Hey! You people are so AWESOME!!! Thanks so much for the sweet reviews! I
love you all!! Someone, I can't remember who (SORRY!!) asked what Raleigh
was to the gang so here is what she was to each guy: Dally- Little sister
who he is in great debt to for more than one reason which you shall find
out later; Two-Bit- Partner in crime, and someone to go out with to make
other girls jealous, really good friends; Sodapop and Steve- Best girl
friend that can fix a car if they need help; Johnny and Ponyboy- She kind
of babied them and protected them, she always wanted them to come along
when she went some where so they didn't feel left out; Darry- Someone he
could talk to and tell everything to, they had been good friends and would
go to the movies or out to eat; Tim- She would go on dates with him but
never really dated him. And that is what Raleigh was to everyone!! Just so
you all now know.
Sorry there is so much swearing!
Disclaimer~ I do NOT in any way own the outsiders! S.E. Hinton DOES!!!
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Dally could hardly breathe as he climbed in the truck. How could this be happening to Raleigh? His Raleigh? He knew that Darry and Tim would get her back and he would die trying if it came down to it. Darry sped the truck up to 70, when he saw the red corvette turn a corner. They were headed to one of the Soc clubhouses. Soda, Steve, Two-Bit, Johnny, and Pony were silent as stone in Raleigh's car. Steve didn't like to talk much but he didn't like the uncomfortable silence either.
"Well, I like her car. Rides good. Right, Soda?" Steve asked his friend.
"Yeah, Steve. I wonder what kind of mileage she gets on it? What do you think guys?" Soda replied and turned around to look at the 3 in the backseat. Johnny and Pony looked at Soda then at each other and nodded. Two- Bit seemed to be thinking about something.
"What's on your mind, Two-Bit?" Soda asked. Two-Bit suddenly grinned.
"I haven't seen Johnny dance in my entire life. Or Pony, and then tonight they were out there grabbing ass like it was nothing." He paused and nudged Johnny in the ribs. Johnny smiled a little. Two-Bit continued, "I mean they were all up on those little broads. Dancing with 'em and everything. I mean I wouldn't be surprised if Pony had gotten his into the backseat and- "
"Aw, lay off it, will ya' Two-Bit?" Pony suddenly said. His ears had turned a bright shade of red. The guys laughed for a second but then fell silent again. They were all wondering the same thing: 'Is Raleigh ok?' And she was, for now. She had struggled with the drunken boys but they had gotten her into the car anyway. She was now being held by the biggest of the three in the backseat. Raleigh had stopped struggling since it did no good. She was laid across the backseat with her arms wrapped around her with the boys wrapped around them. She was trying to be as still as possible and not panic. She only wanted one thing right then, Scott. Raleigh knew that he would have tried to beat the Socs by himself. Hell, he would have died for her. He almost did one time. She thought of the time when Kurt had gone out with her. He had gotten mad and hit Raleigh. She came home that night with a cut on her jaw and a bruised back. Scott had immediately known what had happened. He told her to get in the car he was going to go fix it. He had driven to Kurt's house. First, he put a bag of sugar in his gas tank. Then, he went to the door and when Kurt answered it, Scott hit him. Kurt had fallen and Scott jumped on top of him and continued to hit him. Kurt's parents weren't home but his kid brother was. He had gotten a rifle and shot at Scott. The bullet had caught Scott's right shoulder. He gave Kurt one more real good hit and then left. Raleigh had been so scared she didn't know what to do. She tried to doctor up his arm. She did a fairly good job on it. Raleigh was suddenly shaken from her thoughts when she heard the Socs in the front seat talking about her.
"Is she a greaser?" One of them said.
"No way! She looks too decent. Maybe middle class, what are they called Brumly? Well she is probably one of them." The driver said glancing in his review mirror. He saw Darry's truck.
"Oh shit!" He suddenly exclaimed.
"What!?" The other too asked, alarmed.
