A Family Betrayal Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

A Family Betrayal Chapter 9

... head back early. I look over to the supplies Jack had bought and see a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels Devil's cut. I pop the top and chug it down in 5 gulps. I would have made him proud of me. I throw my shirts and stuff in my bag not caring. I look around the room to make sure I have everything...keys..check, wallet..check, phone...turned off but check, cloths...check, meds..I look at the sink and see them. Screw it I thought...I don't care anymore. I start towards the door and to my truck. I throw my bag into the bed of my truck and start heading back to my house. As I start going down I look and see a couple package stores and decide i need some refreshments for the road. I hit each one and grab three to five bottles from each. I get carded and gladly present it. All look at me and enter my date of birth, to take my purchases and I leave once I pay. I hit the road again as I pop the top off the bottle of Morgan that I bought. I chug it as i head down the high way back home as a song plays... Livin' easy Lovin' free Season ticket on a one way ride Askin' nothin' Leave me be Takin' everythin' in my stride Don't need reason Don't need rhyme Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do Goin' down Party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs Speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel Gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me around Hey satan Payin' my dues Playin' in a rockin' ...

... band Hey mumma Look at me I'm on the way to the promised land I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell Don't stop me As I listen I start singing along and I repeat the chorus as it just fits the mood so damn well, 'I'm on the highway to hell.' I continue to drive as I start to feel a little wiped and see a sign that says right Myrtle Beach and I decide that I'd go see my new sisters as we had promised to see them on our way back. I keep popping the tops and chugging the bottles not caring as I speed. One good thing about Jack is he knew cars/trucks so well. He helped me soup up this little ranger and it was a street sleeper. I look down at my speedometer and see I'm doing about 90 and I let my foot off the gas. As I get back to doing seventy I see a state trooper heading in the opposite direction. Fuck, fuck, fuck...here I am being twenty-one and having several open bottles that I chugged to get here. I could just imagine the bail bond to get out and no way to call for help. To my disappointment he spun around and got behind me. I kept doing the speed limit and after about 10 mins he pulled off the road into a little diner. After about six hours I see the sign welcoming me to Myrtle Beach and I sighed,'Diamond,Hannah I'm here.' as I drove to the address that they had texted us. About 10 mins later I pull up to their house and knock on the door. Its a little after one in the morning but I keep pounding on the door not realizing how ...