Hey guy's im so sorry it took me this long to update school started (freshman year of high school!) Im in the school play, swimteam and this chapter was just hard to write any way thank you for reviwes on the last chapter it turly is so and this story was inded inspired i a littel bit on taming but in no way was i trying to copy her, and dallas being the main character was just because he happend to be my favrite at the time :p. thanks to my beta, perfect! oh and I tried to make this one longer for you guys! Anyway enough monolaging on with the story... Hinton owns.
"Hey, Jack!" Candy hollered over the loud music and talking people. "Hey! Have some booze!" He laughed obviously drunk. Candy smiled as he unsteadily walked away.
"Paige stay close to me, o.k.?" I said. She nodded her head and by the look she had in her eyes we were going to be attached at the hip. We walked our way through the crowd that was already there. This crowd, however, was not nearly as riled up as the one down at the tracks. Within a few minutes, two guys walked our way. "Hey, ladies would you like to dance?" One had curly brown hair and brown eyes and the other had red hair with green eyes.
"Well?" The red head said, holding his hand out for Candy to take. She smiled and through a subtle look my way, telling me to go to.
"Don't move a muscle." I told Paige. She nodded, looking nervous. "Brown eyes" gently took my hand leading me to the makeshift dance floor in the gigantic living room. He grabbed my waist as I put my arms around his neck. "So, brown eyes you gonna tell me your name or what?" I smiled lightly. He gave a gentle laugh. "I'm Ryan, you?"
"Karley." He smiled, and we slowly danced our way around the floor making small talk until I happened to glance in the direction of the kitchen table. Candy passed me with her back to me. "Hey did you see where Paige went?" She took a quick look in the direction of the table.
"I don't know that's the last place I saw her." She said pointing.
"Shit." I mumbled, "Look, I'm so sorry. Thank you for the dance." I said trying not to rush my words. I tried turning but he caught my arm. "Thank you." He let my arm go. I smiled and walked away searching for Paige. I hurriedly made my way through the increasing crowd, still not finding my sister I peaked my head out the door; still nothing. I ran down the hall way when I heard a thud. I ran straight into the opening bathroom door. I hit the floor with an even harder thud. I tried blinking to keep my vision straight but it was hard to find details in the blurry faces that now surrounded the spot I lay. I did however recognize a few faces such as Candy, Ryan, the red head and, Paige! Goddamn Paige she was the one coming out of the bathroom! A dark shadowed man handed me a glass full of a sweet tasting liquid; I should have known better than to take a drink from an unknown person. I was lifted over to a couch I could hear voices talking over me. When I finally awoke, I was in a situation no one ever wanted to be in. I kept my breaths soft and calm as I slowly opened my eyes afraid of what I might find. The order of rotting wood and dirty metal matched the scenery to a "t". Feeling cold metal against my bare skin gave me the curiosity to look around. Tight rusted metal cuffs surrounded my wrists and ankles. I knew better than to fight what was enviably going to come. I heard a muffled mumble as I looked quickly to my left, the table I was being held to looked like it had seen many before. I gasped through the muggy air. Paige sat shaking in a corner with her hands tied behind her back, a cloth around her mouth and legs tied so she couldn't move. Tears consistently ran down her face when she finally met my eye contact. "Shhh." I instructed my little sister. She nodded as I examined the
cuffs around my hands. It looked as though they had notches around them. Struggling to get my hand squeezed through the cuff I made a loud clink of metal hitting metal. Before I had time to grasp what was happening, a large black man and smaller white man stood next to me holding my wrists so tight I was sure they were going to break. I stared into the black man's eyes, not even bothering to budge; I knew better. "Well, ya' got me here, so what are you going to do?" I asked flatly. The white man huffed.
"Are you going to make this easy on yourself or easy on us?" I pretended to ponder this for a moment.
"Look, I'll make you deal let that girl go, and I'll give you the best night of your life." So bluffed a little bit.
I seductively locked my finger around the white guys belt loop and gave it a little tug. I bit my lip gently trying to look as much as possible like I was going to enjoy this. The black guy watched the exchange between the white guy and me before nodding to the white guy to untie Paige and let her go. He did
something I wasn't expecting. The white guy held Paige up while the black guy slapped Paige so hard in the face it looked like Paige might fall out of conciseness. He slammed Paige into the wall before handing her to the white guy. The white guy grabbed her arm and forcefully dragged her out. Not long after I heard an engine start and car drive away. I hoped to God this night would just end already but I trusted Pagie would soon be safe. I felt my heart sink. I would do anything just to know my baby sister would be okay. Tears welled in my eyes at the thought that I might never see Paige, my dad, Sodapop, Ponyboy, Darry, Two-Bit, Steve, Candy, old friends or my beloved pets, but what hurt the most was knowing that if tonight was the end I would never be able to tell Dallas how I truly feel..
