Wishes.

Things were going great between Curly and I.

It's been a couple of weeks since we, well, you know. Since that day and I feel like I'm on cloud nine from sun up to sun down, even when we fight and we do fight a lot.

Somedays it gets really bad but we're quick to make up, it's my fault most of the time. Like Darry tells me, I just don't use my head and I just do stupid things to piss him off – Curly, not Darry.

But, it's okay.

Everything is fine.

Curly even got me a couple of books – lots of books actually and each one I hold dear, even those I already have copies of. They all mean so much to me, all because they are from him.

I think my brothers don't like them much, them includes Curly.

Darry says he comes over too much or I'm gone too much.

I'm actually in hot water right now; grounded. Why? The school called to see if I was okay, because I've been missing too much school.

I don't think I've ever seen Darry's face so red.

"You've been skippin'!" He hollered, it wasn't a question by any means. Sodapop got in the middle of us before the fight could even start, then sent me to my room.

I could hear them in the living room – at first they were talking about me.

"He's been skippin', Soda!" Darry continued to holler.

I couldn't hear much of what Sodapop replied but he managed to calm our oldest brother down after awhile.

"That boy has changed..."

"...I know...he ain't...it...we gotta..."

"Curly...damn...Shepard...gettin'..."

"...get him outta Pones life..."

I couldn't hear everything, next to nothing but those words came through like crystal.

Why would they want to do that?

We balance each other. We really do.

We are both something different but all the same.

He's a bad boy, a JD, a good for nothing hood.

They don't know him like I do. He just needs someone there for him for once. Someone on his side! I'm that someone. They just don't see it.

He's really not that bad of a guy. Really.

He's just had it rough.

I'm not making excuses. I have no reason to!

Seriously, I'm helping him though. Things are getting better, a lot better.

I mean, there wasn't anything wrong in the first place.

Really.

I wish they could understand.

I wish they could understand how special our relationship was.

But, I couldn't because I knew they wouldn't get it - they wouldn't accept it.

Curly and I, we got something that's special and nice, and it's going to be forever...

...just like we promised each other.

Don't ask. I'm stuck.

One moment I had an idea and then the next when I start typing its gone. This wasn't going to be an Interlude but once I typed the firs two sentences my mind went completely blank. So, pulling out the ol' break to skip some time here!

Also, my wife is starting school on Monday 8/30, so there might be some time between updates.