It was a few weeks later. Football had started already and Two-Bit was the mascot, and Steve was a football player. I was sort of surprized that Pony didn't join football - He's real strong for his age. He's fast too.
I woke up the next morning with light blinding my eyes and someone's warm breath on my neck. "Good mornin'." I said, thinking it was Two-Bit.
"Hey." I heard a familiar voice say. It wasn't Two-Bit's voice, though. I turned over to see who it was, and it was Dally, laying next to me, clad in only underwear.
"Jesus Christ! Can't you sleep without me for once? I mean, your acting like a little kid with it's blanket or something." I said.
"I had alot of things on my mind. It was hard not to sleep with you, baby." He replied, putting his arm over my stomach. A part of me was saying, "Don't say anything. Don't say one word." and the other was saying, "Screw Two-Bit! Dally's the best, and you know that." I sighed. I thought about what I should do for a moment, and I saw Dally smirk at me. I almost went for that second choice, but I decided to go with the 'Don't say anything' idea. He'd have to get off of my case sooner or later... Hopefully.I took his arm off of my stomach and tried pushing him off of the bed. He didn't move at all. Suddenly, Cadi came in.
"Breakfast is ready. Soda... Man... He ain't the best cook. At least he made me some french toast. I hope it's edible." She smiled. She threw a pillow at Dally, who was fake-snoring loudly. "Get up, Winston. It's gettin' cold." Dally glared at Cadi and threw the pillow back at Cadi. It hit Cadi in the butt, and she took the pillow, went up to Dally, and hit him in the face with it. Then, Darry came in. "What the hecks goin' on in here?" He said, throwing down his apron. I started laughing at him.
"N-... Nice apron, Darry..." I bursted out laughing. Darry stared at me. Cadi threw a pillow at Darry, and Darry threw it back. Cadi started hitting Dally in the face again, but Dally had Cadi pinned down on the bed in a second. I got out of the room as soon as I could. I didn't want to be a part of that.
I strode into the kitchen, and saw Soda and Pony eating breakfast. "Hey. Soda, your girlfriend's gettin' it on with Darry and Dally in the bedroom. Just so ya know."
"What are you talkin' about?! Are you kiddin' me?" Soda shouted.
Just then, Cadi came in with feathers in her hair. Darry and Dally followed. "Does it look like I'm kidding?"
"No it don't. What in the hell were y'all doin' in there?!" Soda asked loudly.
"We-... We were having a pillow fight..." Cadi said. "You aren't mad, are you?"
"Well... No.. I guess not."
"Good." Cadi smiled, hugging Soda.
I grabbed a peice of cake, ate it real quick, and went into the bathroom to get ready. I did the usual things you do to get ready in the morning - brush hair, brush teeth, showered, got dressed, ect. I went back into the kitchen, freezing. It was near fall and it had already started to get cold. I was shivering, when a fairly muscular body hugged me from behind. I tilted my head back and saw Two-Bit. I smiled really big, then saw Dally glaring. It felt good to make him jealous. Or whatever he was feeling.
"Hey! When'd you get here?" I asked.
"Hmm. I've been here for a couple'a minutes. How long have you been here?" He smiled.
"About a month." I smiled back.
"Oh. Heh. Ya'll know what you should do tonight?" He asked.
"Cut your head off, feed it to Soda's horse, have Pony eat the horse on an airplane, he throws it up in one of them air sick bags, that gets thrown in the garbage and gets thrown off the plane and in a dump, then it rots for 5 thousand years, and a big ol' alien space-ship from space lands on it and crushes the whole world so your head is really really small and ya need a telescope to look at it?" Dally asked.
"...We could do that, but.. Uh.. Maybe we should go to the football game instead? I'm the mascot, ya know. Steve's at practice. The game starts at 6:30. Y'all should come."
"The cuttin' your head off thing still sounds fun-..." I cut Dally off by pushing him against the fridge. He smirked and said, "Fiery today, huh?" I ignored him and rolled my eyes.
"Yeah! I betchya look sexy in your little mascot uniform." I smiled.
"I do. But not as sexy as you'd look in it..." He smiled.
"Aw.. Thanks.." I blushed.
"No problem. Hey, I should be goin'. I'll see y'all after the game." Two-Bit said, grabbing a peice of cake and kissing me.
"Bye!" I said, smiling. After Two-Bit left, we all went into the living-room. Cadi went to go see if Johnny wanted to go to the game, so it was just me, Darry, Pony, Soda and Dally.
I sighed. I was really bored. I was in a house full of 4 fair-looking guys, and I was bored. "What should we do now?" I asked.
"You..." Dally grinned.
"Shut up. I'm sick of your discusting comments. If we were going out, or even friends it would be different."
"Speakin' of that, come talk to me, huh? Just for a few minutes." Dally said. I sighed and got up, following him. I leaned on the wall. Dally put his arm on the wall, right by my face. He was right in front of me, making his body press slightly against mine.
"Why can't we be friends now? I mean.. I ain't done nothin' bad for a while." He said.
