The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 12

The last glorious summer.

I came around slowly, sleep not wanting to give up its hold over my body, to the sound of slow deep breathing. The bits of my body that didn’t still hurt ached with the night’s excesses. I looked over at the two beautiful forms I had spent the night with Faye had her thumb in her mouth her lips pull into a cute little smile of contentment, Lucy had her arms wrapped around Faye as the big spoon in a far deeper sleep. I couldn’t blame her, it had been a fun night and she had been the centre of it, I had lost count of the number of times we had forced her exhausted body back to another climax.

I managed to move my arm from under their heads with waking them, it was dead and I grunted in pain as I moved. I went to the bathroom and would have gone straight back to bed but the smell of cooking food dragged me to the kitchen.

“Alreet da” I said as my legs gave out and I half feel into a chair “what time did you get back?”

“Alreet Rave, about 7 last night but I don’t think you heard me over the screaming. Liam paid up then?” he asked.

“Aye, was the any doubt, if you didn’t hear I kicked his arse last week” and I was still hurting from it “where we really so loud?”

“Unless he was more than a mile away I think it is safe to say that Liam knows you slept with his sister, the lungs on that girl” he placed a mug of tea on the table in front of me. The mug of tea is the best thing we ever came up with, it has powers far beyond anything in the world, it is on the mug of tea that the British Empire was built “I say this horde of natives have just cut off my leg” “here have a nice mug of tea” “Now that did the trick, let’s go shoot them and nick their country”.

The hot liquid did more than the trick, bringing me back from the edge of sleep to a nice place just this side of tired.

“You should see the other things on her da, I am going to have to see if I can get Liam to gamble more often” I said with a lopsided grin. I gave them a good half hour before I took them a cup of tea and woke them up. Lucy wore a robe that belonged to Faye, it really was very small on her, and it left little to the imagination. We sat and ate breakfast in a comfortable silences, it didn’t matter that we where different gangs, it didn’t matter that me and her brother where going to go at each other over this, right now we where friends and it was nice.

We had to get going soon so I hurried them to the shower. On seeing Lucy with her hair wet I thought about having sex with her again but the really wasn’t time, and I wasn’t all that sure I could get it up. We walked her back to the squat to meat Liam, we got there just before midday and the loan was up, from the look of it he had been waiting for some time. I kissed Lucy gently on the lips.

“You still look great” I said to her “take care of this one Liam or we will have words” threatening him about his own sister was low but he was going to come after me anyway and I wanted him to have a good reason to fight me that his lad would have to except, without telling them he was screwing his sister.

There were 5 weeks left of that summer and they where probably the happiest weeks I spent on the estate. Liam did come after me, leading three rides on Lacy’s corner within the next two weeks, but I liked the violence, it was part of who I was. It ended with him taking a kicking but I kept it within reason and he wasn’t badly hurt.

Cain took me under his wing that summer he was the gang’s fixers, its leg breaker and its killer. He got all the dirty jobs and for some reason he never told me he decided to pass his skill set onto me. He had started before I knew he had, it was him that had got me put on Lacy’s corner so I could cover for him just to see how I would respond and he liked how I had handled it. The training started with basic skills like how to pick a good lock, how to hot wire a car, how to pick pockets. I could do most of the stuff already but he showed me how to do it well.

Next came weapons, while using weapons was looked down on as weak it didn’t mean that they weren’t useful. He gave me three and showed me how to use them. The first was a knife, the is a big difference between knife fighting and any other kind of violence, it takes about two pounds per square inch of pressure to break human skin and you will be surprise how soft that is when slashing with a knife. Where to aim to wound and how much force takes a lot of work, where to aim to kill and how much force is far easier and defences with blades is a much more fluid process. The Knife he gave me was legal, 6 inch blade long with a folding blade but it was still a nasty thing, but I was to only carry it if it was going to be used.

The second weapon was the baseball bat, well it wasn’t a baseball bat they are too long and thin for proper use as a weapon, it was really a junior softball bat, 26 inches long, 2 inches wide at the top, of aluminium, enough weight to do damage, light enough to still spin and move with ease. I liked to bat, I was good with it, once you work out that the whole bat is a weapon not just the swing it become a very effective tool, the jab, the hook, using the handle and the end became a whole new animal.