Michelle lays on the cot, eyes closed. The men continue talking, quietly.
JAMIE
I mean, what if she wakes up?
JONAS
Dude, bro, she’s out. They gave her some stuff back at the motel, she’s been zonked the whole car drive and is passed out. She could sleep through a bomb at this point.
JAMIE
What the hell happened earlier?
JONAS
I’ll tell you later, but let’s just say that she’s fair game now. Any way you wish, she’s open. And if she does wake up, she won’t be able to fight back.
Jonas’s hand is now completely inside of Michelle’s skirt.
JAMIE
I don’t know man, what if they come around and check.
JONAS
We’ll be alright. What’s the matter, too old for you?
JAMIE
Jonas, not cool. Don’t say those kinds of things away from home.
JONAS
I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you.
Jonas pulls his hand from underneath Michelle’s skirt. He moves his hand up to the clasp on her skirt and undoes it, loosening her skirt. Jonas pushes her skirt all the way up over her hips and around her belly.
JAMIE
What are you doing?
JONAS
Making it up to you. Now, you want to give me a hand with this?
Jonas maneuvers Michelle’s body around to get her pantyhose and panties over her butt and down her legs. Jamie comes over and grabs her lower legs.
JONAS
All the way off or stop here?
JAMIE
Stop here. Putting these back on are a real pain in the keester.
Jamie pushes the panties and pantyhose down around Michelle’s ankles. Jonas gets off the cot, letting Jamie get in position between Michelle’s legs. Jamie undoes his belt and pants, then slides his khakis and underwear down his legs. Jamie looks at Michelle, then at Jonas.
JAMIE
You absolutely sure?
JONAS
Yes, absolutely. She’s out like a light, had enough drugs to knock out an elephant, and even if she remembers, she can’t go to anyone about this. We play our cards right, we might have a new toy for a while, but tonight she won’t talk. She has too much to lose.
Jamie nodded, then spit in his hand. He rubbed his cock with his spit, then pressed it into Michelle’s pussy. He let out a sigh as he felt her warmth and tightness. Jamie fucked Michelle as she lay on the cot, unmoving and apparently dead to the world. He thrust into her a few dozen times before he convulsed, unleashing his seed inside her pussy.
Jamie lay for a moment, trying to catch his breath.
JAMIE
Wow, she’s really tight. That was great.
Jamie pulled out of Michelle and slowly made his way off of the cot. He dressed as he stood. Michelle rolled over on her side. Jonas climbed on the cot, and shoved his dick into her twat.
JONAS
Oh, my lord, she is divine.
Jonas started fucking Michelle. Just like his brother, it only took a few dozen thrusts before he came inside her. Jonas pulled out of her pussy, leaving a small trail of semen behind. Jonas pulled off his polo shirt and undershirt, then used the undershirt to clean up Michelle and the cot.
JAMIE
Let me give you a hand with that.
Jamie helped Jonas get Michelle dressed again. Jonas looks at her face, her eyes are closed.
JONAS
See, look. Still out. Slept through the whole thing. Nothing to worry about.
JAMIE
Aside from maybe getting her pregnant.
JONAS
Don’t worry. You know we’ll take care of it. Besides, it’s not like it would be ours, anyway.
Jamie cuts Jonas a look.
JONAS
I’ll tell you about it later. Let’s go check the rest of the kids and get some sleep.
Jonas and Jamie, now fully dressed, leave Tyrell’s office and close the door behind them.
A beat.
Michelle, who pretended to be asleep the whole time, pulls her knees into her chest and cries after being raped by her pastors. As she’s crying, she looks up, over at the window. The main part of the window is covered with a drawn shade, but the transom, the small piece of glass above the main window, is uncovered.
EXT. VBC YARD – NIGHT
The tape recorder sits on the windowsill, but Gary is not around. He’s not in the bushes, or the parking lot. He’s up in a tree, a tree which has a direct view through the transom into part of Tyrell’s office. Gary sits in the tree, with a professional 35mm camera. He takes a couple final pictures of Michelle crying on the cot before climbing down and retrieving his tape recorder.
INT. VBC REC CENTER – MORNING
In the morning, everyone wakes up. The adults are sore from sleeping on the cots, but the teens are quick to wake up.
Everyone except the people that went to the motel. Jonas is probably the best off of the group, and he looks miserable.
Chad and Melissa arrive, hand in hand but let go right after entering the room. They walk around, looking for Michelle. Eventually Michelle enters, looking like death warmed over. Chad and Michelle walk her over to one of the tables and sit her down. Chad gets the three of them some breakfast and cups of coffee.
The pastors get some breakfast and coffee. Gary, who didn’t sleep, is on his 4th cup of coffee by the time everyone else is settled. They’re busy eating.
REGGIE
Pastor Jonas, Pastor Jamie, how do you think your mission went last night?
The two white pastors look at each other. Jonas speaks up first.
JONAS
I think it went well. It was an eye-opening experience, one I don’t think we’ll ever forget.
JAMIE
Agreed. We’d like to thank you for your hospitality and letting us into your place of worship. This has truly been enlightening.
Gary looked at the two white pastors, then at Tyrell and Reggie. Tyrell looked nervous, but Reggie was calm. He took a bite of scrambled eggs, then looked back to Jonas.
REGGIE
You were gone for quite a while last night, must’ve been one big adventure.
TYRELL
We went down to the Roadside Motel, there’s a lot for a preacher to do down there.
JONAS
Yes. We saw some things that will take a while to process. Where we come from, we don’t see this side of humanity. Our poor are driving used cars or don’t have the latest video game systems. This was a whole different level of poor. It’s, it’s...
JAMIE
It’s different.
