Chapter Two
Standing there with a mix of shock and anger was my big brother. Soda grinned,"Daisy here has a son and a boyfriend and yet, she still slept with me. That just proves how charming I am." I was no longer joking or smiling. I snapped at Soda," Shut up! Ass, we can explain." I used to call Dally 'ass' because when people called him 'Dal' I thought I would finish off his name and the rest of his name just happened to be 'ass' and the nickname just stuck. He turned and left the room. I chased after him and I could tell the other boys were confused.
I caught up with Dally. "Dal, please stop. It was just a joke, I never slept with Soda and I don't have a son." Dally stopped and sighed with relief. "Still, what the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with dad?" Tears welled in my eyes."I didn't mean to do it. It was an accident. But dad came at me and I didn't know what to do. It was worse than normal, being mom's deathaversary, and I just using the knife to bluff and he knew it. He came at me and the knife just went into him. He died and the first thing I did was get a bus ticket here and then I met Soda. he offered to let me stay at his place and then we fell asleep in his bed and when we woke up we knew the guys were going to assume we had sex so he decided we were going to make it look like we had. I wasn't expecting to see anyone I knew." By this time Dally had cooled down and we decided to go back to the house.
The boys were still in the bedroom talking. "So do you guys think she's available because I would totally tap that." Steve said. Dally stormed into the back and he went ballistic. he punched Steve out cold. "So Daisy, how do you know Dally?" I considered my words carefully. "Well, he's my boyfriend." I had to come up with a good excuse why Dally would punch Steve out cold and couldn't just be that we were friends. Soda looked kind of disappointed but he got over it quickly. "So, is it okay if I borrow some clothes because these ones are totally ruined." Soda passed me some jeans and a tshirt. I don't really like jeans because they aren't very flexible. I grabbed some scissors and cut them into short shorts and I cut the shirt into a crop top with a neck hole wide enough that it fell off one of my shoulders. I threw my old clothes and the scraps from the clothes I was wearing into the trash and joined the boys. Steve, who was now awake, and Two bit were staring. I like to think of myself as beautiful. I don't like to wear makeup because I don't need it. I was average sized and had bigish boobs. I was thin, like workout fit thin, and I had Dally's blue eyes but instead of near white blond hair, I had charcoal black hair that went down to my waist. I pulled it back into a messy bun on the back of my head.
The boys made me tell them about myself. "I grew up in New York and I met Dally a few times. I'm a smart ass at heart and I have a hot temper. I'm a total bitch and I have been in more fights than I can count. I've been cut by blades more than a few times. I have a brother who used to be my entire world and when he started getting sent to jail I was quick to follow. I am on a first name basis with most of the New York fuzz." When I realized that Dally heard me say that he had been my entire world, my face reddened. Dally smirked and I glared. "I said used to be, not stop being such an ass, ass."
"So baby, how bout you come with me to Buck's tonight?" Two bit had begun hitting on me. I squeezed Dally's hand and Soda teased me. "Wow, Two bit must think you're pretty hot because he usually only hits on blonds." All of the boys were joking about how good I looked and they asked me all of these questions and Dally was just in an awkward position because it wasn't like he could hit on his sister because I would never let him forget and I knew that we couldn't keep up this lie forever and once the boys found out the truth they would tease him for the rest of his life. He must have realized this because he told us he would see us later and he left without saying another word.
We spent hours joking around and playing and all of the boys introduced themselves. We had fun until steve brought up family. "So do you have any family you're staying with?" I knew he hadn't meant to hurt me but I was still fragile after what I had done. Tears ran down my face And I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Yes, I have one relative that I have to lean on. Can we not talk about family anymore though?"
I had gone to take a nap and had taken over Pony and Soda's bed. I woke up to Soda shaking me awake. "Hey babydoll, Dally's here to pick you up." I groaned and rolled out of the bed. When I walked into the living room Dally was inspecting the leather jacket he had given me. "Is this mine?" I shook my head in response. "Not anymore it's not. It belongs to me. Can you toss it over." Dally complied but as it flew across the room, my large wad of cash fell out of my pocket.
I caught the jacket and went for the money but Steve got there first. "What the hell do you have this for? What are you, a Soc? Are you spying on us for your Soc buddies?" I had to come up with a lie but I just couldn't think of any. Luckily, Dally stepped in to help me. "Damn it Days, I thought I told you to quit that job of yours." I glared at him with hardened eyes and realized that that was exactly the move my older brother would make. My face softened but it was still hard. "Dal, you know why I have my job. I have to keep it, especially now." I have him now. He knows he was the reason that I was a singer, writer, artist, and actress. He had a mental disorder and it makes him violent when he doesn't have these super expensive pills. Every month I put the money for the pills in a bank account for him to use for his meds.
That shut him up real fast. I could tell I had made an enemy out of Steve but I didn't really care.
