HI! Sorry I have been inactive for the past few weeks. I have been super busy with school, homework, and sports and I couldn't find any time to write. Well here is chapter 12. I hope you enjoy! PLEASE REVIEW! I NEED REVIEWS SO I KNOW IF YOU GUYS ACTUALLY LIKE MY STORY! Happy reading.

Sophie's POV*

Emma and I are looking at each other with a worried expression. "Why do you need them?" Dally asked with his arms crossed.

"That is none of your concern." Mrs. Saunders said.

"Why do you want us?" I asked standing up.

Mrs. Saunders smirked at me. "Since both of your parents are dead and you both are minors, you both have to go to a girls home."

Emma and I went wide eyed. The others did too. "Why can't they just stay here. They basically live here anyway." Soda said, trying to help.

"But Darrel Curtis is not their guardian." Mrs. Saunders said. "Emma, Sophie, pack your things."

"No." I said threateningly.

"You are both in the custody of the state. If you don't come with me right now, I can have Mr. Curtis arrested for holding onto you two." Mrs. Saunders replied.

Emma gently grabbed my arm. "We have to go. We can't let Darry get arrested. If he does,, then Ponyboy and Soda will go to a boys home."

I nodded and we both went into the guest bedroom where we have some spare clothes. Emma and I both grabbed our backpacks and packed it to the rim with our clothes and some close possessions. We both headed downstairs and back into the family room. "Come on girls." Mrs. Saunders reached out to us but we quickly evaded her.

Emma and I handed our blades to Darry. "Keep these until we get back." Darry nodded and took them.

"We'll miss you." Two-Bit said standing up and walking to our side. I looked at Pony and I could see the pain in his eyes. I walked over to him and kissed him on the lips.

"I love you." I whispered to him, causing him to blush. Emma did the same thing with Dally. Two-Bit and Steve snuck up behind us and each gave us bear hugs from behind. Eventually all 11 of us were all in one big group hug.

"Any time now." Mrs. Saunders said annoyed. Dally glared daggers at her, causing her to back up slowly.

"What's going on here?" Someone said from the doorway, and that someone was Tim.

"Tim? What are you doing here?" Emma asked.

"I'm see to talk to Dal. What going on here?" Tim said leaning against the doorframe.

"Emma and Sophie are going into foster care." Dally told him, holding Emma in his embrace. Tim's eyes widened a small bit.

"Well shit." Tim muttered. He also glared daggers at Mrs. Saunders. She backed away slowly from the two hoods. Mrs. Saunders grabbed us both by the arms and yanked us out of the house. I hissed in pain from her grip.

"Get in." She told us, opening up the car door. Emma and I looked at each other and sighed and got into the car. Mrs. Saunders got in and drove away. I watched as my second home, my second family, finally disappeared from view.

'Will I ever see you guys again?' I wondered to myself.

"All right girls. I found families who are willing to take you in." Mrs. Saunders said looking at the road.

I smiled hopefully. "Both of us?"

"Nope. Two different families." Mrs. Saunders smirked when she saw how happy I was.

"Emma you are going to live with Mr. and Mrs. Winthrop. They have two kids; a 12 year old boy named Lucas and a 14 year old girl named Alice. Sophie you are living with Mr. Williams. He has no kids, but he takes care of foster kids all the time. Right now it's just you. You both will continue to go to Will Rogers High School. " We both nod as Mrs. Saunders drops us of at our respective houses. When she pulls up to the Winthrop's house, I hug Emma as hard as I could before releasing her. She climbed out and the Winthrops welcomed her with open arms. I smirked at her. Mrs. Saunders then pulled out of their driveway and headed to Mr. Williams' driveway. His house was a little nicer than the Curtis' house, but not by much.

We both walked up to the front door and Mrs. Saunders knocked twice. Mr. Williams answered. "Mr. Williams, this is your new foster kid Sophie Manchester."

Mr. Williams smiled at me. "Ah yes. What a beautiful young woman." Mrs. Saunders then walked back to her car when Mr. Williams placed his hand on my back and guided me into his house. As soon as Mrs. Saunders got into her car and drove away, Mr. Williams lost his smile and shoved me hard in the back.

"What was that for!" I yelled, steadying myself.

He walked up to me and slapped my face. "Don't talk to me that way bitch!" I was stunned. I held my cheek. "Go to your room!" I quickly nodded, grabbed my stuff, and ran into my room. I laid down on the bed.

"This will be a long three years. It least I'll see the guys at school tomorrow." I muttered to myself. Just then, Mr. Williams came inside the room.

"What do you think you're doing!" Mr. Williams yelled as he grabbed me and pulled me up to face him.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Just lying on my bed."

"You mean my bed!" He yelled while he punched me in the eye.

