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I scanned the living room, my eyes instantly landing on the figure that was seated on the couch. Darry must of fell asleep waiting up for me, I realized feeling disgusted with myself. A lump formed in my throat thinking about all Darry had sacrificed for me, us, my brothers and I, just so we could stay together. He gave up his dream of playing college ball, and works two jobs. just to support us. Darry does all that, and I can't even respect a few rules he has set for me. I started to walk through the living room to get to my room, feeling pretty dejected.

I was walking past the armchair when I felt my foot connecting with something solid, and taking me down. A loud thud was made when I hit the ground, causing the boy in the chair, who legs I have manged to trip over, wake up.

"What the hell?" He snapped, glaring down at me.

I glared right back, grabbing onto the arm of the chair and hauling myself off the floor. "What are you doing asleep on the chair? I asked annoyed, counting my lucky stars that Darry hadn't woke up in all the commotion.

"I wasn't going to tell superman to move off the couch." He replied in a tone, that made me feel like a five year old that had asked a real obvious question. His attitude was something we all had to get used to, since he was Soda's best buddy, and we couldn't do much about him, but put up with him.

"Don't you have a home of your own?" I mutter, making my way to my room.

I lay back on my bed, not bothering to undress, curling up on my side. I still didn't want to think about tonight's events, except for the part I ran into Curly, which was extremely shocking to me. I never gave him much thought before. I knew him more as one of Pony's friends, than Tim's younger brother. I alos knew most people thought of him as an extremely dumb hood, not as smart as his brother, but you couldn't always trust what people said in this neighborhood. For some reason I believed that there was more to him than people said. I mean, Ponyboy doesn't hang out with just anyone. anyone.


When I woke up the next morning, I had a deja vu moment when I felt someone shaking me. "Why does everyone insist on shaking me?" I asked irritated, my voice still thick with sleep.

"Because we'd figured it's nicer than pouring water on your head?" The other person suggested.

"Funny." I said in a tone that showed I didn't think it was funny at all. I forced my eyes open and was meant with the stare of my brother, Sodapop's eyes.

"Where were you last night, Cee-Cee." He questioned studying my face.

I turned my head away, cringing slightly as I heard my childhood nickname. I didn't want Soda to read something in my eyes. "Just out." I mumbled, rolling on my side so my back was towards him. I could feel him watching me, but he didn't try to pry anything out of me."How mad is, Darry?" I asked in a whisper, not being able to face, even Soda right now.

"He's not mad. He was worried, and now he's just upset." I listened to Soda's words carefully feeling another pang of guilt.

"I can take care of myself." I mumbled into my pillow.

"No you can't." I would expect a reply like that from Darry, but I thought Soda was on my side. He went on when I stayed silent. "A number of things could have happened to you last night. You know the guys on this side of town, do you really think they would hesitate..."

I finally looked over at him, when he trailed off. It was bad enough to make Darry worry, but it was even worse to make Soda, who always seemed like he didn't have a care in the world like this.

"I'm sorry." I said sitting up. "I wasn't thinking."

He smiled one of his famous smiles at me, after a moment, which made me instantly smile make. "I probably should be used to you not thinking, considering you never do." He said, jumping off the bed, and dodging a pillow as I hurled it at him.

"Leave the jokes to Two-Bit." I yelled after him.

"Yeah, yeah." I heard him call back. "Get out of bed, your eggs are ready."

I took my time getting dressed not really wanting to face Darry, just yet. I thought if I took long enough he would of left for work already. Of course I wasn't' so lucky that morning. I watched as he sat at the table finishing off his eggs.

"Morning, Dar." I said meekly as I sat across from him. His only response was to glance at me and give me a small nod. I actually preferred the yelling over the silent treatment from him. I stared down at my eggs, probably cold by now.

"So you're just not gonna talk to me?" I questioned, my heart sinking a little bit. Ponyboy walked into the kitchen at that moment, and took his place at the table. Even if there wasn't any tension in the room, I doubt Pony would've said anything, so I didn't find his silence strange.

"I'm sorry..." I said looking down at my food. "I'll never pull something like that again." I picked up my fork, and started to toy with my food.

"You're damn straight you won't pull anything like that again." He said sternly, starting to stand up. "I have to get to work. Pony keep an eye on your sister, make sure she doesn't do anything stupid.

"I'm older than him." I protested.

"Than start acting like it." I heard Darry say, as he walked out the front door.

I thought of Darry's words as I slowly chewed my food. Darry was all over Ponyboy about never using common sense though, so I knew him saying that was just a jab at me. I studied Pony's profile, as he now was standing at the sink starting to rinse the dishes. "I'll help." I offered, rising to my feet, and grabbing my plate off the table, walking over to him.

"Thanks." We worked without talking. With anyone else this would have been awkward, but with Pony it was comfortable.

After I helped Pony with the dished I took a quick shower, and decided to head over to Sandy's house. She was Soda's girlfriend, but I also considered her my best friend. She was older than me, but she still treated me like a equal. I knew she would understand about the Tim situation, and not preach to me. I envied Sandy in so many ways. She wasn't like most girls on this side of town, she was different, sweeter, classier. She was the only girl I thought good enough for my brother.

When I got to her house I turned the knob to see if it was unlocked, and just walked in when I found out it was. Just walking into peoples houses was a pretty bad habit of mine. I guess it happened because people were always just walking into my house. I knew Sandy or her mom would never get upset with me about it, if that was the case I would of stopped.

"Sandy?" I yelled out, walking in her living room.

"Cassie." I heard an excited voice coming from the kitchen. I smiled as Sandy made her way into view. "Sorry, I didn't hear you knock." She said with a knowing smile.

"Maybe you should get your hearing checked." I replied furrowing my brow slightly. "People are losing there hearing younger these days."

She laughed at this. "Come on." I allowed her to start dragging me to her room. "I have to meet your brother in half hour for his lunch break, and I'm still not close to being ready."

As soon as we got into her room I immediately went over to her bed, and let the story from last night come out, as she started to get ready.

"Oh, Cassie." She said coming over to sit next to me and putting an arm around me. "What a scumbag." I rested my head against her shoulder, finding myself crying once again.

"It's not like he raped me or anything." I said shrugging slightly. "I'm just as much to blame."

"Bull shit." She responded, sounding miffed. "He took advantage of you. He knew exactly what he was doing, you didn't know what you were doing." She clarified, when I gave her a blank look. "Plus he's an adult." She added, getting off the bed, walking back over to the mirror, and started fluffing up her hair. She caught my eye in the mirror and gave me a sympathetic look. "Stop blaming yourself." She told me softly.

Ten minutes later I was walking next to her to the gas station my brother worked at. All the things she had said earlier kept on replaying in my head. Not my fault? Of course I was at fault, I don't understand where she got her logic. I flirted with him, time after time. I touched him, I kissed him, I sneaked out of the house to meet him. I'm not that naive I knew what was going to happen. Sandy, was just trying to make me feel better I finally decided.

Before we left her house, I made her promise not to tell Soda about what had happened between me and Tim, which she reluctantly did. It was when we reached the DX that it hit me. Tim was gonna tell anyone who would listen, brag about it. I was gonna be just another trashy girl.

I covered my mouth and ran to the side of the building where I promptly threw up.


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