"That real big greaser that she was dancing with is on our ass. He has that blonde headed one that is always going to jail. Hope you boys want to fight tonight." He said. The other drunken boys smiled and began to get all excited. Raleigh could feel the grasp on her waist get tighter. She didn't like this boy whoever he was.
"We better go to the clubhouse." The boy said sitting beside the driver. The other two agreed. They pulled into the parking lot with the Darry and Steve close behind. Raleigh began to tense up. She was scared of what was about to happen. The car stopped and the boys got out. The one holding her down picked her up and drug her outside. She saw Dally, Darry, Tim, Soda, and the rest. She also saw Steve driving her car. She would definitely have to talk to him about this she thought to herself. About six more Socs had appeared from out of the clubhouse. They were all drunk. Dally walked toward the Socs holding onto Raleigh's arms. One of the other Socs produced a knife from his back pocket and quickly held it up to Raleigh's arm. Dallas stopped dead in his tracks.
"You stupid ass Soc! Why don't you just let her go?" Dally said rather coolly.
"Why doesn't matter to you grease monkey? We just want a little fun." The one with knife said. Soda didn't want Raleigh to get hurt so he said what had been on his mind.
"Why don't you take your own damn advice and stick to your own kind?" He said with an expression of pure hatred on his face.
"That's an easy question, grease boy. Ours aren't as easy as yours. If we knock up one of yours it is no big deal. Write 'em off as a trashy little whore!" The one in the green shirt had replied. Tim leapt toward the Soc with the knife. It went flying into a car windshield. They began to fight. Tim punched the one holding Raleigh and knocked him down. Darry and Steve were working side by side trying to knock out three Socs. Pony and Johnny were helping Raleigh to the truck. Soda and Two-Bit were fighting. Dally was on top of the one he'd seen take Raleigh in the first place. He was punching him, hard, over and over. When Tim finally pulled him off of him, he could hardly lift his arm. His knuckles were split open and bloody. He felt like he had broken a few bones in his hand. The Socs were beaten easily. They were too drunk to fight very well. Soda ended up with a cut above his right eyebrow. Two-Bit's left eye was swelling shut, Pony and Johnny both had bruises and cuts on their arms. Steve was limping, while holding his knee. Darry was fine after he re-located his shoulder. Tim, however, had about an eight inch cut across his stomach. One of the Socs that had been inside had pulled a knife and slit him. It wasn't very deep but it was long and painful. Raleigh saw Tim fall to the ground. He was clutching his side where the cut started. She ran to him and fell on her knees, and took his head in her hands.
"Tim, I am so sorry. I am so sorry, please be ok. Tim?" Raleigh asked him over and over while she sat there rocking back and forth with his head in her hands. Suddenly, Tim opened his eyes and looked at her. He reached up to touch her face.
"Hey Raleigh! Don't cry, I will be alright. Please don't cry. I ain't mad, I promise. I could never be mad at you. Ok, kid?" Tim said with a small smile. Raleigh smiled at him and continued to stroke his hair. Darry stood there, gripping his shoulder and grinding his teeth through the whole thing. Why had Raleigh kissed him if she felt like that toward Tim? Why was she leading him on? Did she just want him to get hurt? Darry's mind raced with questions. He was shaken from thought when Steve began to speak.
"We better beat it before the fuzz show. Where's everyone staying tonight?" Steve asked as he looked toward Darry and Soda. They both nodded agreeing silently that everyone could come over to their house. Steve and Two-Bit helped Tim into the backseat of Raleigh's car. She sat with him, stroking his hair. Soda, and Darry rode in the front of the truck, while Dally, Johnny, and Pony rode in the back. On the way home, Darry kept cursing under his breath. Finally, Soda asked him what was wrong.
"Darry, you ok?" He asked a little unsure of the reaction.
"Yeah little buddy. I just thought something but it turns out I was wrong. Way wrong!" Darry replied as he shook his head at the thought of kissing Raleigh.
"Darry, are you sure. You can tell me. Ok?" Soda told him. He wanted to help his brother. He hated seeing him worried.