"Bastard!" I yelled as I held my eye. Mr. Williams kept on beating me until I almost passed out. After 45 minutes of being beaten, he finally left. I lay on the floor covered with cuts and bruises. I moaned as I tried to sit up. "broken ribs." I muttered to myself. I finally managed to drag myself to bed and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Mr. Williams came in. "Wake up." He said while kicking me in my already broken ribs. I hissed in pain as I stood up. He then left.

I got out of my bloody clothes and put on my blue ripped jeans, white tank top, my new black leather jacket, and my converse. I then walked to the kitchen. I saw Mr. Williams glare at me, then he approached me. When I saw this, I bolted straight out the door after I grabbed my backpack and wallet. I then began the very long walk to school. It was now 7:15 and school doesn't start until 8:30. I stopped at Jays for breakfast. I sat down at a booth and ordered pancakes and milk. The waitress then delivered my meal and I dug in. 'I kinda miss Soda's cooking.' I thought to myself as I took another bite of my pancake. Just then, 2 people sat across from me in my booth. I looked up. "Hey Curly, Ange."

"Hey Soph." Angela greeted.

Curly winked at me. "Hey Sophie. Well someone's hungry." Curly joked.

"Yea well that is what happens when you don't get fed." I told them when I took my last bite of pancake. I then stood up, paid for my meal, then began my walk to school with Curly and Angela.

"What do you mean you don't get fed." Angela asked, concerned.

"Yep. That's what happens when you live with a dirty bastard." I told them, glaring daggers at nothing.

"Foster family is that bad?" Curly smirked.

"Yep." I told them. Angela then put her hand on my shoulder. I immediately tensed up. Curly and Angela looked at each other, then back at me.

"You ok?" Angela asked taking her hand off of my shoulder.

"No I'm not." I said while I grabbed Angela and Curly and shoved them into an alleyway.

Curly fell but immediately got up. "What was that for!" Curly yelled at me.

"Sorry." I quickly apologized. "I can't take this. I've been in foster care for one fucking night and I can't stand it." I burst out.

"Sophie. What happened." Curly demanded from me, but in a concerned tone.

"Can I trust you two? You two are two of my best friends, please." I begged.

Angela and Curly approached me. "You know you can." Angela told me.

I sighed and looked behind me, the coast was clear. "Mr. Williams has friends everywhere. He said if I showed anyone, he'll kill me and whoever I showed it to. If he finds out, he could kill you." I warned them.

Curly scoffed. "No one can touch us. We're Tim Shepard's siblings."

I looked at him seriously. "That won't stop Mr. Williams."

Angela was getting impatient. "Just show us."

I sighed again and slowly took off my jacket, revealing my bruised and battered arms. "Oh my God." Curly muttered.

"What did he do to you!" Angela said putting her hands gently on my arms.

I shrugged. "Beats me, kicks me; also with broken ribs." I said fingering the bandage wrapped around my stomach. You can't tell the others, please." they both nodded. "Lets go to school." I finally said. Curly and Angela followed.

We finally arrived on the campus where we met with Two-Bit, Steve, Ponyboy, Johnny, Evie, Sandy, and Emma. "Hey Sophie!" Emma said running up and hugging me. I almost screamed in pain. Emma immediately let go, a concerned look on her face. "What happened to your face?" Emma asked, fingering my bruise on my cheek.

"I had a run in with a soc." I lied. "He went home worse than I did." I lied again. I then approached Pony and kissed him. He then grabbed my hand and held me close to him. I looked at Angela and Curly who were smirking at me. 'What?"

"When did you two become a thing?" Curly smirked at us.

I smiled at him then at Pony. 'Right before I went into a coma."

"Yes!" Angela finally shouted.

"Yes what?" Sandy asked.

"Curly owes me $5. I said those two would begin to date and Curly didn't think so." Curly then roughly handed Ange his $5 before storming away cussing up a storm. "He hates losing." Angela said with a smirk. I let out a little laugh.

"I can see that." I then heard a soc whistle as he walked behind Angela. That was when I realized what she was wearing. She was wearing a shirt that showed a little too much cleavage and a too-short skirt. I rolled my eyes at her dress attire. 'Damn socs. Can't stick to their own socy girls." I muttered as a group of soc girls walked past us, they all glared at me and I glared back at them. The bell rung, so we all headed to class.

I was as boring as usual, until American History with Angela, Curly, Johnny, and Ponyboy. All 5 of us sat in the back of the room. The socs kept on flinging small wads of paper balls at me. I ignored them and threw them onto the floor. One landed in between me and Ponyboy. Before I could throw it onto the floor, Pony picked it up and uncrumpled it. It said "whore" written on it with red marker. I ripped it out of his hands and stared at it. My blood began to bail and my eyes turned gold as I looked at the socs. I picked up all of the paper balls and stuffed them into my pocket. After class it was lunch time.

