Authors Note: This is an idea that my friend and I have thought of through the board we are in. My OC Matthew Brusly is obviously the younger brother of Corey Brumly- who owns the Brumly gang. . My friend owns her OC Lizzy, who isn't mentioned in this chapter. We're taking turns writing each Chapter, so the next one will be in the POV of Lizzy . Thanks for reading. Review if you would like.

Disclaimer: I don't own, "The Outsiders." I only Own the Character mentioned is Corey and Matthew Brumly. As well as John Stevenson.

Chapter One: Matthew Brumly.

"Oh sweet heart put the bottle down, you got too much talent. I see you through your blood shot eyes, There's a cure you found it." Kelly Clarkson - I do not hook up

Words.

That's all they were.

Just little phrases that fell out of someone's mouth to either to annoy someone or just to stay there. Most of the time people just talked to talk, but this time was different. This time, something wasn't there. Was it the hope? The love? Or maybe just the emotion? The house was dark, there was no candles lit to make the house seem full of life. Nothing to make it seem that there was actually someone who possessed it. There was darkness. Just the bitter feeling of being alone. The only time that Matt had these feeling were at the last funeral he went too. John Stevenson's the be in fact. Matthew never really known him, but from what he could gather, he was a good guy.

It was there where the leader of the Brumly gang -Corey Brumly- picked up the nasty Habit of drinking. There was times when Matthew would come home from someone in the gang, like Charlie Orman, and find her brother buried under Bottles and Bottles. He knew what drinking did to families. If you didn't have a family what did you have anyways? If anything Matthew lived with his older brother in Tulsa Oklahoma. His dad seemed to always be working. Corey was the one who raised Matt. He was the one who taught him how to cook and dress killed Matthew to see how his brother was now. He quit his job at Jay's Dinner and mainly stayed home all Day or was with his gang. It seemed as if every time that Matt had scene his brother his reddened eyes haunted him. Those Devil Eyes. The eyes that killed many. Matthew wasn't going to let them take away his brother - his only brother- with out a fight.

But, here he was, sitting down on the living room couch looking at Corey. There was a beer bottle that was located perfectly in his right hand. Corey took up the biggest couch which made Matt sit down on the floor next to his face. Corey stared blankly at the TV while Matt watched Him. In less then 20 minutes the bottle was consumed and his brother had turned to him to ask- or to beg- Matt couldn't tell- to stay away from this. He told Matt it kills people. Corey then ruffled his brother hair and slurred, "You're a good kid." He wish he could agree.

At fifteen Matt was expelled from school because of the amount of fights he had taken place in. When Corey yelled at him, he simply claimed that he was sorry. That Corey wasn't doing much better as an older brother. That was the last words that he was able to tell his brother before he was sent to jail for 90 days.

As much as Matt hated being alone, he had no other choice. He couldn't just wish upon a wishing star for his brother to come home. Matt then thought of all of the things what his brother had not allowed - drinking. That's when Matt decided on one thing, he wanted to saw how it relaxed Corey, and lets just face it, he wanted to be like him.