A/N: hiD ok this is my first fanfic so plz tell me what u think. I accept flames. Let me kno if u think I shuld continue. I do not own the outsiders only Amy so far. Ok on with chapter 1.
Someone to Wipe My Tears
Fighting
I was sitting up in my bed. I had tried going to sleep but my parents' fighting made it almost impossible and the rain that was coming down in heavy sheets didn't help either. My parents were drunk not that it made a difference in their fighting; it was just as bad when they weren't drunk. My dad could ask my mom what was for dinner and in 5 seconds it could turn into an argument over the color the house was painted, or my mom could ask what time it was and in 4 seconds it could turn into an argument over what was the best song. There's one think I don't get. If they fight so much then why don't they get a divorce? I've had a lot of time to think of the answer to this question and I came up with one answer: all the things they have to do to make a divorce final. I'm still not sure that's why, I'm not sure of anything nowadays… well except one thing as of right now. If they don't stop fighting soon- as in right now- I'm gonna have to get outa here.
(her hearing her parents fighting in the kitchen)
"Why did we even get married?" I heard my dad yell at my mom.
"'Cause you got me pregnant with Amy (A/N: the gurl's name is Amy)and thought that marrying me was the best thing to do but apparently it wasn't," my mom screamed back at my dad.
That was all I needed. I had to get outa there as fast as I could. I didn't have to worry about shoes or anything, I had been ready. I always take off my shoes before I go to bed and leave them by my bed so in case something like this happened all I had to was grab them and put them on. Well I already had my shoes on; they had been on since my parents started fighting that evening, so I was ready. I climbed out my window. We lived in a one story house so it wasn't that hard getting out.
I started walking. I didn't know where I was going, I was just getting away from the people I call my parents. I was at the end of my street now and I could still hear them fighting as if I was still in the house. I couldn't believe that was the only reason they got married… well I guess I could, I just didn't want to believe it. Knowing my parents though the man I call my dad could possibly not be my real father. I kept on thinking about my parents. Then I started crying. All those tears I kept back for so long because I didn't want to be called a wimp came out. Right there, they all came out. It was the first time I cried about a matter like this… it was the first time I cried since I was like 8, I'm 16 now so that would be 8 years ago. It felt good to let out all my agony and anguish. I continued crying for about 15 minutes, by then I didn't have any tears left, so I ran. I ran as fast as I could and wiped the tears off my face because I knew no one else would. I stopped running after 5 minutes and about 5 minutes after that the rain stopped. I continued walking. When I was almost dry I stopped walking to find myself standing in front of Buck's house. After a few minutes of contemplating with myself whether or not to join the party, I walked in and headed for the bathroom. I knew exactly where the bathroom was considering the many trips I had there, but this time it was for a different reason. When I entered Buck's house smoke immediately blurred my vision and I was greeted by the loud, blaring music Buck had playing.
I looked in the mirror. I was a mess. My makeup was running down my face. I wiped it all off and reapplied my makeup (A/N: she grabbed her purse before she left her house). I put on my black eyeliner real heavy, black mascara, and my steel gray eye shadow- it didn't show up real well because of all the eyeliner I put on but it added effect. It looked real good with my violet eyes. I loved my eyes. I was the only person I knew with violet eyes and I looked with violet eyes. Then I put on my lipstick. It was an indigo color but with more purple than blue. It made me look… mysterious I guess you could say. Then I had to figure out what to do with my hair. I have dark chocolate colored hair. I messed around with it for a while and ended up with some hair down and some hair up in a pony that rested on the back of my head. My hair was cut in layers so most of the time it curved in towards my face, my hair started off short and got longer. It really accented my heart shaped face.
I straightened my skirt out. It was a mini, low rise blue jean skirt. I had on a cami too. The bust was gathered with a black bow on the front and lace up details on both sides. Then my shoes were tall black boots. They had a 4 inch heel with a 1 inch front sole, a D-ring corset style and lace closure on the front. A strap and buckle detail were at the top. The boots went up to just below my knees. My boots were wet so I took a towel Buck had in the bathroom and dried them off. Then I left the bathroom, forgetting about my purse, and joined the party.
All rite that was chapter 1. what did u guys think? I was gonna pair her with sum1. who do u think it shuld be. I was thinking dally but if u guys think otherwise let me kno. Who ever she's gonna be paired with is gonna meet her in the next chapter(if u think guys think I shuld continue) so I need to kno. And if n-e 1 wants 2 b in my story just tell me the basic stuff(name/nickname, age, looks, personality, who u wanna be paired with, etc). and u can think of a better title 4 this story plz let me kno. ok now u can review.