"Hey Soda." said a voice. Soda turned around and saw Angela Shepard, leaning against the front gate.
"Hey, Angela, how's it going?" Soda asked.
"Pretty good." She replied. "How's Mel doin'?"
"Yeah, she's getting there. She's in her room if you wanna go see her."
"Thanks Soda." Angela smiled. She shut the gate behind her and went inside. Melody's door was closed so she knocked and waited until Mel shouted out to her. She found her friend sitting on her bed reading a magazine. Melody looked up and was relieved to see Angela.
"Man, am I glad to see you." She said. Angela smiled
"Really?" she asked mockingly. Melody nodded.
"You try being stuck here all day with those guys out there. And you can only read one magazine so many times." She said, tossing the magazine across the room.
"Still can't walk properly?" Angela wondered.
"I can walk to certain places like the bathroom and such by myself. But you know how Darry is, he won't let me…its annoying the hell outta me. I gotta get one of the guys to carry me out to the couch when I wanna leave the room." Mel sighed. Angela laughed and sat down on the bed.
"So tell me, what's going on with the outside world?" Mel wondered. Angela shrugged.
"Not much. Tim and Curly have been wondering how you are, believe it or not, although they would never actually say It." she said. This made Mel smile.
"Stupid stubborn hoodlums with their stupid pride." she mumbled.
"Cant disagree with you there." Angela laughed.
"Speaking of stubborn hoodlums," she said. "What's with you and Dallas?" Mel sighed and told Angela the story. When she was done, Angela looked speechless.
"Come on, Angel, say something." Mel said.
"It's about damn time!" her friend said, hitting Melody with a pillow. "Seriously, watching you both over the years, I was starting to wonder if it would ever happen."
"Why does everybody keep saying that?" Mel wondered.
"Probably 'cause it's the truth." Angela said.
"I'm just glad that the guys were alright about it…well, except for Darry's first reaction but that was to be expected." Mel shrugged.
"They're talking about getting even with the socs somehow." Angela said.
"Yeah, I know." Mel said quietly.
"Tim was talking to some of the guys the other night at Bucks. He was mighty angry about it all. Saying he wants to help get even with them bastards who did this to you. Nothing's really happened like this before, Mel. None of us girls have ever been jumped." Angela said. Melody nodded.
"You know me, never one to follow the crowd." She said, trying to lighten up the situation…but it wasn't really working.
"I just don't want them pulling some crazy shit and making everything worse." She sighed.
"Face it Mel, you're the one thing that keeps those boys together. Even my brothers listen to you." Angela said. "They're all crazy enough to pull some kind of stunt to defend you." Mel sighed.
"I know…that's what worries me." She admitted.
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Angela stayed for a while, but had to get home before Tim could get mighty angry with her. She promised Mel that she would say hi to the boys for her. A little while after she left, there was another knock on Mel's door.
"Yeah?" Mel called out. The door opened and soda walked in.
"Hey." He said, sitting down on the bed.
"Hey. What's up?" Mel asked.
"I wanted to talk to you… about those guys…who did this to you." He said, indicating to her bruised face and the now permanent scar along her neck. Melody sighed.
"What about them?" she asked, knowing all too well what he was gonna say.
"We need to get even with them Mel. They did this to you and we wanna get 'em for it." Soda said.
"No." Mel said simply.
"Why not? Give me one good reason why not." Soda said.
"Because it ain't gonna make no difference, Soda. Even if you guys did tell them what for…that won't change things. It won't change the fact that they already did this…it doesn't matter." Melody said.
"God Damn it Melody… it matters to me! You're my sister! That's why I want to fight them!" Soda yelled.
"And you're my brother, that's why I don't want you to fight them!" Melody yelled back.
"Come on Mel, you know I'm a good…"
"I know you're a good fighter, Soda. But, I don't know, I just don't think that I'm a good enough reason for you lot to get hauled in or hurt. I'm not worth that." Mel said.
"Jesus, Mel, don't you get it, do you?" soda said. "You're worth everything to me…and the guys."
"You guys are all I got left, Soda. I don't wanna have to see you all go out and fight…then come home and I'll have to be the one who pieces the lot of you back together." Mel said. Soda sighed.
"Fine! I promise I won't start a fight…but if one starts and I happen to be there…it's not my fault." Soda said.
"Soda…" Mel warned.
"Coming Steve!" Soda said, jumping off the bed and running outside.
"SODAPOP PATRICK CURTIS GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" she screamed. He ran out of the room and almost collided with Dallas.
"Did I miss something?" he asked.
"No…just me hating my brother." Mel said simply. Dal nodded as Mel got out of bed.
"Oh no you don't." He said, scooping her up in his arms.
"What the hell…?" Mel started.
"You really want your brother to yell at you for walking around?" he asked. Melody rolled her eyes.
"That's what I thought." Dal said as he carried her out to the living room.
Mel saw that Soda, Two-Bit and Steve all had a playing card on their head.
"What the fuck…" Dally asked, sitting down next to Melody on the couch.
"They're trying to see how long it can stay there." Ponyboy said in a bored tone of voice, not even looking up from his book.
"Knowing two-bit he'd probably glue it there." Johnny said.
"Who says I haven't?" two-bit wondered.
"Please tell me you didn't." Mel said. Two-bit grinned sheepishly.
"Oh my god." Mel laughed.
"Relax babe…I couldn't get the top off the glue." Two-bit said. Mel sighed in frustration and hid her face in Dally's chest.
"Why are all my friends completely crazy?" she asked.
"Just lucky I guess." Steve shrugged.
The three of them stayed like that for majority of the afternoon. When Darry came home he saw them and pointed to them questioningly.
"You don't wanna know." Mel said. Darry rolled his eyes and headed to the kitchen.
A/N: Hello Everyone! So sorry that it has taken me so long to update but I've been struggling for ideas.
Do you think that the gang should get even with Andrew Greene and the socs who did this to Melody? How?…I'd love some ideas.
I laughed so much when I wrote the card bit. My best friend actually gave me the idea. I went over to my friends house one night for a movie marathon and he, along with about six other friends, were seeing who could keep the card on their face the longest. He's also obsessed with the Outsiders like I am so he suggested that I put in it here…although he wanted Two-Bit to glue it on his face. Oh well.