Thanks for all the reviews! They make me so happy to read them (Haha) and on a totally unrelated note I got two new dachshund/chihuahua puppies and they're both girls but their names are Slone and Pita and if you've read Hands In The Fire then you'll know where Slone's name came from and Pita (Instead of Peeta) from the Hunger Games only girl-ified!
~KiraKenvor~
When I woke up my head was spinning and hurt like a mother. I sat up and found I was in a bed. I stopped immediately, I didn't recognize this bed. I heard breathing beside me and started panicking as I looked over and saw none other then Dallas Winston shirtless sleeping next to me. I don't remember sleeping with Dally nor do I remember coming up here! 'I knew this would happen! Dallas raped me!' I began hypervenalilating before letting out a scream. Dally jumped about ten feet and fell off the bed.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked jumping up.
I jumped up and stood as far away from him as possible. "Y-you!" I said trying to form my sentenced. "We! Ahh! We're in the same bed!"
Dally groaned. "We didn't sleep together, Stupid." He said giving me an irriated look.
"Why should I believe you?" I asked suspiciously.
"Do I look naked to you?" He asked. I looked him up and down, he had on a pair of shorts but no shirt, then I looked down at myself. Fully clothed. I looked back at him feeling like an idiot. Once again I had gone to conclusions, Stupid.
"Um no." I said quietly, my embarrassment obvious.
"Exactly," He said. "You passed out and I took you up here before any of the other guys got any ideas."
'What?' I stared at him. "Why would you do that?"
"Soda'd skin me alive if anything happened to his precious Kimmy." He said with disgust.
"I'm not Soda's 'Kimmy'." I said crossing my arms over my chest.
"Yeah, whatever." He said before laying back down. "I'm going back to sleep if you don't mind." He said annoyed pulling the blanket over him. I glared at him before walking out of the room and down the stairs. Luckily everyone else was either still passed out or had left already. I saw Two-Bit laying on the couch completely passed out and felt a moment of pity for him but he was a big boy and could take care of himself. I looked over at the clock that read 2PM.
"Shit." I said knowing Soda'd probably have a hissy knowing I got wasted with Dally and Two-Bit. I looked around for my keys but couldn't find them, I cursed under my breath and walked back upstairs. I opened the door and threw a pillow at Dally. "Where's my keys, Asshole."
Dally groaned. "Asshole?" He asked. "Well, that ain't nice. Now I'm not telling you where they are."
I groaned. "C'mon, Dal," I said impaciently. He just laid his head back down. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry, happy?"
"Overjoyed," He said groggily. "They're in my jeans."
I looked to the ground finding his jeans and fished through the pockets before finding the keys. "Thanks." I said before walking downstairs and in my truck, I started it and drove to the Curtis's house. Once I pulled in I saw Soda walking out in his DX shirt; once he saw my truck he had a look of relief pass over him. I opened the truck door and got out preparing for the worst.
"Hey Kim, where ya been?" He asked putting a hand on my waist.
"I was with Two-Bit and Dally," I said holding onto his forearm lightly. "Don't worry nothing happened."
"Good," He said with a smile 'Well, that's not the hissy I was expecting.'. "Oh, some guy at the DX came looking for you and asked if I knew where you were."
I raised an eyebrow. "What guy?"
"He was kind of an older guy with dark hair." He said motioning his hand a little taller then him. "'Bout this tall."
I felt the blood drain out of my face. "Did he tell you why he was looking for me?"
"Said he needed to talk to you as soon as possible," He said as Darry came out followed by Steve.
"Let's go, Little Brother," Darry said. "You'll be late!"
Soda nodded then looked back at me. "Hey, I got to go," He said before kissing my cheek quickly. "See ya after work."
