Sky
Winston
What if Dallas had a sister what if the story was totally different…? This is her story.
I once again sat in my small room thinking of the one memory I couldn't shake. The night my brother walked out on me my mom He and my Dad were gone. My mom turned into a selfish drunk retard.
She would waltz up to my room when she felt like it drunk and whipped me for no reason. I examined my room again.
Light cream walls with hard wood floors. My bed had white sheets and a black blanket caked with my dried blood. I had one peach colored pillow covered in red dots which was my blood.
My shoes and dresser where in the right Conner next the door and my mirror. On my night stand was an alarm clock a phone and a small radio. I hide kools (Cigarettes) under my mattress.
I swiftly pull out a pack and lighter and pull myself off my bed. I pick out a outfit which is a pair of white converse a black shirt and a pair of old jeans.
I run down the streets of New York stopping in front of a window. I looked at my refection I never liked how I looked. I had brown straight hair with blue piercing eyes I had light skin.
"Sky!" I hear one of my friend's yell I look over to see Joe.
"What do ya need Joe?" I ask Sky is my nickname my real name Skylar.
"Give me a cig I ran out and my man won't give me money." He says in a sour tone.
"Oh you have it so rough Joe!" I mock tossing him a cigarette.
"Oh shut your trap." He growled lighting the cigarette.
"Here trouble." I mutter looking to the side as the rich kids approach us.
"If it isn't Skylar and her little mutts." One sneered.
"If you wanna keep that tongue boy I would keep your trap shut." I hiss I felt Johnny one of our gang members pull me back.
"You can't get jailed Sky." He hisses.
"Aw is your pathetic gang sticking up for you sorry butt." The rich kid sneers again.
"Wanna bloody nose buster." Joe growled.
"Your bitch sounded more scary. "One of the rich kids sneer.
I hear growl rises in both are throats and they pulled me back but Joe lunged. I fight against the hand as Joe slowly retreats back with us.
"GO!"They yell at us we turn around and walk away.
"You sure you ok Joe?" I ask for the third time.
"I'm sure Skybear." He chuckles.
"Yeah stop flirting Skybear." Johnny teases.
"I was not!" I snap.
"So what you guys want to do today?"Joe asks.
"We can go jump people." Suggest randy another guy in are gang.
"Nah we got enough rep under are gang name already." Joe sighs were one of the many named gangs in New York we are the misfits because we stick out.
"Yeah plus some of us can't get in trouble again." Randy says shooting me a glare.
"Hey! Sonya got me jailed last time then she ditched me! Not my fault." I growl but Sonya is dead now.
"Yeah." They nod.
"Let's go hang out at the hop." I say walking towards it. The hop is a place where we hang out, dance, eat drink.
We walk through the door as Elvis comes on. We dance until I pull Joe aside.
"I'm leavening." I whisper to him.
"Where, why?" He asks coolly
"To Tulsa. I'm going to find my brother." I admit.
"Well you can always come back. We are your gang. I guess this is goodbye?" He asks Joe has always been like my big brother.
"Yes. I love you tell them good bye for me." I say running out.
I hop into my old ford truck and drive off. I remembered when I was packing my that is now in the back. My mom came up to my room and whipped me across the face.
If I don't stop I can make it too Tulsa. I enter Texas few more hours then I will be in Tulsa. Its midnight when I got to Texas. I had 200 hundred dollars saved up.
I pull into the parking lot of the hotel and rent a room. I don't bother changing into the Pajamas I brought with me. I curl up on the bed and fall asleep.
I woke up to blinding light shining in my eyes. I get up and check out of the room and I stop at a bar. I knew a few people that came here in fact Tim Shepard he was from New York but moved down here really young.
I walk through the door and take a spot on a stool by the bar.
"What do you need young lady? Aren't you kind of young to be here?" a man asks.
"Yeah. I need to know where Tim. Tim shepard lives." I say.
"Right around the block." The man says
"Names Skylar." I tell him.
"Names buck." Buck says.
"See ya buck." I say with a wink and walk out.
I hop in my old car and drive until I find his house. I take a deep breath and walk up to the front door. I knock twice the door swings open.
"What do you want?" a man asks me.
"I need to see Tim Shepard." I squeak backing up don't get me wrong he don't scare me I decided to go for the little girl look.
"Come in I'll get him." He says.
I walk through the door and stand there quietly. I hear the man stumble up the steps. A few seconds later another guy walked down the steps with kid that looks like him.
"What do you want?" The guy growls.
"Tim?" I ask.
"That my name that's curly." He says.
"Tim! Don't you remember me?" I ask.
He stares at my face for minute then his mouth drops open.
"Sky! Why you here?" He asks.
"Long story short I need to see Dallas." I say.
"Um well I believe he is at the curtsies." Tim recalls.
"Where's that?" I ask.
"Curls and I can walk you there. It's not safe for a greaser girl like you walking alone." He says.
"What?" I ask confused.
"I will explain on the way." He mumbles.
Tim explained the whole soc and greaser war and all the slang and stuff. I explained why I was here and about my abusive mom.
"Oh." Was all Tim replied. "Well here we are." Curly says.
"We will go in with ya." Tim says walking up the steps.
He opens the door and we walk in to seven guys lounging in the living room.
"What's up shepard?" One I can see calls.
"There a lady asking for you Dal." Tim says.
"Let me see her then." He says with a wink.
Tim and curly move away I hang my head. Dallas moves closer.
"No. It can't be." He says.
"What?" A tall man asked.
"Nothing Darry." He replied.
"I... I left her in New York. It just can't mom would never." He stutters.
