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Chapter 8, I'll Take Care Of You, Just Like Always.

I didn't know where I was… at all. I was by a road with a small wall on each side of it. The highway maybe? Had I run that far away from home? It was dark out… really dark. I sat on the wall and looked at the forest just beyond the wall.

I really am stupid like Dally and Darry said. I had just taken off without a jacket OR a blade. I was unarmed and cold. Man if a couple of Socs come by… I'm fucking screwed! I sighed and curled up into a ball on the wall and then stuck my thumb out to see if I could get a ride. I started thinking about how I snapped at Dally and what I had said to Soda and Steve. Man I'm really stupid! I should have just let them follow me. I was thinking about that when an old red car pulled over next to me. I sighed and walked over to the car and leaned in the open widow… then I groaned internally. It was Steve's girlfriend Evie. She was nice and all but she was a real whore. And she kinda annoyed me.

"Crystal? What the hell are you doing all the way out here?! Lookin' to get beat up by some damned Socs? Get on in here kid… I'm taking you home." She said in her southern twang. I sighed and pulled open the door and slid into the passenger seat. Evie was a greasy girl to the bone. She had blonde hair that was cut to about her chin and greased so it looked spiky. She was skinny and short and dressed worse then Angela. Her blue eyes were always looking for one thing from my brother… sex. And THAT'S what made me dislike her. My brother deserves more then just a fucking hooker. She was nice to me and all but she got really annoying and disgusting often, which made me like her that much less.

"What the hell are you doin' out here Crystal? Steve's gonna be worried sick bout' you!" She said sternly. I sighed, annoyed.

"I know. Just do me a favor and drive over to the Curtis place… we're stayin' there for a while." I said back. She looked at me and nodded. The car smelt like smoke and sex. It was really gross. I crinkled up my nose and coughed.

"So, ya here bout' Sandy?" She asked. It was no secret that I hated her. Almost everybody except Soda knew I hated her guts.

"Yeah… and I say good riddance to the little slut." I said back with as much venom as I could in my voice. Evie laughed a little.

"Damn girl! What'd Sandy ever do to you to make ya hate her so much?" Evie said on another laughed.

"Jesus, Evie! Soda's my best friend and she broke his heart so many times, it amazes me he can still smile the way he does. I hope she goes straight to hell that stupid bitch." I said back angrily. Evie nodded.

"You know she was sorry for it. Real sorry. She wanted to apologize but…" She started but I cut her off.

"She can shove her apologies up her skinny ass." I growled. Evie chuckled.

"I was gonna say she wanted to apologize but she was fraid' you'd kick her ass real good… apparently she was right." Evie said with another hoeish laugh. I nodded stiffly as we pulled up to the Curtis house. Soda peeked out the window and when he saw me getting out of Evie's car, he bolted threw the door and down to me.

"Thanks for the ri…!" I started but Soda grabbed me in the biggest hug ever.

"Jesus Christ Crissy! You scared us to hell! Where in blue blazes have you been!?" Soda said with relief and annoyance in his voice. He put me down and held my shoulders at arms length. I shrugged with a little nervous laugh.

"I don't know where I was. I just ran for a while and ended up in Evie's car." I said. Soda did a double take on me with wide eyes.

"Okay, no more of that or else I'll put you to sleep with Raven. Got it?" He said sternly. I nodded as Steve ran out.

"CRYSTAL MARIE RANDLE! WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALLTHAT'S HOLY IS WRONG WITH YOU?! BOLTIN' OUTTA HERE LIKE THAT… YA ALMOST GAVE ME A FUCKIN' HEART ATTACK!" He yelled furiously as he towered over me. I shrunk down a little.

"Sorry Steve." I mumbled. He growled something unintelligible and stalked over to Evie's car. He spoke to her for a second before giving her a quick kiss and heading inside. "Geez! That's boy has a pair of lungs on him!" I whispered to Soda and he chuckled.

"Damn right he does." He whispered back. Ponyboy was asleep already and Darry was too. So I slipped into the bathroom quickly and changed out of my clothes and into a pair of dancing shorts that barely came to the top of my thighs and a white tank top that showed quite a bit of skin but was very comfortable. Soda crawled in with Ponyboy and Steve and I laid down on our new bed in our new home.

"Soda?" I whispered. He turned over and looked down at me.

"Yeah?" He asked. I grinned.

"Thanks… for takin' care of me I mean." I said quietly. Sodapop grinned back at me.

"Criss, I'll always take care of you… just like I always have." He said quietly.

"I know you will." I said. He smiled and rolled back over. Then I closed my eyes and said in a voice quieter then air.

"I love you Sodapop Patrick Curtis."

….

"Ugh." I thought as I slowly came out of my sleep. Another noise came from downstairs and I sighed. "Please go to bed Dad! I'm fuckin' tired!" I thought lazily. I rolled over and realized Steve wasn't next to me like he should be. I sat up like a bolt of lightning had hit me. I jumped out of bed and rushed down the stairs.

"Steve? You alright?" I asked quietly. I rounded the corner to the kitchen and fourteen year old Soda was sitting on my counter wincing as fourteen-year-old Steve dabbed at a nasty cut on Soda's face. "Oh Jesus! What happened?!" I asked as I rushed over to them.

