Ugh... I'm stuck here for a few days. My parents are gone and I just can't keep myself entertained. I hate this t.v. show that girl is always complaining about everything. Ugh.... Girls are so pathetic all they do is whine. You have to first show them you care in order to bang them. Why can't they just give it to us when we ask for some? Oooh... OMG! Lucky bastard look at him banging that hot blond chick! That girl looks like she's enjoying it... She keeps on moaning... That guy tho he's a little rough. Make her cry some more! C'mon thrust! Get inside her! Rip her shirt off! Goddamn! Look at the size of those melons! Oh no! "Dylan! I'm home! Where are you baby?" " Over here Mom!" I quickly changed the channel. " What are you seeing honey?" " I'm just here watching Tom chasing Jerry." " Oh, honey... This show reminds me when you were a little boy. You always liked watching this show." " Yeah... Well I need to go to the restroom cause ..... I REALLY NEED TO GO!" " Ok honey. I'll be right back I just need to go to the store for a little bit. I brought some pizza with me so eat some when you come out. Bye!" Whew! Finally she left. I need to get rid of this boner. I reached into my pants and started imagining that girl that guy was banging. But in his place was me. She moaned so many times. Saying my name. I wiped myself down and showered. The pizza was so cheesey and warm, it made me feel better after what I had just done.
"Mrs.Blackthorn deserves to go to hell! That bitch needs to have a stick up her ass and be hung like a scarecrow when she dies. I hate that bitch! She's the reason I'm stuck here and not in school! Why should I even attend school?! I'm stupid! I don't have friends. I'm so lonely! Who cares? I'll just drop out." "Dylan! Dylan..... DYLAN! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE AND CLEAN THIS MESS UP!!! ~Great Dad's home... And he's drunk.~ "Y-yes Dad?" A tall, round man stood in the middle of the living room with grease stains all over his muscle shirt. He reeked of liquor and sweat. In front of him lay a puddle of liquor and a shattered glass bottle. He grabbed Dylan once he was close enough and started to strike him when he wasn't quick enough to clean his mess. " Stupid little fucker. You can't do shit. All I asked you to do was to clean that shit up but your lazy ass can't do it quick enough! I work all day to provide for you and your mother but you can't even do one simple thing!" He left the room and into his parent's bedroom to rest. *groan* " Why'd he have to hit me? I didn't do anything to him. If he dies one of these days I'll not cry for him. I'll beat his corpse and turn him into ashes! Or I'll throw him into a barrel of acid that dissolves bones once he's too old to even move. I'll make him pay for the pain he's making me feel. Why couldn't I have had a normal father?" Dylan got up and cleaned his cuts to apply some bandages. He then got a mop and a dustpan to clean up the mess his dad had made. The door opened and in came his mom, not saying a word she put the groceries in the fridge. She knew best than to speak. "Audrey! .... Audrey!" ~Oh no! Mom's next. She has to pay him for providing for us.~ "Audrey! Come here woman and service me!" His voice was getting louder and closer. Audrey stood still, trying not to tremble or make any noise. She stayed by the sink held her hands out,clutched the edge of it, and held her breath in with her head bowed down as if that was gonna stop the nightmare that was coming. He came and took her with him. She kicked and screamed for mercy. " No! Harold! Please don't make me do this! Don't hurt me! Please!" *slap* She stopped moving and dropped to the floor. "Stupid bitch! You come whenever I feel like it." Dylan watched in horror as his dad dragged his mother to their bedroom. He heard him abuse her. " Oh yes baby. We're gonna have us some fun! Let's get these pesky clothes off of you and get the party started. Look at them jugs! That's why I love you baby. You always know how to satisfy me." Dad started to mimic his mom's voice and continued his doing. " Baby give it to me harder. I want more, I want you all day and night. I wish you would get home sooner so you can ride me. I miss you. Harder. Baby. Harder!" Dylan sat in the corner of the living room crying to the noise of his father's pleasure. ~ Mama doesn't deserve him. She needs a better man but she won't listen to me. Look at her now she's covered in bruises and abused everyday. If only she would've listened to me we wouldn't be in this situation.~ Dylan walked quietly to his room and tried to sleep with the all the noise. Tears streaming down his face he tired himself and eventually found comfort.
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Innocent Thing
Mystery / ThrillerDylan is a normal boy trying to forget his past and his present. Unlike Dylan, Levi is a spoiled rich kid who has tired of his many girls and is searching for a new kind of adventure, the only problem with him is that he feels lonely. How will their...
