The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 10

Rave’s back baby.

I walked out of the hospital with a spring in my step, they had x-rayed my rib cage again, it was all better. I could have told them that, you ran your hand down my chest you could feel the two bumps of the fresh bone under the muscle. I was having a feeling that I hadn’t had in years. I didn’t hurt, not at all, I wasn’t coming of a ripped muscle, a sprained joint, a pulled ligament I didn’t have any old bruises or healing scrapes. I was 100% fine and I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way. I knew it wouldn’t last long, I knew I was weak, my core strength had taken a real hit from the wound and the six weeks of doing nothing. Soon I would need to start working to get it back, people like me wouldn’t last that long being weak but still it would be nice not to hurt for a bit.

I got into my dad’s car, it really was a shed, and we drove home, he dropped me off at the edge of the estate, he had been able to take the morning off work to take me but didn’t want to risk the afternoon. I walked home across the estate it was a school day so the streets where mostly clear of gang members, most of the older ones had better things to do than sit around on corners at low times in the day. I saw a few addicts shuffling around but most of them left for town at this time in an attempt to scrape together enough money to get them high. It always got to me how a few hours or a handful of streets could make the world of difference.

I let myself in to the flat.

“So?” Faye asked me from across the room.

“I thought you went to school, I know you left for there this morning, did you get lost?”

“So?”

“I am fine, my ribs are all better” after six week of Faye imposing near celibacy on me I picked her up as if she weight nothing and slammed her into the wall, kissing her deeply. It took a lot of self restraint not to take her right there but I made myself let her go and dragged her to the bedroom. She gave a fake attempt at resisting me but I knew she wanted this as bad as me. The second the bedroom door closed she jumped on me, throwing her arms around my neck and pushing me back so my knees hit the bed pivoting me backwards onto my back.

I like to think that most of the time when Faye and I where alone in bed we would make love or at least have sex but this was just simple animalistic fucking. I grabbed a handful of her hair and flipped her onto her back. I sent buttons flying as I ripped open her shirt, she grabbed hold of both sides of my collar of my T-shirt and pulled ripping the fabric down to the bottom seem where it snagged. I grabbed hold of her bra and forced it over her still growing breasts. I leaned in and took her nipple into my mouth sucking hungrily making her gasp. I had to break off contact so I could look down to take off her pants, breaking a shirt is hot ripping her school pants would get me in real trouble.

My own pants dropped to my knees, I didn’t bother to take them off, I pulled her panties to the side and went at it. My cock was hard, she was starting to get wet but wasn’t really ready yet but I was too worked up to care and anyway she got wet quick enough. I rapped my hand around her throat, applying enough pressure that she would know it was there but not enough to hurt her. It was rough and nasty but it was still very, very good. Her hips moved in time with my quick hard trust, her breast bounced wildly.

It didn’t last long, I didn’t try to stop myself, this was about my need to get off. Even so he I shot my load deep inside her I felt her cunt contract around my cock as she reached her own orgasm. Our bodies rocked and twitched together in ecstasy. I rolled off her and let her up, I lay on the bed and she came to lie next to me.

A couple of seconds ago we were all passion and lust now we were calm and love. She snuggled up next to me lightly tracing her fingers alone the fresh pink scar on my stomach. I dozed with her for a bit still half dressed. We woke up and got naked I was tempted to have sex with her again but it was too nice just to lie there with her warm body in my arms. Soon I would have stuff to do to tell people I am back but for now I was just going to lie here with the girl I loved.

The next day I began to get into shape, working out and training hard, I ran with Taz I had slowed a bit but I had more skills so I still kept up as the roof tops flew under us, it still took me the best part of a month to get close to how I used to be, but before I could really get going I had to make a few statements.

The first was to bring Lacy’s corner back under my full control. I did this by finding the lad who had pushed me the night I was injured, he still worked on the corner he had thought that I had forgotten all about it, and breaking the fingers in his left hand while asking pointed question about who put him up to it.