First Time, Part 5
Story by Ipex on SoFurry
Part 5
So here I am 3 years on after my last story unfolded for all to see…..
Where am I? Did I make it in the world; was I successful, did I right the wrongs done to me? Did Thomas and me beat the odds and live happily ever after. Did officer Max leave me alone after Thomas stood up and defended the love of his life?
Sadly not all ended happily for myself, and as I sit here cold, shaking tending to a broken nose and a few deep cuts on my arms and legs, trying to calm my nerves. Smoke in one hand with a bloodied cloth, the other hand alternating from holding the bottle of scotch to my lips to typing one handed until I finish tending to my wounds.
I guess I should start from the beginning where I left of my last entry.
Just don’t go on if your hoping for a happy ending, I mean I was happy at one point, I think… I’m sure I was at least for a while. But nothing ended the right way for me and in the end I’m sure I’m the most hated person both in the Ani-world, and the human world. I stepped on too many toes and upset to many half-breeds.
Twisting my head sharply as the pain hits me like a ton of bricks, my head is pounding as I twist myself away from the sunlight beading in through the crack of the curtains over the windows. Suddenly its not my head causing me pain, my body is racked with pain. My arse is on fire, I have scratches over my body, I have fur stuck to my sticky body as I roll over and try and remember what happened, the bed empty apart from sweat soaked sheets and the smell of sex, not just normal sex but it reeked of sex pheromones and stale piss.
Pulling myself to the edge of the bed gingerly as I prop myself up and take note that ill be sitting funny for a while. Minutes pass as I gather myself and slowly stand up gripping the wall for support as I limp out past my door, I pop my head out and listen softly for any noise.
…
…
… “You don’t know” (muffled in audible noises) “what the fuck could I do?”
The voice sounding stressed and concerned.
Limping closer towards to try and hear better I hit the corner table at the end of the hallway. The vase rolls off and smashes on the floor, as I look down I notice I’m completely naked and caked in dry cum over my stomach matted with what looked like canine fur.
“FUCK” I yelp in surprise as I jump back moving away from the broken glass. I hear scraping of the chair on the concrete, paws padding across the floor as I see Thomas enter the room suddenly as if he was ready to pounce on the attacker and tear him to shreds.
His ears propped back up once he caught sight of me and I almost caught a small smile creeping from the corner of his muzzle, but that faded as concern crept over his face, perhaps a dash of guilt. My nose suddenly picked up a strange scent, I don’t know why but I associated it Guilt and embarrassment.
“Yyyourrr Up, how are you feeling…? Shit broken glass don’t move just back away Ill get the broom” he stuttered to me. Before I could respond he was gone. I stepped back and made my way to the bathroom.
I slowly and cautiously used the toilet softly sobbing as I felt the remnants of Thomas’s K9 load dripping out of my well-used arse. Getting up I hear him scraping the remains of the vase into the bin as I climb into the bathroom and turn the shower on. I don’t know why but I locked the door behind me.
The hot water a blessing as it hit my skin. It’s amazing at how your worries all disappear for those first few minutes that you’re in the shower. My arms automatically rubbing my skin down, washing away the stickiness and the matted fur to my skin. Soaping myself up I could smell the strong scent of roses and lavender as I soaped myself up and washed my arms, rolling my hands into my pits as I reach my groin and soap my balls up and starting to enjoy the sensation my finger slips under my balls towards my arse as the pleasurable sensations stop.
I feel, I don’t know it doesn’t make me excited, I start to feel confused as I move my soapy fingers closer and as my finger ever so slightly contacts with my swollen arse I pull away yelping softly.
Suddenly images are flashing in my head, what happened with Thomas, what he did last night what he did before? My parents, drinking smoking. Oh fuck I mouth softly as I see the clothes in the hamper from my rape from Officer Max. It’s too much, I lean against the wall and start sobbing, and I loose it. What the fuck have I done, why did I choose to do it again, why did the officer do what he did. Why.
Why?
WHY? I slump in the shower, the hot water beading down on me as I just let it out. My chest heavy as I start sobbing louder. Soon I don’t even realize that I’m howling for my mother. Begging for my Fathers touch to comfort me. My mother to hold me and tell me it will be ok. My father’s warm voice cradling me telling me what I have to do next.
I hear pounding on the door as I stop and yell out “IM OK, just leave me be”. I continue back to my crying as I stare at the small little spider in the corner of the ceiling not moving, is it dead, is it waiting for its next meal, why the fuck would it be in the bathroom. Stupid fucking thing.
“Heath, you have to get up” I hear his voice, as I stop and look around. No one, its not Thomas, this is a familiar voice one in my head. I hold my breath for a few seconds hoping to hear it again. I don’t, I go back to holding my head under the water.
“HEATH, GET UP, NOW” I hear in the back of my mind, startled I jerk up and look around. Its dad’s voice, I swear it’s the same voice he used when I had to get up or id be late for school. Smiling as I get up.
I finish washing up. I get out of the shower and I attend to my minor cuts, cleaning them up with the antibacterial wipes and sticking a few Band-Aids over the deeper marks.
I look at the clothes in the hamper as I hide my disgust and throw the wet towels over them as I hike the basket back into my bedroom.
Throwing the basket down, I grab my undies and slip them on; next I put my jeans on, along with socks and my boots. Doing them up tight. Throwing my shirt on. I get up off the bed and strip it. Grabbing the sheets, the pillow cases, the undercover mattress protector. Throwing it all into the basket, I pick it up and walk down the hallway as I cross past the kitchen, I don’t look for Thomas, I am aware he is there, I can smell him.
