MY GIFT TO EVERYONE! ANOTHER CHAPTER! ENJOY!
Days, weeks, months passed since Matt the day witnessed the death of his family which was now six months ago. "Let's see…" Matt said opening a copy of the daily newspaper "November 18th, exactly six months since…whatever the fuck happened on that god damned night." He said slightly frustrated but Matt really wasn't interested in the newspaper really, he was only interested to see what the date was because he forgot what date it was. The teen took a slightly troubled sigh "I still have plenty of money from a few victims…..it's just…..how will I survive the damned winter?" he pondered as he exhaled a moisture cloud from his breath due to it being quite cold already.
Matt pondered where he could stay "The homeless shelter could be good but I probably would get noticed so that's out of the freaking question." He continued to think deeply but he was soon running out of ideas until he came to one final conclusion. "I will head back home, it may be blocked off by a security guard or two but I think I can get myself in there without a problem." He was fixated on this plan but he'd have to wait until night to do so but in the meantime he would possibly go to the local gas station to pick up a few luxuries to eat & drink thus he set off for the nearest pump.
The teen walked for just under a hour before he finally reached the gas station but it would be difficult since there were quite a few people filling up the vehicles which unnerved Matt slightly but he made his way into the store thus commencing to look around for his prized luxuries. He hit up the snacks looking for what he wanted which was two chocolate bars, one pretzel bag, & a pack of bubblegum, Matt had a bad habit for chewing a lot of gum at the same time but that's the way he was and will stay. He moved onto the drinks taking three chocolate milkshakes & a sweet cola, but oh how he loved the sweet succulent taste of the chocolate milkshakes, they always made him feel better in the most hurtful of situations. "I guess I gotta satisfy the kid in me eh?" he questioned himself but simply laughed it off.
Bikes could be heard coming from down the road but Matt put it out of his mind when the dozen or so bikers rolled up as he himself got to the clerk putting his items on the counter for the clerk to scan of which he did. "Seventeen dollars & ninety nine cents please." The clerk asked Matt for the payment for his commodities so he pulled his wallet out then proceeded to shuffle through the cash but stopped immediately as soon he hears a pistol click behind the back of his head then put the wallet away putting his hands up into the air.
The biker that had face piercings who also held the gun to Matt's head said "Stay fucking still or get your head blown off!" The clerk flinched at the biker leader's shouting but he spat at the clerk responding "Hey! Arab boy! Put all the money in a bag!" This made Matt a little angry but he kept his cool for he knew what to do. The clerk was busy putting money in the bag until the teen spoke up "Hey I can help you buddy if you promise me two things, one is that my purchase is free & two you tell the cop's I was never here." This made the chief biker furrow his brows along with a few others but then the clerk nodded "I promise mister!" he kind of expected something crazy so he dropped to the floor.
"The fuck are you doing!?" the chief biker said but Matt swiftly threw off the gun totting chief's arm thus quickly drawing his blade & slitting his throat before turning his attention to the rest with a deathly glare. "Holy shit! He killed Bruce!" one biker said. "Smoke the bastard!" said the second in command thus Matt charged forward initiating combat with the eleven remaining bikers. The clerk could hear gunfire, screams, & limb's getting copped off then hitting the floor which made the clerk literally cry like a baby thinking this was all some twisted nightmare but before long it stopped, so he slowly but surely got up to look then saw a horrific sight. Matt had quite literally filled the entire service station full of biker blood yet remained unhurt throughout it all so knowing there's no immediate danger; he swiped the blood of his sword then sheathed it thus turning to his prized commodities once more.
Matt smiled widely as he put his goods in two separate bags saying "Your welcome buddy!" leaving the place a shit hole only to leave the clerk completely bewildered as to what transpired but not being able to handle it all fainted to the floor. Matt was long gone from the scene before the cop's had arrived so knowing so laughed because it couldn't have gotten any better so he took out a milkshake, opened it, thus he proceeded to drink.
Hours would pass with the teen eating his favored luxuries then he knew it was time to infiltrate his own home but luckily for him, he had a key to the front door. "Thank you ma for prepping me." He said quietly to himself not to alert the guards. He hoped the gate managing to land on the opposite side then silently then made his approach for the front door but before he could, he hid in a bush from a guard. Matt was fortunate enough because the guards light sweeped right over the bush he was hiding in which made him think "Christ! That was close as fuck!" so he got out of his lucky hiding place then proceeded to open the front door to his house taking a huge sigh of relief. The teen felt at home because not only was it literally his home, he felt safe here & was comforted by the houses all too familiar layout but he was tired so Matt went upstairs then took the first door on the left to enter his room where he would lay on the floor where his bed used to be but quickly feel asleep with his blade by his side.