"Well, Sodapop," Darry started. "Tonight before we left, I kissed Raleigh. She was in my room changing and I accidentally walked in and she didn't have her shirt on. Well, I noticed a scar on her back and she told me this whole story about it. Then, she looked my right square in the eyes. Soda, she looked through me. I was the weirdest feeling. I don't know what happened. I just leaned in and we kissed. I was surprised as hell. She seemed to like it because she didn't pull away. Well, we kissed for a while then I just held her for a minute. She smiled at me and put her shirt on. Well, then at the dance she was all over Tim. Letting him do just about any f***ing thing he pleased. I don't know maybe she just kissed me because I was there." Darry finished his story with a sigh. Soda knew something that Darry didn't. He had seen the way Raleigh looked at him.
"Darry, she doesn't like Tim. I know she doesn't ok. Just trust me." Soda said with a smile. Darry just shook his head at him. He wasn't about to argue with Soda though. That was like fighting a losing battle.
"Shit!" Dally opening and closing his bloody hand. His hand was swelling and it hurt like hell. Pony and Johnny looked up, surprised. In Raleigh's car, they were all silent. Raleigh was stroking Tim's hair telling him how sorry she was.
"Raleigh, babe. It ain't your fault. I shouldn't have gotten mad and hit Darry, and I shouldn't have pushed you. Please forgive me, baby girl." Tim asked pleadingly. Raleigh looked at him and smiled.
"Of course you are forgiven." She said. Two-Bit all of sudden burst into fake tears.
"You guys are so sweet." He yelped with a high squeaky kind of voice. They all laughed at Two-Bit and were thankful he was there.
Sorry there is so much swearing!
Disclaimer~ I do NOT in any way own the outsiders! S.E. Hinton DOES!!!
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Dally could hardly breathe as he climbed in the truck. How could this be happening to Raleigh? His Raleigh? He knew that Darry and Tim would get her back and he would die trying if it came down to it. Darry sped the truck up to 70, when he saw the red corvette turn a corner. They were headed to one of the Soc clubhouses. Soda, Steve, Two-Bit, Johnny, and Pony were silent as stone in Raleigh's car. Steve didn't like to talk much but he didn't like the uncomfortable silence either.
"Well, I like her car. Rides good. Right, Soda?" Steve asked his friend.
"Yeah, Steve. I wonder what kind of mileage she gets on it? What do you think guys?" Soda replied and turned around to look at the 3 in the backseat. Johnny and Pony looked at Soda then at each other and nodded. Two- Bit seemed to be thinking about something.
"What's on your mind, Two-Bit?" Soda asked. Two-Bit suddenly grinned.
"I haven't seen Johnny dance in my entire life. Or Pony, and then tonight they were out there grabbing ass like it was nothing." He paused and nudged Johnny in the ribs. Johnny smiled a little. Two-Bit continued, "I mean they were all up on those little broads. Dancing with 'em and everything. I mean I wouldn't be surprised if Pony had gotten his into the backseat and- "
"Aw, lay off it, will ya' Two-Bit?" Pony suddenly said. His ears had turned a bright shade of red. The guys laughed for a second but then fell silent again. They were all wondering the same thing: 'Is Raleigh ok?' And she was, for now. She had struggled with the drunken boys but they had gotten her into the car anyway. She was now being held by the biggest of the three in the backseat. Raleigh had stopped struggling since it did no good. She was laid across the backseat with her arms wrapped around her with the boys wrapped around them. She was trying to be as still as possible and not panic. She only wanted one thing right then, Scott. Raleigh knew that he would have tried to beat the Socs by himself. Hell, he would have died for her. He almost did one time. She thought of the time when Kurt had gone out with her. He had gotten mad and hit Raleigh. She came home that night with a cut on her jaw and a bruised back. Scott had immediately known what had happened. He told her to get in the car he was going to go fix it. He had driven to Kurt's house. First, he put a bag of sugar in his gas tank. Then, he went to the door and when Kurt answered it, Scott hit him. Kurt had fallen and Scott jumped on top of him and continued to hit him. Kurt's parents weren't home but his kid brother was. He had gotten a rifle and shot at Scott. The bullet had caught Scott's right shoulder. He gave Kurt one more real good hit and then left. Raleigh had been so scared she didn't know what to do. She tried to doctor up his arm. She did a fairly good job on it. Raleigh was suddenly shaken from her thoughts when she heard the Socs in the front seat talking about her.
