Stories tagged “Matt”

  • Sinking (Mature)

    The night of our big day finally came. Tom bought a bottle of fine champaign. We made a toast to good friends, and great ideas. We shared our last laughs, and our final excitement. Then, it was off to the beach. We drove an hour to get to the shore of ...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Insanity Calling- The Party (Mature)

    The party was a hit. Matt and Shawn’s place was fantastic, lots of room, plenty of expensive thing to break, in-ground pool, and (ofcourse) more than enough alcohol. Over two hundred attended the late night summer bash. Most were on the main floo...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Swimming

    Eric wobbled over to where Shawn stood. Shawn took removed a pocket knife from his jeans. and ran it across Erics hand, cutting deep into his palm. “Dude, what the hell?” Matt gave a confused look. “It’ll go quicker now,” ...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Monster (Mature)

    Eric continued to swim. His hand kept on bleeding, but he had too much alcohol in him to feel the pain. The farther he went, the more blood spread throughout the water.After a few more minutes, he turned toward the beach to see if his friends had joine...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • What They Wanted (Mature)

    “We-we killed him!” Matt blurted out between violent sobs that now took over his body. “Oohhhhh my god! Oh my god! We killed him!” Matt was down on his knees beside the bloody hand and his own pile of vomit, his voice distorted ...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Unnoticed

    “We better get the hell out of here,” Shawn said, nervously looking around. Matt said nothing as he followed to the truck. They drove back to the house in silence. As expected, the party was still booming. Just as Matt was about to open the...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
  • Gabriella

    Matt took a sip of bourbon as he watched the rain beat rowdily against the window of the restaurant. The inclement weather made the party surprisingly more intimate and the guests behind him more animated. He rubbed a hand over his matted curls and tur...

    • Author: terice
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • An Old Form of Protection (Day 38)

    Matt passed a hand over his eyes. In part to shield them from the coastal wind that carried grit and salt. In part it was to force himself to look away from the false beauty of the coast. He had once loved swimming in those dark waters but now they onl...

  • (Day 53) Morning at the Uncle's

    “I can’t find a single thing in this drawer,” Matt complained as he shoved the contents aside with increasingly impatient swipes. “What is this one even for?” “It’s a junk drawer,” hollered his uncle from...

  • Promises to Keep (Mature)

    Rachel pushed up her sleeve and grimaced. “Question, is this normal for NF?” Pockets of skin ripped. Opaque puss weeped out. “No, this is different.” Matt pulled on his beard. Little had changed for him since the quarantine. “Kindly unbutton ...