I open the laundry door and I see the clothes that mum had been working on that last day she was alive. I stood there dumb folded as I forced myself to move into the laundry as I set my basket on the dryer. I grab my mum’s clothes and carefully fold them up into the basket with dad’s stuff already done that she had managed to do always before doing her own laundry. I slide the finished basket into the laundry hamper. Perhaps ill deal with it later, maybe never. I shut the door and grab my clothes and throw everything into the large washing machine. Throwing in the detergent and laundry softener. Turning it to heavy wash I leave the room.
I walk back into the kitchen as I turn the kettle on and grab a cup, spooning the coffee into the cup as I mix in the sugar and drop a little milk into the cup; I reach over for the kettle once it boils over. Pouring the water into the cup, as I stir the spoon the strong coffee hits my nose as I breathe the scent in deep. My stomach aches as I realize it’s been possibly days since I’ve last eaten, as I open the fridge and grab an apple. I pick up my coffee in one hand and with apple in the other I walk out to the patio.
I take the packet of half crushed smokes from the bin and pull one out as I light it up and take a seat, carefully and deliberately seating myself comfortably as I sit across from Thomas.
Inhaling deeply as I take a sip of my drink and blow the smoke out as I stare at him as he stares at me.
“I have to go to work today, finalize the paperwork and I guess put the documents in for you to leave if you want to leave this and go back to your home town with the other human’s?” Thomas carefully constructed and remained calm, never took his eyes off me, watching my every move as if scared I was going to pull a gun on him.
I don’t say anything, not because I don’t want too, I just don’t know what to say. I take a bite of the apple and nod my head and shrug my shoulders.
“What, you know I have to go, or you want to return to your own kind? His voice becoming fast paced and deeper. He almost snarled at me.
I shrug and finish the one and only bite of my apple and sit it on the table as I take another drag of the cigarette.
“I thought you were quitting” his words now ice cold as the stab at me.
“I dunno, I felt like one” I muttered.
“Are we going to talk about last night?” his words still icy but a hint of eagerness to get the answer he wants.
“What is there to talk about, I was drunk, upset, and we had sex, you have only been the second one to fuck me and both times have equally hurt, and I would’ve thought it was all ok but you were on the phone this morning and been acting all quiet, wasn’t quite the greeting I was expecting when I walked out this morning either?” I said to him, without being able to meet him in the eye to look at him.
He sighed and got up, “Look I really enjoyed last night, I hope you did, or do, or will. I don’t know. I have to go to work. How about I drop over later on?” he sighed to me as he walked around the table and stood behind me as he leant down and lightly licked my cheek as I smirked and nodded my head yes.
Hearing him shut the front door, I grabbed my apple and finished it off, gulping down the coffee and having another smoke before going about and doing the washing and cleaning up.
Cleaning up the burnt meat and charred pans, sweeping the house and cleaning it up, doing the washing and hanging it out, finally putting the trash out as I stopped on my way back in side and just took a moment to bath myself in the bright warm sunlight. Closing my eyes, for just the faintest moment I had not a fear or care in the world. As I felt my face warm up and the sharp burn of too much sun pinching at my cheeks and ears. I rubbed my face and turned around.
Turning to walk up the stairs, as I close the door behind me and set the alarm for the front of the house, I walk past the clock and notice that several hours had passed. I noticed my phone was blinking with the message indicator. Picking it up I opened the phone and saw I had several missed calls from Thomas, I go to enter his number and call him back but suddenly the phone buzzed in my hand.
Its Thomas calling.
“Hey, sorry I missed your calls just finished cleaning up, What’s up?” I say as I pick at the counter top and go to reach for the cloth.
“Are you ok, I was worried, when I hadn’t heard I didn’t know what to think. Are you sure your ok?” sounding stressed I heard him breath heavily.
“Yeah I’m ok, as I said I was cleaning, I guess I got side tracked and just focused on getting everything in order” I say back as I lean against the counter and wait for his response.
“Ok as long as you’re ok. Look I have some news and its not good, Ill just say it but I can explain more later on to you… Look you can’t leave Ani-Hemisphere (Ani-Hemisphere is what they called their side of the world), they are treating your parents accident as a suspicious death, and they say you cant leave until its been investigated. Also your human world has explained that they will not intervene until this matter is resolved, but they do ask for you to contact your representative there and talk to him directly about the issue.” Finally stopping and allowing me to collect my thoughts.
…….
Silence
…..
Heavy breathing
……
Sobbing
……
“Heath?”
……
“Heath?
……
“Heath??? Please answer me” he stutters.
“I have to go, Ill talk to you later, I think you should not come by tonight” I mutter as I pull the phone away from my ear I hear him loudly talk.
“HEATH, please Don………..”
Nothing
I have disconnected the call.
“Fuck” as I slump against the counter and turn my phone off.
There you have it the first part of the new chapter. No Sex, No smut, all boring stuff to set the scene. My bleeding has stopped and my cuts are taken care off. I think I’m going to go and lie down and try and get some rest for a bit. I need it I haven’t slept in 3 days. Might get something to eat if I feel brave enough to venture out. Will have to go at dark when it’s harder for half-breeds to see me.
Till next time.
Authors Notes:
I know its been years since my last update, but I’m interested in who still reads these, and seeing if I should continue or should I start on the next project. Let me know