I know it has been a while since you last heard from me, but hey im not dead. ( dodges rotten fruit ) Hey , family problems, so yeah. ON WITH THE STORY. ( if anyone's still reading ).
DISCLAIMER : DON'T OWN IT : ( . SORRY
CHAPTER 8: NEW AND IMPROVED
I woke up surrounded by loud noises coming from the kitchen. My parents were fighting, again ! It makes me wonder if thing will ever get better, then I remember why I decided that today was the day I would start talking again. You see I made myself a list of rules when I decided this :
RULES
1. EMOTIONS GET IN THE WAY, SO DON'T GIVE A F**K .
THAT IS ALL.
The plan is to not stray from these rules. Then I won't get hurt. So the second I hear the door slam ( the sign dad left for work ) I jump up and put on a t-shirt and jeans with the jeans jacket Darry gave me for my birthday, then out the door heading to the Curtis house my mom screaming curses at me down the road. My rules must be working , beacause the moment I feel hurt building up in me I will it away.
It didn't take me to long to get there and the second I walk through the door the first 'hi' I hear is from Johnny, he must of spent the night. Today, I do something different though and answer back.
" Hey bro " I answer back.
I'm met with seven with six different looks of shock in return. So to break the silence I say something.
" Jeez, I didn't know you guys missed the sound of my voice that much " I say with a hint of sarcasm.
I'm then attacked in a bear hug by none other the mister pepsi-cola himself.
" course we did kid " he murmured, squishing me closer to him. I hug him back, but don't put as much emotion in it. Like I said rules.
I get passed all around the room rest of the room getting different mumur's and hugs. My favorite is two-bit's where he hugs me and says 'so glad your not mute, buddy '.
After we all settled down we sit and watch mickey on the tv . I'm squished between Ponyboy and Johnny on the couch, but I don't care. I'm to busy enjoying the silence.
Suddenly the door slams open and a familiar sound of boots stomping sound through the house. I don't even have to look to see who it is.
He stops right next to the couch and looks at me.
" so your back " he says.
I don't even look away from the tv when I answer. He doesn't deserve it. " yes Dallas, I'm back " .
OOOOHHHHH. THE FIRST INCOUNTER AFTER THE INCIDENT. HOW WILL IT GO ?
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HUGS, KISSES AND VIRTUAL COOKIES.
- KATIE
