"What's up, man?"
Steve directed me to the couch, "Sit."
He still seemed on edge, thus I did what he told me to.
He sat next to me.
We both were silent until Steve swallowed, "I was…"
I looked at him, "Yeah?" I didn't want to sound mean.
He blinked, "You think I love Evie?"
I was confused, "…Yeah…I mean, I don't know her too well, but…yeah…"
He nodded, "You know she cried for after she saw how beat up I was from that fight, right?"
It was true. Once Evie spotted how messed up the Socs had made him back in April she bawled and began throwing rocks at people.
I felt like I was taking a test, "Yes…"
"She cried 'cause she loves me," he anxiously asked, "right?"
This was ridiculous, "Yeah. Steve, what is-"
"I cried for Soda," he said quickly, "I didn't stop for a month, I-"
"Wait!" I knew where this was going, "Steve, he was your best friend! Pony and Darry cried too w-"
"He's their family." He shot at me.
"You're family!" I shot back, "Man, don't go there! There is no reason to go there! The gang is a family. We are a family! 'sides, do you know how they treat people who go down that road?" He shook his head, but I knew. I'd seen it back in Missouri. It was worse than the treatment of the colored.
He glared at me, "It ain't impossible…"
There was a pause, and soon placed his hands on my cheeks, "And I need to know…"
I pushed him back, "Stop it, Steve."
He grabbed me, "I need to know."
I struggled to get out his grasp, "No, Steve! There are other ways-"
"Like what?" his fingers dug into me, "Like what?"
I didn't have an answer and he knew it.
He brought my face closer to his once again and I used my feet to push him back.
Getting pissed he shoved me to the floor. He needed to know, but a kiss wasn't the answer. I wasn't the answer.
We began to calm down once I realized I could never get out of his firm grip.
He was panting, "For Evie…"
I shook my head, "This would kill her, Steve."
"Only if it's true!" he told me, "But if I'm making it up…she won't know. It would be that you're right and I'm wrong and we'd all move on.
"One kiss can change everything, Sweet. Please…"
I had never kissed a girl before. Sure girls had tried to get with me, but none of them were really to my liking.
Then that got me thinking…
Steve got up to answer the door and I sat up so everything looked normal.
I heard Two-Bit's voice from the front door, "Drama Darry Queen's out."
I ran to the door, "What?"
"Two-Bit, I already chased you into Soc Territory!" Dally gritted at the name 'Drama Darry Queen', "Don't make me kill you."
"Okay, Dull Dal," Two-Bit blocked Dally's punch.
"Darry's out?" Steve made them focus.
"Yeah," Two-Bit confirmed.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Dally grabbed Steve and my shirts and pulled us out the house.
"Man, Dally don't dilly!" Two-Bit laughed.
"I got one for ya," Dally snarled, picking up Two-Bit and practically throwing him across the lawn, "Two-Bit's in two bits. Ha."
"I already…used that one…" Two-Bit managed to say as he held his side from the pain of the fall.
Dally just grunted and walked toward the Curtis house leaving me and Steve to help the victim of a Dallas Winston Rage.
