"Dirty Little Secrets"

Chapter One

A crisp night, right the after rain, Jade set outside her home on its large deck smoking. That was just what she needed for the time being. She took a long drag from her cigarette and flipped the ashes off the end. She wanted to go walking, but she couldn't, at least not by herself. No grease could walk alone in the dead of night by themselves of fear for getting busted by the fuzz. Besides, she hated being alone. She waltzed into the house, cigarette in hand and grabbed the phone. She dialed the first number she thought of, she pressed the phone to her ear and steped back outside. It buzzed in her ear a few times and then a drowsy male answered the phone.
"Hey, Ponyboy. Get your ass up and go walking with me!" she said sternly.
"Jade? Are you okay?" he asked still half asleep.
"Yeah, just come walking with me. And don't forget your blade." she said in a rush wanting him to hurry up and come over.
"All right." he said stammering to put the phone down. He did and she clicked hers off too. She finished her cigarette, and shoved her lighter in her pocket. She sighed then opened the door to her house, and chucked the phone inside. It landed on the sofa and she pulled the door closed. She scuffed her feet in the dirt, or what was supposed to be the lawn to wait for him at the end of her driveway. She stood there for about three minutes until she seen Ponyboy huffing his way towards her with his hands jammed in his pockets. He had a good stride going and got to her rather quickly. He smiled at her a bit when he reached her and looked down the street for any cops.
"Where we going?" he asked her.
"Where ever." "All right then I vote we go see what ol'Tim is up to." Ponyboy suggested.
"Fine, lets go." she said heading down the street towards Tim's house.

Tim laid sprawled out on his floor staring at the ceiling and at the big poster of the large breasted women with a can of Bud. Something about that poster made him think about how his life needed new meaning, which in Tim's terms, meant he needed another beer. So as he laid askew on the cold floor, opening another can of beer, his younger brother Curly came busting in the door.
"Get the fck off the floor, you have company." he snapped walking back into his room, slamming his door. Tim marched to the living room door and peeked outside. There standing, a bit shakey on his feet was Steve. "Hey Tim!" he slurred, indicating he was drunk. "Are ya busy?" he asked looking about the room to see nothing of any interest to him.
"Naw, Steve, you needin' a place to sleep"
"NO no no!" he said wobbling and falling into the door way. "I just need me sleep tonight here." "Steve buddy you aren't makin' a lick a sense. Why don't I get ya some water and you lie down here in the chair? Can ya do that for me?" Tim offered completely sober and knowing Steve couldn't make out a damn word he was saying.
"No no no, sure, go ahead." Steve said, raising his hand up in the air to swat at something that wasn't there.
"Okay then Steve, don't hurt yourself." he said walking back into his room and shutting his door. Leaving Steve drunk and staggering in his living room. Not even a hour later the was another knock on the door, and Tim got up to answer it.
"Hey Tim. How ya doin'?" Ponyboy said in a droggy yet happy tone.
"Aw, good you two ain't drunk." he said relieved looking at Ponyboy and Jade closely. "Lookie what I have here already." he gestured toward Steve sleeping; leaning over on the coffee table. "He came in, and well, I just left him"
"That's pleasant, he's drooling." Jade said staring at him cock-eyed. With a raised eyebrow.
"What brings you two out here this late?" Tim asked setting Steve up and taking off his shoes to lay him down in the arm chair.
"Jade wanted to walk, and I came up with the idea to come here." Ponyboy said as he took a set on a wooden chair by the door.
"Oh," Tim said turning his attention to Jade staring at Steve. "Hey you"
"Wha-?" she said, startled. "Yeah?" she jerked to look at Tim. "What were you doing?" he asked. Ponyboy just sat quite on looking, waiting for Jade to answer.
"Nothing, just looking"
Tim shrugged it off and stretched out his arms and yawned. "So why didn't the rest of the crew come over too"
"Cause I didn't call'em." Jade said taking a seat on the coffee table lighting a cigarette.
"Whats this? The famous ring-leader Jade doesn't call her back up...could she be growing some balls?" Tim smirked.
Ponyboy even chuckled to the statement.
"Yeah, " she retorted coolly. "There's more between my legs then yours Tim Shepard." "Don't get too cocky in my house with me Jade, I just might have to take you upstairs and put you in the corner. Just like last time." he said knowing that she wouldn't have anything good to say back to that.
Jade's eyes flashed over for a second as she recalled the event. Ponyboy didn't know about the time he was referring to.
"Ponyboy doesn't know anything about that, Tim. Don't bring it up." she snaped in a low tone. Her eyes felt like flames as she glared at him. He only looked past her with a scowl on his face.
She took a long drag off of her cigarette and stomped it out on the floor. "I am going to get a drink, you want one?" Ponyboy offered to Jade as he stood up.
"There's sht in the fridge Pony help yourself." Tim said pulling a chair up close to Jade.
Ponyboy walked into the kitchen, and left them in the room alone.
"Hey there, don't worry about it Doll. He won't find out nuttin'." Tim said placing his hand on her inner thigh and bringing his mouth to her ear. "I promise I won't tell if you don't. Besides, you owe me another go around." he whispered in her ear. Her eyes flickered again, and she closed them tight trying to make herself disappear. He ran his hand up her leg tightly squeezing it, and as Ponyboy walked back into the room, he brushed past the inside of her legs. She crossed them quickly and looked at Ponyboy with desperate eyes.
"Ya'll can stay tonight if you want." Tim offered sliding the chair back across the room. "Its late. Pony I can make you pallet and Jade can crash with me." he said again.
"Steve is here sleeping, Tim!" Jade snapped.
"I was just about to run him home." Tim said folding his arms across his chest. "So there's no trouble with"
"That's good then," Pony interrupted. "Then you can run us home too"
Jade's eyes lightened up and she almost leaped up from her seat. "So, lets go." Ponyboy said again.
"No, I mean...you can stay"
"I didn't tell Darry I was leaving. He'll be worried, so will Soda. So can you run us home?" he said knowing that's what Jade wanted.
"How about this, I will run you and Steve home, and Jade stays here." he said grabbing a coat and heading for the door. Jade's eyes glazed over again and she motioned to Ponyboy to try again, and she looked desperate.
"No, I wanted Jade to come back with me." Ponyboy said forcefully. And swallowing hard.
Tim cracked his knuckles and sighed with annoyance. ""FINE." he snapped. "Get in the fcking car before I make you two walk!" he hauled Steve to his feet and practically drug him to the car.

(My deepest apologies on typos and terrible grammar, this is an old story that I am trying to update. )