I'm kind of disappointed with last chapter): I hope this one will make up for it! All credit goes to S.E Hinton. I only own Molly, Kay, and Molly's family! I also do not own "Stay Beautiful".. There are just certain words I changed to fit the story more. All other rights go to Taylor Swift.
I awoke with a pounding headache, and I sat up. I remember taking the first couple of shots, but nothing from then on. Just a black pit. I wasn't usually that way. I could usually remember anything from when I was drunk. Maybe I just got reaaaally wasted. I looked all around, but no one else was in the room. I shook my head and gasped when I saw my reflection. My hair was a mess, and I really didn't know whose clothes I was wearing. I found the nearest brush and cringed as I ripped it through my sad excuse for hair. When I was finally finished, it didn't look half bad. Actually, it looked pretty curly, which was a rare occasion. I walked out Kay's door, to find everyone sitting on the couch.
"Well g'mornin' princess!" Two-Bit bellowed. He always did this when I had a hangover, just to make my head hurt a lil' more than usual when I was around him.
I waved, eyes closed. He chuckled, and I sat next to Kay on the couch. "What time is it?"
"Two thirty." She replied with a sly grin on her face.
"…Shit…" I mumbled. So half of my day was gone, and I'd just woken up. Just peachy. "So what's going on today?"
"Well, Soda's working until three thirty, and Dare's workin' until seven or eight. We're kinda just bmmin' around today."
"The boy's gonna work himself to death!" I exclaimed. Darry did work too much, everyone knew it.
They all nodded in agreement. "I'm goin' back to bed. Deuces." And I walked back into Kay's room, shut the door, and drifted immediately into a deep, dreamless sleep.
"Molly, honey. Wake up, I'll walk you back home." None other than Sodapop Curtis woke me up with a smile on his face.
"What time is it?" I groaned.
"Quarter to five."
"Okay." And I remembered the mysterious clothes I had on. "Oh yeah, um, am I wearing your clothes?" I laughed.
"Oh yeah, um, you didn't have any and all."
"Well aren't you a gentleman!" I winked. I looked down at the DX shirt and sweatpants I was wearing. "You can have them back at my house, alright? They're comfy!" I gave him a cute grin, and we set off. "Bye guys! I love you all!" I blew an air kiss to the gang, and I took Soda's hand, and walked out the wire fence.
"Wait, Soda, what did I even do last night?" I laughed, "I've blacked out."
"I mean nothing out of the ordinary for you three." He said plain and simply with a shrug of his shoulders. I laughed.
And a thought came to mind. Soda never drank with us, or smoked with Pony. "Hey, Soda? How come you never drink? Or smoke, like the rest of them?" I didn't smoke. That shit was disgusting.
"Well," he smiled, "I don't need to. I'm perfectly happy without it rottin' out my insides!" I nodded, and we approached my house. The door was locked, so we went in the back door, and I ran up the stairs to my room, for fear Josh would see Soda and get all weird. Don't get me wrong, Josh l o v e d Sodapop, but he was weird about me being in relationships. I still hadn't told him. We arrived in my room, and I took Soda's shirt off, forgetting it would leave me in just a bra. I looked over at him, embarrassed, to find him looking at me. I threw the shirt at him, and laughed as he blushed a deep red. I decided to just let it go and take his sweatpants off too. I put on my own shirt and shorts, and ran up to Soda and gave him the tightest hug I'd ever given anyone. I didn't have a particular reason, I just was so happy to have him, finally.
"What was that for?" He chuckled, when I'd decided the embrace was finished.
"You're just so cute. I had to." I smiled, and kissed him.
When we pulled apart, "I didn't know you played?"
"Huh?"
"Guitar. I didn't know that." He motioned towards my faded guitar in the corner. "Will you play me something?"
"I guess!" I smiled, and retrieved my guitar. The song I'd recently written came into my mind, "I actually wrote this one for you. I just finished."
His eyes lit up, "Really?" I nodded. I strummed to the intro.
Soda's eyes are like a jungle
He smiles, it's like the radio
He whispers songs into my window
In words nobody knows
There's pretty girls on every corner
That watch him as he's walking home
Saying, does he know?
Will you ever know
You're beautiful
Every little piece love, don't you know
You're really gonna be someone, ask anyone
When you find everything you looked for
I hope your life leads you back to my door
Oh but if it don't, stay beautiful
Soda finds another way to be
The highlight of my day
I'm taking pictures in my mind
So I can save them for a rainy day
It's hard to make conversation
When he's taking my breath away
I should say, hey by the way
You're beautiful, every little piece love
And don't ya know, you're really gonna be someone
Ask anyone And when you find everything you looked for
I hope your love leads you back to my door
Oh, but if it don't
Stay beautiful
If you and I are a story
That never gets told
If what you are is a daydream
I'll never get to hold, at least you'll know
You're beautiful, every little piece love
And don't ya know, you're really gonna be someone
Ask anyone And when you find everything you looked for
I hope your love leads you back to my door
Oh, but if it don't
Stay beautiful
"Molly… that's beautiful." A star struck Sodapop Curtis said. For once, I was the one taking his breath away.
I blushed. "Thanks!"
"So, you made that up all on your lonesome?" His eyes were shining.
"Mhm… I've been playin' since I was seven. My dad taught me."
"That's so sweet."
"It'll always be something to remember him by."
He held my arms, "Mol, you're gonna have so much more to remember him by. He is an amazing man that you won't ever forget. Believe me."
I didn't know what to say. Sometimes with Soda, you just had to kiss him to make him feel like his advice was good enough. So, to kiss him is exactly what I did. I had my arms interlocked around his neck, cradled in his arms on my bed. When we pulled apart, I laid my head on his chest, and he stroked my hair. We just lay there for a while, my eyes closed.
"Whadd're you two up to?" Josh came in and asked. He didn't look mad. I give him props for that…
"Oh…um…" Soda started, but I quickly intervened before he had a panic attack.
"Hi Joshy-poo. I actually had to tell you something. I'm going with Sodapop now."
Josh smiled. He just smiled. "I approve, Molly. But do anything to hurt her, Curtis, and I swear to fucking god…"
Soda got up and extended a hand to Josh, which he met halfway. "I promise, Josh."
"I know, kid." I guess either he was in a really good mood, or Josh just really liked Sodapop. He'd nearly skinned Bob when he found us making out at first. And with that, he left the room.
"Well I best be gettin' home."
"Soda, just because Josh is here doesn't mean you have to leave!" I giggled.
"Oh I know, I know. I should be home soon anyways."
I sighed, "Okay, okay." I stretched up to have my lips meet his. "Bye, honey."
"Bye, baby, I love you!" I blushed. He said he loved me!
"I love you too. Bye!"
He left the room, and I watched him set off on the road towards his house. I opened the window, and shouted out, "Stay beautiful!" and blew a kiss. He caught it, and laughed. I couldn't believe he actually said he loved me. The words echoed in my mind all night.