"We got it Crystal… go back to sleep." Steve growled. I slapped his hands away from Soda's face.

"You " got it" my ass! You're hurtin' him!" I said. I looked at Soda again and let out a low whistle. "Glory Soda, what happened to you?" I asked as I inspected the damage. The cut on his head was bleeding bad and had pieces of glass in it. Soda sighed.

"Socs." He mumbled. I nodded in understanding.

"Pop bottle?" I guessed.

"Yep." He nodded. I shook my head.

"Okay. I'm gonna call Darry and tell'em your stayin' here with us. Then I'll fix you up." I said. Soda was going to argue about staying here so I added. "You're not walking home with a cut like that Sodapop. Do what I say or I'll MAKE you do what I say." I said sternly. Then I looked to Steve with a wary expression. "Don't touch the cut… please." I said. Then I walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone and dialed the Curtis' number. It rang once before Darry's gruff voice answered.

"Curtis residence, who's this?" He said.

"Hay Darry… its Crissy. Listen, I got Soda over here with a nasty cut from a pop bottle fight with some Socs. I'm gonna fix him up and then he can crash here so he doesn't have to walk home alone and you won't have to pick him up… sound good?" I said politely. Darry sighed in relief.

"That boy had me worried sick! You sure you don't want me to just come and get'em Crystal?" He asked.

"I got him Dar, don't worry." I responded.

"Alright then. G'night Criss." He said and then the line went dead. I walked back into the kitchen and grinned.

"Well, Darry was worried and now he wants to murder ya Soda." I smiled and he sighed. "Oh and you can stay the night by the way." I added and he smiled a little. I rummaged threw my cabinets for the peroxide and a cloth. I started picking the glass out of Soda's head and he winced each time and I replied with, "Sorry!" for each wince. It was a total of fifteen pieces of glass in the cut. I grinned.

"Your glass free!" I said.

"Yay!" He said back. I poured the peroxide on the cloth and started dabbing and the cut to clean it. It was dead silent in the kitchen as I worked. Steve just sat and watched me and I took care of Soda. I wrapped his head with another piece of cloth and started to search for other injuries. He had a cut on his back that was bleeding a little so I dabbed it with peroxide to clean it. Then I noticed a piece of glass stuck in his leg.

"Okay… this is gonna hurt." I said. He nodded and closed his eyes tightly. I grasped the glass and ripped it out of his leg. He gasped in pain. I taped that up and then stood up with a smile.

"Congrats! Your officially in one piece… again." I said. He grinned.

"Thanks Crissy." He said. Steve and I helped him upstairs to our room where we laid him gently on our bed. Soda fell back with a sigh. Steve did the same and I just curled up between them. Steve hugged me from behind and Soda pulled my head onto his chest.

"G'night Crissykid." Soda and Steve whispered. I smiled and said,

"Goodnight losers." Soda and Steve laughed and then we fell asleep.

….

I woke up to someone shaking me lightly and calling my name. I didn't want to wake up. I was warm and sleepy and felt so comfortable right where I was. But the person kept shaking me. I moaned quietly and stretched out my muscles.

"Crissy… Crissykid. C'mon baby girl, time to wake up." That beautiful voice said again in my ear.

"Nooo." I mumbled into my pillow. That angelic voice laughed quietly and shook me again.

"Aw. C'mon Criss. Breakfast's ready." He said softly.

"It's too early to be conscious." I grumbled.

"Too bad. Get up lazy ass." A new voice growled. I was already in a bad mood from being woken up and that just pissed me off. And it was Steve sooo.....

"Fuck you Steve Randle. Fuck you straight to hell you cold hearted basterd." I hissed back. Steve laughed loudly.

"Alright enough." There was a muffled thud followed by a groan. "C'mon Crissy time to get up." Soda's voice came back. He pulled me up into a sitting position and I glared. Soda was grinning like crazy at Steve who was holding his shin on the floor. I laughed at him loudly and he growled,

"Shut the fuck up." I just laughed louder. I stood up then and stretched, forgetting my revealing tank top until Soda whistled out of habit. I looked at him and he was staring at my chest like an idiot. I snapped my fingers in front of my chest.

"Hay, hay! Eyes up here buddy." I said. Soda looked up and mumbled "Sorry." as he turned scarlet red. I laughed and dropped to my knees in front of my duffle to hide my OWN blush, he was real cute when he blushed like that. I grabbed a white T-shirt and some light blue jeans along with some underwear and a bra.

I suddenly felt eyes on my ass and as if to prove my feeling right, Soda suddenly said, "OW!" And Steve grumbled, "Keep your eyes off my sister or else." I stood up and brought my things to the bathroom and got dressed quickly. For once, I woke up and didn't still have bags under my eyes. My hair was straight as ever today and seemed to shine a little more. I pulled on my jean jacket and walked out into the kitchen with a new bounce in step.


Okay so this chapter is kinda pointless except for Crissy comeing home. The rest of it I just kinda added to make it longer. I thought it DID kinda show how close Soda and Crissy really are.

Guess what? Is y'all don't review then I won't post the rest of my ten chapters... ya that's right... I have TEN more already written. Feel powned! Soooo....

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