"Pfft. Every single damn day you say something dirty, annoy me about going out with Two-Bit, want me to go back out with you... And other crap. I'm sick of it." I lied. I wasn't really sick of it.
"I'm sorry." He grinned. I knew he wasn't sorry. He's never sorry about anything. He pushed my hair out of my face with the side of his hand and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "I really am sorry, sweetheart." I laughed a little and stared at the floor. I'd never heard him say "sweetheart" before, and he sounded really sexy when he said it. It was his accent, of course, that made it that way. I looked back up at him. He had a strange smile on his face.
"C' mon. Can't we just get along?" He asked, begging.
"Fine." I said. "I guess so."
"Cool." He said simply and backed off. We walked back into the living-room, and I was following right behind Dally. I sat on the couch, squished in between Pony, Darry and Dally. Soda was sitting on an over-stuffed chair in the corner of the living room. Dally poked me redundantly.
"Knock it off!" I said, smiling.
"No." He smirked. I took a pillow from the couch and started hitting him on top of the head with it. He layed down on his back so that I was on top of him. He rolled around to get on top of me.
"RAPE!" I cried. I was really laughing. Suddenly, as I was yelling "rape" over and over, Cadi and Johnny came in. Johnny stared wide-eyed at us, and Cadi was laughing.
"Wh-.. What's goin' on?..." Johnny asked, bitting a nail.
"Get him off of me!" I yelled.
"Mmm.. You smell good.. It just makes me want you more.." He stated, applying pressure to my waist.
I was really close to kissing him, right then and there, in front of everyone. Almost everyone. But, I pushed Dally off onto the floor and he almost broke the coffee table.
"Shit, man..." He looked like an old man, holding his back and slumping. "Ya didn't have to do that.."
"I know." I smiled.
"...Well... Uh... I think we should go now.. To the football game." Darry said.
"Mkay." I said. "Who's car?"
"We can all pile in my truck." Darry said. Cadi, Soda, Johnny, Pony, Darry, Dally and I got up and went outside. Pony and Johnny got in the front of the truck, and Soda, Cadi, Dally and I got in the back.
It took us about five minutes to get there. We all payed for our tickets and got stamped, so we wouldn't have to pay again if we left. It was almost 7 when we got there. We watched the game for a while, and Two-Bit did look really sexy in his mascot uniform. Steve made two touchdowns, and I was hoping he wouldn't turn into a Soc because of all the fame he's getting from being a football star.
We got bored after a while and went to a lot by a church across the street from the football field. We went back and forth from the fence of the football field, listening to people yell at the guy filming the football game for the news. I was leaning on the fence, when Dally put his arm towards my head and leaned on me. The moonlight was glowing on us, and when Dally moved his head I could see the shadow of the fence on his face.
"Hey." He said.
"Hiya, Dal." I said nicely.
"...You.. You know I still love you... Right...?" He said.
"Erm.. Yeah.. I guess.." I said.
Dally smirked. I shivered. "You cold?" He asked.
"Obviously." I giggled. He leaned in, making the shadow of the fence appear on his face, and kissed me, long and passionatly. I kissed back, though I felt really guilty afterwards. I was thinking if Two-Bit would have seen us do that. How sad he would be, or if he would be happy about it. I knew I loved Dally more than Two-Bit, even though he cheated on me and everything. I didn't know what to do.
I looked around, making sure the gang didn't see anything. They were all across the street, sitting in the lot by the church, huddled in a circle facing away from us. I sighed in relief.
"Uh.. I-.. I'm going to go over there.." I said. I walked away from Dally and sat next to Pony.
"I heard some guys back there we smokin' some pot er somethin' behind the church, man. Some Socs. Someone should go investigate." Soda said, comming back from another group.
"I will." I smiled.
"Are ya sure?" Soda asked.
"Yeah." I said, getting up. I lurked behind the corner sneakily, walking on my tip-toes. I smelled a discusting scent. I walked a little faster, when someone grabbed my shirt sleeve and pulled me into this empty space where the church got skinny, and then it was wider on both sides. There were puke-green colored trash cans and a door and some windows.
The mysterious guy threw me on the ground. I was scared, but decided not to scream or talk at all. He got on top of me, and we moved more into the moonlight.
Then I saw him. It was Bob Sheldon.
I smelt the horrid smell of heavy liquor and something else that I wasn't quite sure of. "Hey greaser..." He said slyly.
I didn't reply. He quickly removed my shirt. "Ya want me to continue?" He asked.
"N-no..." I said, almost crying.
He seemed to not hear me, or he was just ignoring me. He slid his hand up my bra, then down, and un-latched it. He kissed me from my stomach, then up to my lips. I was crying by then. "I-... I said no.." I said weakly.
He didn't reply again. He removed his shirt, then his pants. Then he unzipped my pants and removed my underwear, then his. I was surprized no one caught him doing this to me. It felt like a year went by before he stopped. He got dressed, smiled, and ran off.
I sat there, alone. I had been raped. I started crying harder. After about two minutes of crying, I finally got up and got dressed. This day was complicated enough - how could I tell everyone about this? I had a solution; I just wouldn't tell them. At least not yet.