Pagie's POV
I pushed my legs farther and faster than I ever thought I would have to. The hot air came flooding into my lungs and rushed back out. My body told me to quit, my heart said keep pushing. I heard the faint loudness of a crowd not too far away I hoped this was the right crowd, in that moment of time he was the one person I needed; my sister needed. I tripped on a large pile of dirt and managed to scrape a large wound in my right knee. I grabbed my bloody knee examining the damage that had been done. I got back on to my feet and ran the last block I need to. I recognized the surroundings I knew I was in the right place. I ran around pushing through the crowd hopping to find Ponyboy and Dallas in the place my sister had left them over an hour ago. I was approaching the benches Pony and I had sat on when, boom. I ran straight into Sodapop, who was accompanied by Ponyboy and a few feet behind was Dallas. Dallas! "Dallas!" I hollered shoving past Sodapop. Dallas just gave me a confused look. I didn't blame him though, I'm sure I looked like a wreck. Tears were streaming down my face, I was still out of breath, and my voice kept breaking from the pure adrenalin that now flowed through my body. "Hurry! Karley she's in trouble!" This pricked all the boy's attention. Dallas set his beer bottle down.
"What do you mean she's in trouble?" Dally asked in a more serious tone.
"These two guys, they grabbed us and she was asleep. They strapped her on a table!" I was starting to babble and couldn't control myself. "Rape! Rape!" was all I could manage to say. For a split second Dally who whore a concerned mask that soon showed determination. Sodapop grabbed my arm and looked down straight into my eyes.
"Where is she?" the carefree expression I was so used to seeing him in now looked like it went through a meat grinder. Searching frantically through my memories, I couldn't remember the streets my taker had taken me back on. "I…I… I don't know." I said honestly. I hadn't noticed, but Dal was gone.
"Ponyboy, grab Paige and take her to the truck; try to clean her up! Two-Bit, Darry should be home. Call the house and tell him we have a situation, and to be ready to leave the house when we pull up." That was not the last of Soda's commands, but Ponyboy grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of whichever car they drove. "How do you feel? Does it hurt? What where they doing?" Pony kept asking me questions I couldn't find the answers to; the answers were there, I just couldn't say them. He brushed his finger over my check, causing me to jump; not from the pain, but the memory of the last time I felt skin to my check. Soon enough the boys came rushing back, now in tow was Tim Shepard, along with the rest of Pony's gang. Two-Bit came running in last, "I called Darry, he said that when we get there he wants everyone besides Dallas and Tim to stay home." Two-Bit shouted through the back window. Everyone was about to disagree when I piped in.
"I agree. Guys, these guys looked like they would do anything. Doesn't matter the reason. And considering what they have been doing I would be totally baffled if they weren't packing at least one heater." No one responded, but they all held the same look of agreement. Since we were speeding, we got to the Curtis's residence rather quickly. Tim and Dally stayed in the back, while everyone else hopped out. I was about to get out when I realized I was the only one who had even a dim realization of where we were actually going. I stayed in the car, not following the others. Darry jumped into the driver's seat; it was obvious he wasn't expecting me to still be there.
"Jesus Christ." He said after jumping. "Paige, go inside." He said, sternly pointing to the door.
I looked at him "Uh, don't you kindof need me for directions?" his expression changed from one of confusion to one of understanding.
"You will stay in the car. Do you understand me?" I nodded my head quickly. He also gave me a small pocketknife; I nodded knowing what he was implying. I took the car on a couple of wrong turns through some weird back allies, and God for saken dirt roads that lead to nowhere anytime soon.
Finally, after 15 minutes of frantic driving, Darry and I got us to the old shade that was somewhat hidden just off a road from town it looked abandoned. Darry got out of the car; there was a gun sticking out of his pants. I grabbed his hand that was on the steering wheel; he stopped and looked at me.
"Do not hurt anybody." I said sternly. I knew Darry wasn't anymore fond of hurting anyone than I was, but that wasn't stopping Dally or Tim… the boy's ran into the house, Dally held his gun out, locked and loaded, but Darry and Tim followed, not holding their weapons. I heard a lot of shouting. Not five minutes later a gunshot enchoed through the hot night.
huhhh no way! tehe sorry to leave you hanging but it helps with dramatics. thanks for reading :)