AN- Sorry I had to skip a week guys! Last week was our school's spring break and went on vacation. Thanks to Kennyboo, MissySparkles, Snowbro, WolffChan, XAllThatGlittersIsn'tGoldX, Yeastbaron, , and phoebequintero for all the follows and reviews! I'm glad you guys keep up with me even when I'm gone!

Chapter Four

I woke up the next morning with absolutely no idea where I was. I looked down and saw the drool on the cement bench beneath me and the night's events slowly filtered into my brain. I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and groaned. Every muscle in my body was sore and my head began to pound.

"Well isn't that cute," A voice said above me. I looked upward and out of the small cell and saw Darry standing there with his arms crossed.

"Shit," I muttered, putting my head in my hands. "What are you doing here? How did you even know where I was?" I asked him.

"You called Jill at almost four in the morning and you didn't expect to wake anyone else up? I made her tell me who she talking to after she hung up." He answered.

I began to retaliate but he cut me off before I had half a word out of my mouth.

"You know you got some nerve doin' this! You're twenty one years old and you call a sixteen year old girl to bail you out of jail?! Do you get how crazy that is?! And after everything we talked about earlier you still go and pull this stunt. What was in your head?" Darry lectured me and I began to see the parenting side come out in him.

"I just really needed a smoke." I said, smirking at him.

"You have got to be kidding me! That's what this is about? Did you rob a place just to get a lousy pack of cigarettes?" He asked. I looked up at him and shrugged. He sighed and dragged his hand over his face. Suddenly he turned around and went through the door that led to the main office. I thought he had gone to leave, but a few minutes later he came back in with the same cop who had arrested me. The cop unlocked my cell door and spread his out "You're free to go." I stood there for a second and gave him a puzzled look.

"Well… let's go!" Darry yelled at me. I turned and gave Darry the same confused look I gave the cop but slowly walked out of the cell.

"Did you bail me out?" I asked Darry as soon as we were out of the police station. He just nodded mutely, not looking too happy.

"But, you… why?"

"Listen, if had my way I would have just left you in there."

"Thanks," I huffed. He gave me an irritated look that clearly said May I continue now?

"But for some bizarre reason Jill cares about you and she made me promise that if I came down here I had to bail you out too." He finished.

"How kind of you," My words dripped with sarcasm. He gritted his teeth like he was holding back what he really wanted to stay to me. Instead he said, "Do you have someplace you need to be? A job or something… I borrowed Two-Bit's car so I can give you a ride I guess."

"My job is kind of a night time thing." I explained to him.

"Of course it is. Do you have a house?"

"Can't go home,"

"Do you have a friend's house?"

"Just Jill,"

I heard him curse under his breath a few times and then he turned his attention back to me.

"I really need to stop making promises to that girl. Come on, let's go." He said, gesturing to a car in the parking lot. Even with no explanation is was obvious Jill had directed him to not just leave me at the station alone.

I got in the car and we began to drive in silence. After about ten minutes we pulled up to a small construction site. I t looked like they were building a house but it was too soon to tell.

"What? So I just have to sit here and watch to work all day?" I asked Darry as he got out of the car.

"You got somethin' better to do to?"

I made a face and sat back in the seat. He actually smiled at me, but then ruined it with "Yeah, that's what I thought." and a slamming of the driver's side door.

I rolled down the window and stuck my head out. I feel like a dog. I thought to myself. A real tramp… I laughed silently at my own joke and simultaneously realized how sad it was.

"Is that?" one of the other workers asked Darry, pointing in my direction.

"Yes." He answered. The other worker looked back at me in awe and I waved at him and gave him a wink.

"Did you," he raised his eyebrows, "with her?"

"No." Darry replied so forcefully it made me wince. Darry saw that the other guy was confused and just said, "Long story," and began working.

The first hour or so of the day was uneventful. Bus as the day wore on I could tell the guys were melting hot because of all the work they were doing. I glanced over at Darry and had to do a double take. He was taking off his shirt and I could see the muscles on his abdomen ripple as he stretched his arms above his head. He bent over to pick up a stack of wood and I saw the sweat drip down his toned back. Suddenly I was the one melting. I leaned forward and rested my head on the dash.

"Oh my…" I whispered, swallowing hard. I certainly wasn't used to being caught off guard by a guy like that.

After a few minutes he came over and rapped his knuckles on the door.

"Lunch break." Was all he said. He tilted his head to the side, telling me to follow.

We sat down on a stack of 2X4's and he reached into a paper sack and pulled out a small peanut butter and jelly sandwich and an equally small piece of chocolate cake. He tore the sandwich down the middle and handed me half.

"Wow, dinner and a show." I said, taking a bite. He looked confused but I was glad he didn't get it. I was having a very hard time concentrating around him and I was trying to do anything to distract myself. "So do I get any of the cake?" I reached over and dipped a finger in the frosting. I brought my hand to my mouth and slowly sucked the chocolate off of it. I made sure to close my eyes and make all the appropriate noises too. Normally about now I would see that certain something in the guy's pants but Darry didn't seem phased in the slightest.

"You're sick, ya know that?" He said, smacking my hand down. "Do you even know how to talk to people? Hold a conversation like a normal person?"

I just ignored him, tried to act like I didn't care. But deep down I knew the answer was no, I really didn't know how to talk to people.

The silence after that was deafening, then, after a few minutes I heard Darry take a deep breath.

"So… why can't you go home?" Darry ventured, looking uncomfortable.

I rolled my eyes, "Please, you don't care about my life. I'm just the town slut to you, just like I am to everyone else."

"No, I, I uh," He looked around like he was going to really regret what he was about to say, "I really want to know."

He met my eyes and I sighed.

"Well, ya see, my Mom and I got in this huge fight. That kind of shit is pretty normal between us cuz she gets kind of angry when she's drunk. Problem is all she really is, is a drunk." I started.

"What and you're not?" Darry asked looking skeptical.

"Hey!" I said, getting mad, "I may be a lot of bad things but I'm not a drunk! What happened before hasn't happened in a long time! I was just goin' through a rough time ya know?"

"Alright, I'm sorry. So why was this fight different?"

"She brought up my Dad this time."

He looked at me expectantly, like I needed to explain a little further.

"My Dad left us when I was ten. That's when my Mom started getting bad; Dad said he just couldn't handle her lifestyle anymore." I was trying to stay calm, but talking about him always made me upset. "With my Dad we were rich. He had this real important job ya know? If he were still here I wouldn't just be a soc, I would be the soc. We had all the best things, got all the breaks, I went to the nicest school in town. When he left, I thought there was no way he could leave me behind, he was my best friend. But he did. Mom used to blame me for his bailing on us. She hadn't talked about him in a long time though. So when she brought him up… I just kind of snapped. I took all the booze, told her that it was her fault he left, and that I wasn't coming back until she was sober." Then I looked back at Darry, "and I meant it."

He looked kind of blown away. I don't think he was expecting me to dump my life story on him like that. Hell, I didn't expect it either. I hadn't said that much to someone in a long time and I was already starting to regret it. I had a reputation to keep up and this wasn't helping it any. Darry was slowly looking less shocked and more and more angry.

"That sounds pretty rough, but…" He jumped up from where he was sitting and began to walk away. Just as quickly as he had gotten up he turned around. "But at least you have parents to fight with."

I just sat there, stunned. That day we both realized we knew a lot less about each other than we thought we did.