Introduction~
"Get out of here you tramp! Never come back! Never!" my mother shouted as she had my father toss me out there bedroom window into the gutter. Good thing Johnny wasn't home or else they would have killed him, I have to remember to tell him not to come home till mom and dad are sober again. See, I'm tiffany, most people call me tiff. I'm Johnny's little sister and one of the gangs best fighters. I've been beaten and abuse by my parents ever since I was 7, and when Johnny was nine. I'm fourteen now, so I've decide to never go back home since dad was always drunk and now that I'm starting to develop he hasn't been keeping his hands to himself.
"Hey Dal,"
"Sup Tiff? Why you walk all alone with a bloody nose? Was it those socs again? I know you can put up a fight but…." Dally what on as I just walked up next to him and gave him a look that I'd know he'd understand. He did.
"Oh. Your folks again? What happened this time?" Johnny may be Dally's pet but Dally just somehow understood me. Which is strange since I'm really close to him and Darryl, I guess it's just names starting with D and ending in Y.
"My mother called me a tramp when she saw my father trying to feel me up so now I'm no longer well come there."
"oh wow. That's a new one. You gonna go back?"
"Nahh it's finally my excuses too stay away for good." We started to get closer to the Curtis's house, and I knew dally was upset when he heard about what my dad did to me. He didn't even like Ponyboy looking at me, neither did Johnny. Actually Johnny was worse sometimes, but lately Johnny's been off so dally has been looking out for me.
"And I just got a job at the Dingo being a bus girl, so I should be able to hold myself up for awhile. I mean I can live in the lot and shower and stuff here , and buy my own food. Even Johnny could come stay with me and get out of that messed up place. I mean Dal things are getting bad, I mean really bad."
"Well you can always stay with me tiff. But if there is a sick on the door knob… go out for awhile." A smile broke on to both me and Dally's face is as I let out a little chuckle. We can up the front steps and could hear Mickey playing inside. Ah Two-bit, one crazy dude.
Then I remembered my black eye and the blood under my nose, my one rip was starting to hurt when a breath too. I've broken ribs before but this had a different hurt, man I guess I'll just have Darr wrap after I explain everything. Except the stuff about my dad, I know that would just kill Johnny knowing that…
Tiff looked pretty bad beat up this time, and the stuff her dad has started doing makes me wanna kill him.
I know I have to keep this too myself, or else there would be trouble. Now that she's on her own I hope she does stay with me at least occasionally, I know that would make me, and Johnny feel a lot better. But the first thing I gotta do is hook her up with a good knife…………
Well this just popped in my head today and I decided to go with it. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar! Any help with that would be greatly appreciated any suggestions welcome. Review and such ;) and if you like let me know
~love, always, Shennadoh