It's A Good Day to Die Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

It's A Good Day to Die Chapter 1

... and our kiss Sincerely, Holly” I handed the note to Adam to see Holly gone as was her friends. I felt sad at that moment wondering what was actually going on. I left the cafeteria to just get away from everyone to be followed by Nick and Adam. When I went home after the first day of school I was made to mow the lawn, clean the house in which was a mess. I guess they were to tired from fucking to do any house work. Once I had everything done I was patted on my head by my mother as she said ‘ Good boy now go to your room while us adults have some fun time’. I was pissed at her words as I was 18 now and a young adult. So before going to my room I pulled one of my smokes out and lit it up taking a puff. Everyone’s eyes went wide as Sarah spoke up. “ Matt put that out. When did you start smoking anyway?” She asked as I kept taking a puff off my cigarette “ Over summer to help with my anger. It helps to keep me calm since nothing else will, and since I don’t have a girlfriend to fuck I find it much more relaxing. And besides why do you care?” I exclaimed as her eyes showed hurt “ Put that out Matt and go to your room.” My mother said as I smirked before flicking it toward her It slightly hits her before hitting the floor. I get another cigarette to only light it. I take a poof before letting the smoke fill the room then take another drag while walking to them and blowing it in their faces as they choke on the smoke. I turn making my way up the stairs flipping them all off. Before ...

... I get up the stairs I stop to only let my ass speak. I hear a few gasps as I turn to look at my father. “ Hey bitch boy come clean my ass.” I say pausing seeing his eyes go wide before I continue “ Oh no ok my bad you looked like you needed some dessert...oh wait I forget I am not part of this family.” I turn to only continue making my way to my room. Days after that was fun as I lit up for the fun of it. I made a promise to momma Susan and Chelsea that I would tough things out, but it was getting hard to do since my family kept degrading me as in calling me names, and bad mouthing me. I stayed in my room when they all did their ‘ Family Fun’ turning my stereo up to drown their moans out. I had my window open so the smoke would go out. I was sitting on the edge of my bed listening to my music when I looked over at the night stand to see the family picture. I reached to pick it up to look at it. I felt tears come to me remembering my youth. I looked over at the night stand again to see a pretty good size shard of glass. I picked up the piece of glass to only use it on the picture. I slashed at the picture of me. I made it not noticeable to anyone that would look upon it. I placed the frame on the night stand the put the shard of glass beside it. I let out a sigh as I reached under my bed to get my journal out. I opened it up and grabbed the pen that was inside. I started writing my thoughts that ran so much through my mind like a movie playing on the scene that was my brain. I ...