"I didn't think it was her either when she showed on my door step." Tim says.
"Well mom isn't mom anymore." I growl.
"What?" He asks.
"She turned into a drunken abusive retard." I mutter.
"I LEFT YOU IN NEW YORK SKY! JOE SAID HE WOULDN'T LET YOU LEAVE!" He screamed at me.
"Well he did." I snap.
"If you don't want me I'll go back with the gang." I say as tears streak down my face.
"No not what I meant Skybear."He says tussling my hair.
I gave him a hug the wiped my tears.
"I need to do one thing." I say slapping him hard across the face.
Dal just stood there and took it.
"Well Dal getting slapped around by a girl!" Cheered a man wearing a Mickey shirt.
"No. no. I would have hit her back but I deserved it." Dal growls.
"Well happy reunion!" Curly cheered mocking.
"If you need anything Skyfall I'm here." Tim said leaving.
Dal introduced me to everyone Two-bit, Steve, Soda. Johnny and Darry.
It was about 1:30 and I was sitting next to Dal and Steve on the couch.
"So Skylar what's about the other gang?" Soda asks.
"Oh um... there basically my family." I stutter.
"My old gang I left her there because they promised to keep her safe." Dal answered.
"I... Can we please not talk about it?" I ask in a whisper.
"Sorry." Soda says.
I sit there looking at my shoes that are covered in dirt.
I pull out my extra cash and shove it in Dal's jacket pocket.
"Hey Darry can Sky stay here my man kicked me out and I am not going to try going back." Dal asks
"Yeah where you staying?" He asks.
"Your couch." He chuckles.
The door swings open a boy steps in and slams it shut. He looks at me the scurries to a room.
"Sorry about that Ponyboy is shy he don't like meeting new people." Soda explains.
"Oh. Well Dallas where's the phone?" I ask.
"Over there. Why?" He asks.
"Calling Joe." I reply walking over to the phone.
I pick up the phone and dial his number.
"Hello?" He says into the receiver.
"Joe! It's me Sky." I say.
"Oh sky I missed you so much I love you." He says.
"I love you too Joe. How is everyone?" I ask.
"They are taking it hard." He says.
"Maybe I should come home." I say.
"Do what makes you happy Skybear." He says.
"I will. I will call you later tell them I miss em bye." I say hanging up.
I sit next to Dal.
"So who's your boyfriend?" Steve asks.
"He's not my boyfriend! He's basically my brother!" I snap.
"One thing you should never do Steve. Joe and Sky bestfreinds hate being mistaken for boyfriend and girlfriend." Dal chuckled.
Then a blood curling scream ripples though the house like Sonya when she got shot.
"Holy shit!" Soda and Darry mutter toghter running towards a room.
"Wow that didn't scare you at all?" Steve asks in awe.
"Heard a lot worse." I mutter.
"Like?"He pushed.
"Drop it." I growl AS Dal shots him a look.
"Just asking-" Steve starts.
I wheeled around to face him.
"Shut up! Ok I saw things that you could never handle!" I yell I remember Rodney's gut flying onto the wall.
"S...Sorry." He mutters.
"Dal I'm going for a walk Kay?" I ask him.
"I'll come with you." He says as we walk out together.
"What did you see in new York that made you so snappy?" Dal asks.
"Well, Murder, Rape, Seeing Rodney's guts flying on to the wall." I wail I felt tears streaming down my face.
"Who...Who else is dead?"Dal asks.
"Sonya, Rodney, Alex, Night and James moved away." I told him.
"Oh." Was all he could say.
"I've changed since you left." I stuttered out.
"Let's head back."He says pulling me along.
We get back to the Curtis house we take a seat on the couch. I sit there staring at the wall.
"He's asleep again." Darry sighs.
"Who?" I ask.
"Pony." Soda answers.
"He had a nightmare." Soda explains.
"Take the kid to the doctor Darry this happening way to offend for my liking." Two-bit chirps in.
"Yeah I will." Darry sighs again.
"So Skylar when did you get here in Tulsa?" Darry asks me.
"Last night around midnight." I say.
"Wow how long did you drive." Steve asks.
'Since I left the hop." I answered.
"The hop?" Soda asks.
"It's like the dingo but with more murders." Dal answers for me.
"Yeah it's uh where my boyfriend Rodney got killed." I mumble.
"Oh… I'm sorry." Soda says sweetly.
"Yeah… It's a place you don't want to go without a gun in your pocket." I say as Dal nods.
"Why a gun?" Johnny asks.
"I carry a gun most people stick with a knife." I say.
"Why?" Darry asks.
"I almost got…Um Raped." I admit shyly.
"By who!?" Dal asks alarmed.
"Guy named Bob said he was visiting from Texas." I recall.
"You don't seem scared like other people would be." Two-bit points out.
"I've seen so much worse that you guys would break at." I point out.
"Then give me some examples." Two-Bit dared.
"Well let's see. Watching one of your gang members get gutted. Watching your Boyfriends' gut fly on to you. Watching the dearest person the you shot you in the stomach." I say off the top of my head.
"You got shot in the stomach?" Steve asks amazed.
"Yeah by Johnny." I say lifting my shirt up so they could see the scar.
"Ouch. Johnny did that?" Dal asks.
"Yep." Was all I managed to say.
"Huh?!" Johnny gasped surprised.
"Oh! Not you the Johnny in my other gang." I say trying to reassure him with a smile that I had nothing against him.
Ok so I didn't plan on posting this but I want to see what ya'll think. (Yep, yep I changed some information . Maybe. So don't blame me for and wrong information or whatever cause my plan were not to post this story.