"Kay, bye." I said as the three piled into the car and drove out. I had mix emotions, a fuzzy feeling in the pit of my gut when Soda kissed my cheek but also a numb feeling in my chest that spread through out my entire body overshadowing the fuzzy feeling in my stomach. I knew exactly who was looking for me. Uncle Randy. I think Randy was the only one who didn't blame me for Becca's death, what had Soda told him when he asked if he knew where I was? Did he tell him I was temporarily living with him and two other boys? What if he came here and made me come back with him? Like hell I'd go back. I was done with my parents. No matter how much they say they missed me or loved me I could never shake that mental image of my father's disgust for me. I knew he'd never let it go because Becca was his little girl; his favorite and what was I? I was the trouble making guinea pig child who my parents made all their mistakes on. I was the one who snuck out at night to meet boys, I was the one who mouthed off when my parents told me 'no', I was the screw up kid. The one Dad would have rather died that day instead of his precious little Becca. Don't get me wrong I loved my sister more then life itself but I couldn't help but be jealous of her, she got any and everything she wanted and not just with 'things' she got the attention I craved but I wasn't stupid enough to sleep around or get attention by smoking or doing drugs. I let out a long sigh and ran a hand through my hair. I walked inside as Ponyboy was walking out.
"Hey Kim," He greeted. "I'm going to the movies, you wanna come?"
I figured I had nothing else to do. "Sure," I said. "Let me just brush my hair and change real fast."
"Alright." He said sitting down on the couch. I smiled and grabbed my bag of clothes, I sifted through until I found a pair of shorts I had cut off at my thighs and a form fitting t-shirt. I brushed out my hair deciding to leave it down before walking back out seeing Ponyboy still waiting.
"You ready?" I asked.
"Yeah let's go." He said as we started walking down the street.
"What are we going to see?" I asked as the clouds shifted and turned grey.
"It's called Grand Prix," Ponyboy replied.
"Huh, never heard of it." I said as we continued to walk down the street. I was beginning to wish Soda had a day off, I really wanted to hang out and talk to him. Not that I didn't like the other boys, which I did, but I was partial to Sodapop but not like I was partial to him like I liked him. No, I don't think I could like Soda. I already said that when I said he was movie-star gorgeous and that maybe he was too pretty or maybe he'd be too easy to lose. Either way I do not like Sodapop Curtis, he was just a friend. If you fall in love then you get hurt sooner or later, or you love too much, ya do the hanky panky with them get yourself knocked up with a screaming baby and before you know it he's gone and you're stuck with a baby without a father and you'll have wrinkles and grey hairs before you're thirty. 'I should really stop exaggerating things...' I thought as we walked in the movie theature and paid for our tickets.
"I would've taken Soda," Ponyboy said pulling me from my thoughts. "But he can't stand movies."
I was surprised. 'Who hates movies?' I thought. "Why not?" I asked as we gave the guy our tickets and pointed us down the hall.
"He can't sit still long enough to watch them," He replied. "He always has to be doing something."
I laughed lightly as we got in the theature and sat down on the top row away from all the other people. The movie started shortly as I leaned back in my seat resting my head in my fist. I really didn't pay attention to the movie as I drew pictures into my knee with my pinky, Ponyboy was completely transfixed by the movie but I could honestly care less. I looked around at the other people in the theature, a couple was making out in the corner, a little kid was stuffing his face with popcorn, and two preteen girls were just as transfixed by the movie as Ponyboy was. An hour later and the movie finally ended, Ponyboy and I shot up and got out before the crowd came.
"Did you like the movie?" Ponyboy asked as we walked out of the theature.
"Uh yeah, it was good." I said shoving my hands in my pockets as we walked down the street.
"So the guys tell me that you and Soda have a thing." He says almost offhandedly. I stopped in my tracks.
"Do not," I said defensively. "Why does everyone say that?"
"Well it's obvious Soda likes you," He said as we continued to walk, I was kicking a rock along as we went.
"What?" I asked surprised. "He does not. We're just friends."
Ponyboy laughed. "Yeah but I know my brother and he's got the hots for you."
I didn't know whether to be flattered or insulted. I don't like Soda like that. I had only known him for a week! There was no way I could like him, sorry Soda. "Well I don't know..." I said trying to find my words. "Uh I don't know how to react, honestly."
Ponyboy laughed. "You know most girls would jump at the word that Sodapop had a crush on them."
