Chapter 12

she burnt your drugs?" Rider asked, shock clearly in his voice.

"That's what i said wasn't it?"

"as in up in flames, Kaboom?" he shook his head

"I don't know if it's just me but it kind of happened in slow motion." he saw his shit sort of melt< the ashes blowing away.

"she came on to you again didn't she?" Rider asked and he nodded sipping his coke.

"damn, I told you, give the bloody hoe what she wants, save yourself a lot of trouble" Damian looked at Rider. Sometimes he wondered how this undoubtedly bad influence became such a close dependable friend of his.

"That bloody hoe is my step mother. my father's wife."

"so? you don't watch all those videos?, I'll have you know that moother and stepson are the best, they're even the most streamed."

"of course they are"

"she should have come unto me, I'd give her what she wants when she wants it. she get you aroused though?" Rider asked and when Damian wouldn't answer he laughed..

hard.

"I can't believe it man!"

"oh fuck off"

"no, no trust me, I don't blame you. Your momma's a real nice sight if you ask me"

I didn't ask you"

"a sober loser that's what you are. it's not entireluy your fault though"

"what do you mean?" he asked Rider calmlywhen all he wanted to do was put the dude in the nearest trash can.

"you haven't had a good lay in like forever. No wonder every little thing is getting to you..go get laid" Damian cocked a brow.

"I can't go fuck the next bitch i see Rider, even if I wanted to.

"why not?"

"cause Tasha and I.."

"oh fuck that, I got a couple of girls who are eager." he added stress on eager. Damian took a long sip out of his coke.

"they all blonde's though, you know how i like 'em. but if dark haired girls turn you on more that's not a problem. I could always get someone who'd agree to put on a wig.

"oh just shut up' Damian said but a smile was on his face. It wasn't a bad idea, he could even get news around so it'll look like he'd gotten over Tasha.

ah yes a great idea.

"tell one of your friends to come over, and please tell her it's a no feelings attatched something"

"that's my boy. oh wait I got something for you" He said stopping Damian when he wanted to leave, bringing out two capsules of fluoxetine.

20mg each

"to get you past at least half the day" despite his unquenchable hunger for sex and girls, Rider was a good person.

"life saver" smiling, he popped them open.

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He felt at peace during practice. Everything went so smoothly that he dismissed them twenty minutes early. Told them that whoever wanted to practise some more could stay. It came as a slight surprise that nobody stayed.

except Mikael.

"you work too hard" he said when they were alone.

"and you need to get loyal students" he smiled and looked away.

"touché" he looked at her as she connected her phone to the speaker. she wore a gangster look today. Purple breast tuibe, grey joggers with loafers and nude painted nails. she let her hair flow today and the ever present necklace on her neck.

she had a cap on her head.

"what's with the overdressing?"

"hey I felt good today" she said pouting before turning up the music volume. he recognized the song after a few lines.

"pree me"

"by Burna boy,yes" she said as she began dancing to the song.

"you like his songs?"

"who wouldn't?" he watched as her expresion changed with her moves. the way her body moved. Even when she began to sweat. she swerved happy feet into the beat. he saw the way she put her hands in her hair and seemed to loosen it out while still dancing happy feet.

Down simba.

"was that intentional?" he asked and she abruptly stopped, like she'd forgotten he was there.

"sorry, what?" she asked going to reduce the volume.

" I didn't get what you said"

"what you did with your hair, was it intentional?"

"uh, It got all sweaty so I tried to give it a little air"

so it wasn't intentional

"you got nice subconscious moves"

"uh, thanks" she said and he laughed turning away. Was it the drugs making him this way?. he felt he needed to compliment her. he didn't say anything after that, just watched her dance.

Danced as the time flew by.

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Rider hadn't been joking when he said he'd get Damian a girl. he was impressed.

she wasn't so bad.

she wasn't bad at all.

he took her to his room admist his stepmother's and Tony's glare. she kissed ferociously, he had to keep up. she wastedb no time taking off his shirt.

"easy tiger" he whispered and she laughed. he pulled her shirt over her head, exposing a blue lace bra and very nice breasts.

with a flick of his hand, he unclipped the bra. Exposing her breasts.

His hands played with one perked up nipple and his mouth with the other.

she made a squeaky sound, something between a moan and a giggle, as she undid his trousers, stroking him with her hand first then her mouth.

he groaned...bliss.

he slipped on a condom. They wasted no time in coupling. he pounded her hard as she moaned without shame. was his room sound proof? he couldn't remember. She brought his face to hers and kissed him good.

no strings attatched.

She looked familiar though

He pounded harder as her core dripped. he was ready to come himself. with a grunt, he collapsed on her as his body shivered from the orgasm...the satisfaction.

they both lay silent, breathing heavily.

Rider was right. He needed this, but even as he pulled the girl who's name he didn't know closer and closed his eyes, he knew he had a different name on his mind, One of the Baxters..

and it wasn't Natasha.