Us 5 made our way to Steve's truck where Emma, Johnny, Sandy, and Evie were waiting for us. We all ate around Steve's car. Me, Ponyboy, Johnny, Curly, and Angela all sat in a circle to see what the balls said. I uncrumpled all of them. In total there were 9 of them. Two of them said "whore." Two more said "Slut." Two said "bitch" One said "greasy trash." Another said "Fucker." The last one had a badly drawn picture of a dick on it. I laid them out on the blacktop for the 5 of us the see. We all glared at the notes. Two-Bit, Steve, and the two girls were talking and didn't notice the letters.

"What are you going to do?" Johnny asked.

I re-crumpled up the notes and threw them away. "Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing!" Curly shouted standing up.

"I won't bother them until they do something really bad. I won't act on just a few notes." I told him calmly.

Two-Bit walked up to us. "What's nothing." He said while emptying his bottle of beer.

"Nothing. I have to go. I have a chem test." I said walking away.

"What that's today?" Curly asked.

"Yea." I told him. He ran up to me. "Can you help me study?"

"Yea sure." Curly and I walked to the library.

"We have a library?" Curly asked.

'Seriously. That was what you first thought!?' I thought to myself.

We studied for about 15 minutes before we had to get to class. I ran into Eric by accident. "Whore." We said into my ear. I whirled around and was about to approach him when Curly quickly grabbed my arm because he already knew what I was going to do. We entered the classroom and sat in our assigned seats and took the test. After I finished, I turned in my test and walked to the parking lot. Before Curly could come out, Mr. Williams pulls up in his truck.

"Get in." He said roughly.

"Actually I'm going to a friend's house to study." I told him bravely.

He glared at me. "Like hell you are!" He yelled at me. He approached me and punched me hard in the ribs. I screamed in pain and doubled-over in the parking lot. Mr. Williams then roughly picks me up by my shirt and throws me into his backseat. I landed on the seats roughly and then Mr. Williams sped away. Unknown to him, Curly and Angela saw the whole thing.

Curly's POV*

Angela and I then saw Mr. Williams punch and throw Sophie into the back of his truck and then sped away. "The hell…"

"We have to tell the others." I said grabbing Angela's arm who complied. It was the end of the school day so the others were most likely at the Curtis' house. Me and Angela burst through the door to find Pony and Johnny doing homework; Two-Bit and Emma watching TV; Soda, Dally, and Steve playing Poker; and Darry making dinner.

"What do you want Shepards?" Dally growled.

"There's something you need to know about Sophie." Curly began.

"Like what?" Emma asked, glaring at me suspiciously.

"This morning when Curly, Sophie, and I were walking to school, we asked her her about her foster parent…" Angela began.

"She then got a little tense so Angela put a hand on her shoulder, but Sophie tensed up even more. Almost like she was expecting to get hit…" I continued.

"Eventually she pushed both of us into an alleyway and said she can't take much more if this…" Angela continued again.

"After plenty of coaxing, she took off her leather jacket and her arms were covered in bruises and burn marks from Mr. Williams. She also has broken ribs. Like she's been beaten." I finished. The others looked shocked. And disbelieved.

"So to keep her safe, the social services put her into an abusive home!" Emma blew up.

"But that's not all." Angela said, ignoring Emma. "Mr. Williams, her foster father, showed up after school. She talked back to him so he punched her in her already broken ribs and shoved her into the back of his truck and flew down the road."

"Thank you for telling us this." Darry said, putting his hand on both of our shoulders. Angela and I nodded and walked back home.

"I can't believe this." I said.

"I know. Sophie is so awesome, she doesn't deserve this." Angela told him.

"Curly, Angela, get your fucking asses back inside now!" Tim yelled as Angela and I walked onto the porch. We both walked inside. "Where have you to been!" Tim raised his voice.

"The Curtis'" Angela told him.

"Why." Tim demanded.

"Something is happening with Sophie." Curly told him.

"That girl just got outta the hospital, what'd she do this time." Tim asked, intrigued. Angela and I told Tim the exact story we told the Curtis'.

"Well that fucking sucks." Tim said standing up.

"Tim where you goin?" Angela asked.

"To find this 'Mr. Williams'" Tim said walking to the door. "Curly, you in?"

I approached to Tim with my switchblade in my hand. "Hell yea." Tim gently punched my shoulder and we began to walk down the street, drawing the attention of other greasers who passed us on the street, because they knew that Tim and I were looking for someone.

Well there is chapter 12. Any suggestions for this story are highly welcoming. I hope you liked it and PLEASE REVIEW! sorry for any typos:) Chapter 13 will be out soon. That may be days or weeks. But please stay to read it hen the next chapter comes out. StarWarrior...Signing off!