I shrugged. "Well I'm not most girls," I replied as we came to the Curtis house, I felt myself fighting a smile seeing the car in the driveway. That meant Soda was home. Finally. I was looking forward to spending time with him. I followed Ponyboy up the stairs and into the house, we heard a thud and laughing coming from inside. Once inside I looked to my left and saw Sodapop tackle Steve to the ground.
"Do not!" He exclaimed oblivious to Ponyboy and me.
"You do so!" Steve said trying to push Soda off but failing horribly. I grinned and looked at Ponyboy.
"What didn't you do?" Ponyboy asked as both boys' heads shot up, Soda's cheeks got red as he jumped up off of Steve. I raised an eyebrow with a grin on my lips.
"Uh nothing." He said sheepishly.
I smirked and cocked a hip to the side. "Aw, c'mon, Sodypop!" I pleaded.
Steve stood up on his knees. "Soda wants you in hi-" He started before Soda threw him to the ground covering his mouth with his cheeks red.
"What?" I asked laughing as I sat down in the recliner.
Soda struggled to keep Steve down but so far was successful. "Nothing, Kim." He said with a grin.
I raised an eyebrow before moving to sit in front of him on my knees. "C'mon, Soda," I said sweetly. "What do you want me in?"
Steve bit Soda's hand. "Ow!" Soda yelped removing his hand quickly.
"Soda wants you in his bed!" Steve said quickly before Soda slapped him hard across the back of the head. "Ow!"
I felt my expression fall as my eyes rested on Soda, his cheeks heating up like a wildfire. I stared at him as he pushed himself off Steve muttering words and phrases that didn't make sense in his embarrassment pacing slightly. "I didn't say that, I swear." He said holding his hands up. "Kim, I promise I didn't... Steve tell her!"
Steve sat up and shook his head. "You said 'it wouldn't be so bad to get a girl like Kimber, she's cute.'"
"That does not mean I want her in my bed!" He exclaimed then looked down at me, his cheeks redder then before as he scratched the back of his head. "I mean you're very beautiful and I mean I bet you're good in bed but- shit. I-I mean uh... I'm sorry, Kim, I keep making a fool of myself." He said.
I just laughed out loud at his expense, Soda forced a smile as his cheeks never seemed to stop getting redder. "Don't worry, Soda." I said standing up. "It's all good."
He let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks."
I smirked as Steve and Ponyboy went into the kitchen. I sat down on the couch as Soda flipped on the tv taking a seat next to me. I found myself wondering what it would be like to wake up next to someone as gorgeous as Sodapop, or even doing ... other things with someone like him, I was a virgin so I honestly didn't know the first thing about intimacy.
Did he really think I was beautiful or was he just saying that to butter me up? I don't know but either way it was cute and admittedly, Soda was pretty cute when he's embarrassed... 'wait what?' Soda's cute? Okay he's attractive yes, we've gone over this. He's movie-star handsome he was, for lack of better words, pretty, but Sodapop Curtis is just my friend and only my friend.
Maybe it was a bad idea staying here, I needed to leave before I got attached to these guys- which I already am, I really like these boys; even Dally's alright I guess. They're the only friends I've ever really had considering we moved so much. Two-Bit's like the big brother I wish I had, Ponyboy had the potential to be an awful good friend later on down the road, Darry would be the voice of reason, Dally's the friend you'd have to bail out of jail, and Steve is like that annoying cousin who comes over all the time, I haven't really spent any time with Johnny so I couldn't really peg anything on him.
I needed to leave asap, maybe after the county fair races which is in two weeks. What if by then I won't want to leave Tulsa? I knew I was overstaying my welcome at the Curtis house even though Soda denied it every time I brought it up.
What would Sodapop think of me if I just got up and left in the middle of the night without so much as a note or a goodbye like I did to my parents? Did I really even want to leave in the first place? Did I really want to lose him? I sighed lightly. Of course I didn't. I didn't want to leave Tulsa and I knew exactly why I didn't too. I glanced over to my side and saw Soda drinking a coke. I shook my head and curled my legs up underneath me.
I might as well just quit playing pretend. I knew it just as much as the next guy but never wanted to admit it. I had a thousand reasons to leave but I only had one reason to stay.
