When They Colide

CHAPTER 3

Warning there might be some things in this chapter that are more mature. For example, SA. Thank you for reading.
I went home and got my bag ready for training. I decided to do boxing today. So I pack a usual rash guard, gloves, hand wrapped, and shoes. I only wear a rash guard cuz it's comfy. It's black with red, white, and pink line-ish looking things. I guess I'm not very creative.

I start walking to my gym. My headphones on. I don't hear him behind me... The daylight... I get pushed into an alley. I stumble but don't fall. I quickly turn to face him and talked off my headphones.

Him... He pins me to a wall and I feel fearful... Kaine... He...  Some ghetto kid from my neighborhood.

"Hm your face seems awfully hurt~ who did that to you?" You you bastard. You did this... "Hm not very talkative. Whatever. Your still very handsome~" he kisses my cheek gently. A bandage stopping him from touching my skin. "This is why I regret beating you up... You cover the wounds. Your ashamed of it, hm?" He starts pulling the bandage off. Slowly.

"Ah-" I whimper and flinch.

"God, your adorable." He peels it fully off. "Hm.... Hehehhe. I did pretty good." He gets close and lightly grazing my wound with his thumb... He opens his mouth and licks across the wound on my jaw. Placing his other hand on the back of my neak.

"Why aren't you fighting me off? You must be used to it already, huh? Such a good boy~ I love when you let me toy with you."

I let out a low groan as he suddenly sucks on the wound. Snapping my mouth closed. He pulls away.

"Whatever. That's enough for today. See you later, pretty boy~" he smacks my cheek playfully as if it were a game then walks off grinning.

I stand there for a moment. Waiting till he's fully gone before walking again.

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I get to my training gym and my coach welcomes me by scolding me. "What happened to your face?! May you know better than this. How many times have I told you not to get into fights?"

Raym my coach. He's a sweet man.  He worries for me as if I'm his responsibility.

"Are you here to box?" I nod. "I won't allow it. Go do juijitsu!'

"But-" I try to protest.

"Nope. No buts. Go. You aren't boxing. Look at your hands. You shouldn't even be here."

"Yes, sir..." I silk and walk over to the change rooms. Changing into my rash guard. A long sleeve skintight shirt along with shirts. I decided not to bring my spats. (Leggings looking things) So I went in a top and shorts and entered the mat. Bowing at the entrance. As I was taught...

As a good boy... Kaine is still in my head... He doesn't look very intimidating... But, fuck... I can't beat him... I don't know if it's my mind holding me back or I'm just not strong or quick enough.

I sit on the mat and do some quick calesthetics. L sit. Head stand. Hand stand. Hand stand push-ups. Followed up with bridges a d neak rolling. My ribs are so sore... Must be from last night... I feel like shit... Now that I realize it, I'm glad I followed instructor Rays advice.

I enjoy my hour long juijitsu session. After I finish, I decided to take a shower in the gym showers. They are private which is amazing. The hot water on my skin... At my house, the water isn't nearly this warm. It feels so nice... Trickling down my body. My abs. My hips. My collarbone. My arms... God, it's almost orgasmic. I don't know why, but I've always been sensitive to touch. Just not pain. I have a high pain tolerance. Just stimulation....

I wipe those thoughts out of my head and wash my hair and body. Drying myself moments later and going to dress myself.

It's 3:30 already... I'll go home first then go to Stefan's house.

I leave the gym and start walking home. Only about a 20 min walk.

I get home and change into warmer clothes for the evening. A black and pink sweater half unzipped over another white wife beater. Baggy jenes as always. I decided to wear the ones with tiny pink stars down the sides... I love it. Pink belt too.

I'll do my hair... I never do my hair... For some reason I wanna look good for this boy.

I put on new bandages too. After I walk shy face again. I've always had good skincare. I just have I don't know why.

I'm ready to go. I cheak the time and it's 4:15. It'll take around 30 mins to get there so I'll leave now so I can be early.

I put my shoes on and step out the door. My black backpack riding snug on my back. I put my headphones on and start to get going.

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Thank you for reading. Sorry if anyone felt uncomfortable. But that's how this story is going to go. If you don't support the things I write, don't hate. Just leave the story, really. Thank you :)

Also J's posting this pic cuz it kinda looks like toji w longer hair but I might be J's tripping.

- gore