*Hey just me disclaiming. I don't own happy tree friends and I am not getting any profit for this story. Blah blah blah anyway enjoy and I will be updating the second chapter pretty soon I'm a fast updater I promise ;) Anyway enjoy and oh by the way it has bad language, sexual themes, violence and well possible rape. If you're not into that then don't read :). Sorry for the long first chapter but I promise the second chapter is where all the good stuff is going to be :3. Enjoy my little munchkins :3

~She will come. I have done it. She will love me, she will belong to me. She will give in to me and my desires. I have done it. Now all I have to do is wait for her to fall into my arms.~

The sun shone dimly into my small room, a bright streak of light escaping through my curtains. This was the day. Finally I get to meet my old friend, Flippy. I haven't seen him in 6 years. I wondered how it's going to be, to finally see Flippy again. The last time I saw him was when I was eleven and he was fourteen. He got taken away to a different orphanage than me, and I heard he had joined the army at the fragile age of fifteen. Now that he was back in town, I was probably the only one to hear about it as Flippy didn't really like anyone from our town. I stretched and smiled to myself. I was finally going to see my old friend again.

I poured myself a cup of tea, my morning ritual, and glanced over at the cake I had especially prepared for this day. It stood on the counter, as inviting and delicious as yesterday when I had made it. It was on short notice when Flippy called me but I still managed to make it. I was quite surprised by his phone call and I asked him how he got my number. He simply replied that he got it in the town reception. As I was from the local orphanage, it was probably very easy to get hold of my number even though I had left it a year ago. I was now independent at the age of seventeen, and also very lonely. I didn't really have many friends… only some ...acquaintances I suppose. Some people I talked to. My anxiety disorder made it very difficult for me to socialize. My best years were when I met flippy when I was nine. I still remembered that day.

~I had wandered away from the orphanage into a nearby forest. I loved nature and wanted to just take a quiet walk. Birds chirped and the sun shone down onto my delighted face. As I was enjoying the scenery, I had heard some kind of chatter and i quietly walked towards the source of the sounds. I hid behind an oak tree and when I was sure I was not seen, I peeked through some branches and leaves, even though my brick red hair probably gave me away. The sight before me was that of about five boys talking among themselves.

"Now don't you tell anyone that I stole these magazines lads. Hey Gin you know who I would absolutely ride the hell out of?" their coarse language made me blush. "Who?" one of the boys asked. "Jenny… oh I so would" Laughter broke out between the boys.

Jenny… that name rang a bell. I knew her! She was the nice quiet girl who always helped me with my homework! I decided I would tell her and I turned around to head back. Just when I did, my feet betrayed me and I stepped on a branch. It vibrated quite loudly through the forest and the boys grew silent. My heart started pumping and my thoughts raced. Surely, now, I was doomed. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. This was it… this was the end… My whole body told me to run but all I could do is stand there, immobile and helpless.

"Who the fuck are you?" one of the boys barked as he ran towards me. He was quite tall and to me seemed like a scary monster. I winced at his bad language and quietly replied "F-f-flaky".

"What have you heard, Flaky?" "N-n-nothing I swear!" I felt a pang of guilt because I truly did not want to have to tell a lie, so I crossed my fingers in the childish hope that that would cleanse my guilt.

"Liar" he hissed and his facial expression told me that I had better start running.

So I did just that. But before I could even take five steps, he grabbed a hold of me. "You know my secret, so now...you have to pay," he mocked.

"I'll ...I'll give you any-anything you want!" I cried out "Please just let me go…"

His crooked mocking smile told me otherwise.

"You do have something I want...God you're so small…Lads! Help me, hold her hands and legs down… I go first and then it's your turn" he sneered and his companions did as he told them.

I had no idea what he meant, but when he started unzipping his fly,just then, I got an idea of what he wanted. All the other boys did was start laughing.

"No!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Nobody's going to hear you, bitch," the brunette boy replied with an evil smile. His irises were slits and I could see a desire in his chestnut eyes that scared me. He attempted to rip my shirt but I started thrashing with all my might. "NO NO NO NO PLEASE PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" I was screaming in panic. "You poor little bitch! Nobody is going to hear you," the boy replied with a smirk.

"Except me" an unfamiliar voice rasped.

Everyone, including me, was so startled that there was a moment of silence.

"Hey buddy, get the fuck outta here! This is none of your business," one of the much younger blonde boys replied. "Get. The. Fuck. Off. Of. Her. NOW!" the unfamiliar boy stressed every word with a very threatening tone. The brunette boy looked startled at first, but then he regained his senses.

"Or what?" he jokingly asked my defender, to which he replied with pulling out a knife. It glistened in the light that escaped through the tree eyes of the boys widened in fright.

"Lads, let's get the hell out of here!" one of the boys shrieked and dropping me, they all disappeared into the trees.

"Flaky, are you alright?" my hero ran towards me and picked me up in his arms. He was only twelve, but already he had sorrow and experience in his piercing emerald eyes. He was quite muscular and had hair the same colour as his stunning eyes.

"I'm quite al-alright" I muttered. "How do you know my name?"

He smiled softly at me " I've seen you around. I'm flippy, by the way. Don't worry, they won't ever bother you again" he promised.

Somehow, I believed him. From then on, we became friends. Even though he was three years older than me, he still looked after me and stood up for me. We would tell each other secrets and I only felt safe around him. I told him about my parents dying in a car crash and how alone I felt. Just then he gave me a promise. A promise that we will always be together. From that day I trusted him more and more even though he never told me anything about himself and he became my reason for living. When he got moved to another orphanage, it broke my heart. He told me to be good and to look after myself. He also told me that nobody will bother me and we will meet again. After much crying, I finally decided I would wait for him. I would try hard and be a good girl.

So after six years, I got to meet my one and only friend again. I was so excited. This was the day that I was so longing for. I put on my grey coat that was a bit too big for me, checked myself in the mirror, made sure that I had the cake and ran out of the door.

Checking the note I had written for myself, I was sure I had the right house. It was dulling grey and it looked almost abandoned. There was no way to see inside the house as all the windows were covered with dark blue curtains. I had thought nothing of it, even though the house looked a bit suspicious. I walked through the dying grass, and knocked gently on the dark oak door. After about 30 seconds of waiting, someone had finally answered the door.

"Hello?" a husky voice answered. I was surprised by the low voice and had thought that I got the wrong address. I was about to apologize when the door fully opened. A man twice my size stood in front of me. The same emerald eyes glinted at me. Flippy's hair was the same length, to the half of his neck, but now suited him better. He gently smiled at me and patted my hair. I blushed at his appearance. He had army clothes on and that confused me because he wasn't supposed to be on duty.

"Hey, Flaky… How's my little girl?" he said gently in his new to me mature broken voice. I now blushed violently and tried to speak.

"F-f-lip- you- you- cha-changed," I stuttered.

He smiled and kneeled down to be on the same level as me. "So did you… but in a good way. You still have these amazing amber eyes though" he smirked and I could feel his eyes on me. It was almost like... he was checking me out.

"Oh, do come in Flaky, I have some tea brewing."