Matt's POV:
"Fine!" I yell and stomp down the stairs, into the hallway and over to the front door. I'm in another fight with my older brother Brad, who apparently thinks that just because he's older, he knows everithing. But guess what, Brad? You're wrong.
"Mom, I'm gonna go on a walk.." I exclaim as I peek into the kitchen.
"Where?" she asks, not taking her eyes off the vegetables she's cutting.
"Woods." I say and take an apple from a fruit bowl on the counter.
"I hope you get lost and eaten by bears!" I hear Brad yell from, what I assume is his room. I just roll my eyes and take a bite out of my apple.
"Okay, have fun dear- be home before dinner." she says, finally looking at me, smiling a bit and I smile back at her.
"Bye Ma'" I press a small kiss on her cheek.
"Bye sweetie, be careful!" she yells after me when I make my way to the hallway, taking my jacket off the hanger, leaving the house and shoving my earbuds in my ears, blasting loud music through them.
I walk down the street, past my school and a few more streets, untill I come to a huge grass field with light fog covering it. I walk across it and enter the forest. I really like being here because it's the only place I can REALLY be alone, since... Well, no one (except me) really comes here. Probably because they think it's creepy or some shit. I make my way through the forest, leaves and sticks chrunching underneath my feet as I walk in cold autumn air, "Last resort" by Papa Roach blasting in my ears.
After a while of walking, I stop at my usual place — a hollow tree. I peek into the hole close to the ground and scan the stuff that's in there. My stuff that's in there. A half empty bottle of vodka, two bottles of Jack Daniels (one only half full), a few cans of beer, an almost empty bottle of rum, and a small bag of weed. Hey, I never said I'm an innocent person. I reach out, taking a can of beer and I open it and chug down half of it. I turn off the music and take out my earbuds, stuffing them in the pocket of my jeans. I drink the rest of the beer and squish the can, throwing it into a plastic bag that's also in the hole in the tree, serving as a trash can. I take another can of beer and climb the tree to my usual spot all the way up in the tree top where no one could see me, opening the other can and drinking the contents of it. This is how I usually spent my days. Either sleeping, writing shitty poems (drunk of course), or just drawong whatever the hell is on my mind... A lot of times that was me drawing Brad being killed or tortured. I mean, if anyone saw the drawings (which no one ever did), they wouldn't know it's Brad. Why? Because I don't draw him. I draw a random person, mostly boys that are exactly the same in every drawing. I just pretend that's Brad. *evil smile*
Anyways, enough of that crap. I start feeling a familiar warmth inside my somach and I get a tiny bit lightheaded. Nice, the alcohol's starting to kick in.
*time skip :P*
It had been a few hours and I started sobering up, so I decide I should go home, but I'm gonna take the longer way. I carefully climb down from the tree and make my way through the forest. If I take the longer way home, I have to walk through the forest, go around the lake (more like a pond than anything else), cross a few fields, basically making a huge circle around the town and then I go back to my neigbhourhood. I smile a bit, walking a bit faster so I could stay at the lake for a while because I like watching turtles in there.
I know, for a 15 year old, I'm quite a freak. I don't go to parties, I don't go out drinking (except for when I come here... But that's not what I mean by "going out"), I don't fuck with random people, I don't really have friends but who needs them... I kick an old, rusty can that's on the ground and go to my usual spot at the lake: a small tree log that's been here for probably ages. I'm right about to sit down, when I hear something... Odd. Leaves and sticks chrunching, as if someone was walking here. Walking towards me. I (as quietly as I possibly could, which is REALLY fucking quiet) sneak away to a bush and hide. Yes, if you haven't figured out already, I'm probably gonna die right now. I hear the person stop, not making a sound. I move the sticks and bush branches away just a tiny bit so I can peek out.
I see no one, so I sigh in relive. I get up, still really quiet and careful. I take a few steps foward, and feel someone grab my shoulder, so I DON'T do what every normal person would, since I ain' no normal bitch, I freak out, turn around and trip him and he falls. But what I didn't notice is, he was still holding me. Like, really fucking tight. And me tripping him, was a mistake. Because I fell as well... But I didn't just fall.
I fell on top of him.
And now I actually had the chance to see his face and... Oh. My. God. He's gorgeous! I instantly feel blush creep over my face as I continue staring at him, watching him blush a tiny bit as well. Cute.
"Umm... Hi..?" he says, and my mouth falls open. That voice. Holy mother of Satan.
"Uh... H-hey..." I mumble, blushing even more from the embarresment. I quickly realize what's going on, so I get off of him. He seems kinda disappointed by that but hides it quickly.
"H-how did you get here?" I ask, pretty much confused.
"I followed you, 'cause I saw you lost your keys and I just wanted to give them back to you.." he answers, holding my keys in his hand.
"Oh... I didn't even realize... T-thank you." I say and take the keys, stuffing them in my pocket.
"No problem." he says and smiles. That smile. He's gonna kill me, I swear.
"I'm Neil by the way" he says and stretches out his hand.
"I'm Matt" I say smiling a bit, and shake his hand, like a normal person.
"Soo, what are you doing out here anyways?" he asks.
"I got into a fight with my brother again and just needed some time alone." I answer.
"And since no one except me really comes here, I figured I'd come here.."
"I see, it is really pretty here" he says, looking around a bit.
"Yeah" I say and smile.
We talked for a long time and got to know each other better. Apparently, we both like rock and metal music, we both play instruments (I play guitar, he plays drums), we both write songs, and we both love playing video games! I mean, how cool is that?! Maybe I'll finally have a friend!
I look at the time and realize that it's almost time for dinner.
"Uhh, Neil? I gotta go home.." I say and look down at the ground, kinda sad about leaving him.
"Oh... Okay... I mean, I probably have to go too." he says.
"Okay... So, um, see ya tomorrow?" I ask.
"Yeah, see ya tomorrow." he says, smiling and we get up from the ground.
"Oh, and, one thing before you go..." he says, I turn to face him.
"Hmm?"
"This." he kisses my cheek. He kisses. My cheek. I blush madly as he smiles.
"Bye Matty!" he yells and runs away from me, probably to find a way out. I put my hand over the spot where he kissed me and smile.
Maybe someday, we'll be more than just friends...
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(1424 words... I'm sh👀k)
Guys, I'm so sorry for not postig earlier, but I was pretty busy since...
School started yesterday .-.
Tho I'm happy it did, and this year I'll actually go and try to be a good student >.<
Anyways, I hope you enjoied and I'll see you, in the next chapter! (Hopefully)
~bye-bye 👻