JONAS
Exactly. It’s different. It really makes you feel fortunate for what you have.
Jamie and Jonas nodded their heads. Reggie could smell the bullshit from a mile away, but went no further.
REGGIE
I’m glad you were able to come out and help last night.
Reggie took another bite of scrambled eggs, eyeing Gary, Tyrell, Jonas, Jamie, and the kids that left with them last night. The only one to make eye contact with him was Gary.
Everyone finished their breakfasts. Some of the kids talked amongst each other, but Chad, Melissa, and Michelle were quiet.
INT. VBC CHAPEL – DAY
It is Sunday morning, and the chapel is sparsely populated for the first service of the day. The crowd consists of a few early rising senior citizens, one or two small families, and the people that slept over last night. Pastor Reggie, dressed in resplendent robes, stands in front of the church, giving a sermon.
REGGIE
It’s easy to recognize sin when it comes falling from the sky as murder or thievery, but what about pride? What about the sin of looking the other way when evil takes root? Sin doesn’t grow without being fed. Sin is like a tree. Just like a tree needs water, sin needs to be fed, cared for and cultivated.
Pastor Tyrell, dressed in similar regalia to Reggie, sits on a pew near the altar.
REGGIE (O.S.)
Sin never starts out large. It never starts out as robbing a bank, shooting up a school, or gang raping a girl. It starts as the seeds of those sins.
Jamie and Jonas sit in the pews, heads down and listening to Pastor Reggie.
REGGIE (O.S.)
Sin starts as the seeds of greed, of wrath, of lust, of wanting what we can’t have.
Michelle, Melissa, and Chad sit near the back. Michelle is lost in thought. Chad and Melissa have their heads down, but are holding hands out of view of others.
REGGIE (O.S.)
It starts small, as a small misdeed, but soon is watered with lies, with treachery, with actions.
Gary is in the back row, sunglasses over his eyes as he watches.
REGGIE (O.S.)
Before too long, our sapling of sin is as large as a redwood, towering over the skyline. We must always be vigilant to keep sin out of our hearts and out of our minds.
Reggie looks over the crowd. No one looks like they were listening. Yet another 8AM Sunday service where he’s preaching to himself.
REGGIE
Thus endeth the lesson for the day.
EXT. VBC PARKING LOT - DAY
Gary stood by the church door, smoking a cigarette. He’s using a pay phone, dialing a pager number and leaving a code. In the lot, most of the kids were busy saying their goodbyes with their counterparts. Melissa helped Michelle into the FUHC Travel Van. After a moment, she exited the van and disappeared from view. So did Chad. Gary left his position, and found the two teens making out behind the church. Gary cleared his throat, and the two kids jumped.
GARY
Here.
Gary handed Chad a folded note with a telephone number.
CHAD
What’s this?
GARY
That’s a pager number. We’ll be keeping eyes on things, but if things ever get so bad that you need help, or need to talk to someone, page that number.
CHAD
Why? Why would I ever reach out to you?
GARY
You never know when you need a bad guy. Now, I was gonna remind you to keep your end of the deal, but it looks like I don’t need to.
Chad pulls Melissa closer to him and takes a protective step forward.
CHAD
No, you don’t.
GARY
Good. See ya around.
Gary turns to leave.
MELISSA
What about Michelle?
Gary turns back.
GARY
What about her?
MELISSA
You said you’d leave her alone, but this morning she was a mess. Something happened last night.
GARY
Yeah, it wasn’t us.
Melissa looks at him dumbfounded and skeptical.
GARY
You’ll find out when the time’s right, but you’re smart. You’ll put the pieces together one of these days. Have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, which isn’t much.
Gary waved and walked off. Melissa let out a sigh as Chad held her, his arms shaking like leaves from standing up to Gary.
Tyrell was by the front door, changed back into his normal clothes, having a smoke. Gary walked over, motioned for Tyrell to join him as they walked and smoked.
TYRELL
Sup next?
GARY
Hopefully I get some fucking sleep.
TYRELL
You hear anything from Bob yet?
GARY
Not yet, but once I do, I’ll give you a buzz.
TYRELL
Cool, I wanna see that bitch scream and cry.
GARY
Speaking of screaming and crying, what’d you think of last night? You were right not to take that bet about the money.
TYRELL
Shit, was not expecting that. Y’all are some sick fucks, y’all know that?
Gary nods.
TYRELL
Still, I got me some. You find out anything last night?
GARY
A bit. The Daniels boys decided to help themselves a little last night, taking advantage of the situation. We won’t do anything to her, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they tried some shit. By the way, if you ever decide to do some shit in your office, either cover that transom or cut that tree down.
TYRELL
Noted. Anything else?
GARY
Nah, I’m gonna go home, get some sleep. It’s been a long night. Let me know if you hear anything.
The two men high five-fist bump-shake-bro hug.
TYRELL
Will do. Later.
GARY
Later.
Tyrell walks off. Just as Gary’s about to get into Chuckie’s Geo Metro, his pager buzzes. He looks at it. It’s from Bob. It’s the pager code that says “Mission Accomplished.” Gary smiled, then entered the car and drove off.
FADE OUT:
THE END
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Excellent script and well paced!! Glad to see a ending to this story... thou I do not think Natalie not going enjoy her adventure! +merit
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VERY NICE. MERIT FROM ME
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Enjoyed it a lot.
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Excellent script and well paced!! Glad to see a ending to this story... thou I do not think Natalie not going enjoy her adventure! +merit
Thank you. I'm working on Natalie's adventure next. I think you might be right on that. >:D
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VERY NICE. MERIT FROM ME
Thank you Baronr.
Enjoyed it a lot.
Muchos Gracias Grendel.