Adventures of a Young Matt Dillon

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

It took over an hour for the drunk to bring back the bottle of rye whiskey that Luke had asked him to buy and the teenager had been getting worried that the drunk maybe wasn't going to show back up. He was also starting to rethink his decision on taking the bottle, getting Matt started down a path that he had seen kill his father. Luke was no stranger to drinking and had often did so with his father and even with his friends at the ripe old age of nine years old. But the old drunk showed back up and Luke took the bottle from him. He also saw the man was smoking so he asked him for some papers and smoking tobacco. Shakily, the drunk handed those items over as well.

"Come on Matt, lets go find someplace to enjoy this." Luke said.

Matt followed obediently and they went down by the river. There Luke showed Matt how to fill the paper with tobacco and roll it into a cigarette. The first drag had Matt coughing and choking and Luke laughing at him. To stop the coughing Matt grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a long drink. The liquid burned his throat and felt like a trail of fire running down into his belly. The shock started another fit of coughing and gagging for Matt and another round laughs for Luke.

"Havin' some troubles there partner?" Luke asked, still laughing.

Wheezing Matt said, "Wow, that was somethin'!"

Later that night, both boys had smoked all the tobacco and were laughing their way through the bottle of rye. Leaning back against the tree, Matt said to Luke, "I've never felt this way before Luke."

"How da ya feel Matt?" Luke questioned drunkenly.

"I'm not sure!" Matt said and began laughing again.

They laid against the tree and took a few more pulls on the bottle before Luke drunkenly pushing himself up said, "Come on Matt, lets go find some gals."

Matt pushed himself up too, only to fall back down again. "Luke! Luke!" he called out, his voice slurring.

Luke who was about one hundred feet away stopped and turned around. "What? Jeez, Matt get up, where goin to go find some gals! We can't do that with you lyin' around here."

"Wal, I can't get up Luke!" Matt slurred.

Luke stomped back down the small incline and helped Matt up, then together they tried to go back up, after two tries they made it and headed back into town.

On the way there, Luke told Matt, "We have to be careful Matt, watch out for the law."

When they made it back into the main part of the town, Luke lead Matt down to the back steps of a saloon, then leaving Matt there, slowly crept up them. He knocked on the door and a few seconds later two girls answered the door, a red head and brunette. The brunette giggled when she saw Luke and said "Hiya sweetie. Whatcha doin' here?"

Luke puffed himself up and did his best to deepen his voice, which wasn't much due to the amount of alchoal he had consumed. "Wal, girls, my friend and I were wonderin if ya'd like to join us down by the river."

The girls looked down the stairs at Matt, shrugged their shoulders and came down the steps with Luke. Luke and the brunette wrapped their arms around each other and head back out towards the river, leaving the red head and Matt to follow.

Matt looked shyly at the redhead. "H-hi." He stammered.

"How old are you anyway?" the girl asked.

"Uh 14." Matt answered quickly.

"Oh, well then I guess your old enough." The girl said, she wrapped around her arm around him and they followed Luke and the brunette.

The four of them made it back down to the river and they began the process of finishing the bottle that the old drunk had brought for Luke and Matt earlier in the evening as well as drinking the two bottles that the girls had brought down with them.

It was then that the fun began and two boys had an experience that would never be far from their minds.