"Is she a greaser?" One of them said.
"No way! She looks too decent. Maybe middle class, what are they called Brumly? Well she is probably one of them." The driver said glancing in his review mirror. He saw Darry's truck.
"Oh shit!" He suddenly exclaimed.
"What!?" The other too asked, alarmed.
"That real big greaser that she was dancing with is on our ass. He has that blonde headed one that is always going to jail. Hope you boys want to fight tonight." He said. The other drunken boys smiled and began to get all excited. Raleigh could feel the grasp on her waist get tighter. She didn't like this boy whoever he was.
"We better go to the clubhouse." The boy said sitting beside the driver. The other two agreed. They pulled into the parking lot with the Darry and Steve close behind. Raleigh began to tense up. She was scared of what was about to happen. The car stopped and the boys got out. The one holding her down picked her up and drug her outside. She saw Dally, Darry, Tim, Soda, and the rest. She also saw Steve driving her car. She would definitely have to talk to him about this she thought to herself. About six more Socs had appeared from out of the clubhouse. They were all drunk. Dally walked toward the Socs holding onto Raleigh's arms. One of the other Socs produced a knife from his back pocket and quickly held it up to Raleigh's arm. Dallas stopped dead in his tracks.
"You stupid ass Soc! Why don't you just let her go?" Dally said rather coolly.
"Why doesn't matter to you grease monkey? We just want a little fun." The one with knife said. Soda didn't want Raleigh to get hurt so he said what had been on his mind.
"Why don't you take your own damn advice and stick to your own kind?" He said with an expression of pure hatred on his face.
"That's an easy question, grease boy. Ours aren't as easy as yours. If we knock up one of yours it is no big deal. Write 'em off as a trashy little whore!" The one in the green shirt had replied. Tim leapt toward the Soc with the knife. It went flying into a car windshield. They began to fight. Tim punched the one holding Raleigh and knocked him down. Darry and Steve were working side by side trying to knock out three Socs. Pony and Johnny were helping Raleigh to the truck. Soda and Two-Bit were fighting. Dally was on top of the one he'd seen take Raleigh in the first place. He was punching him, hard, over and over. When Tim finally pulled him off of him, he could hardly lift his arm. His knuckles were split open and bloody. He felt like he had broken a few bones in his hand. The Socs were beaten easily. They were too drunk to fight very well. Soda ended up with a cut above his right eyebrow. Two-Bit's left eye was swelling shut, Pony and Johnny both had bruises and cuts on their arms. Steve was limping, while holding his knee. Darry was fine after he re-located his shoulder. Tim, however, had about an eight inch cut across his stomach. One of the Socs that had been inside had pulled a knife and slit him. It wasn't very deep but it was long and painful. Raleigh saw Tim fall to the ground. He was clutching his side where the cut started. She ran to him and fell on her knees, and took his head in her hands.
"Tim, I am so sorry. I am so sorry, please be ok. Tim?" Raleigh asked him over and over while she sat there rocking back and forth with his head in her hands. Suddenly, Tim opened his eyes and looked at her. He reached up to touch her face.
"Hey Raleigh! Don't cry, I will be alright. Please don't cry. I ain't mad, I promise. I could never be mad at you. Ok, kid?" Tim said with a small smile. Raleigh smiled at him and continued to stroke his hair. Darry stood there, gripping his shoulder and grinding his teeth through the whole thing. Why had Raleigh kissed him if she felt like that toward Tim? Why was she leading him on? Did she just want him to get hurt? Darry's mind raced with questions. He was shaken from thought when Steve began to speak.
"We better beat it before the fuzz show. Where's everyone staying tonight?" Steve asked as he looked toward Darry and Soda. They both nodded agreeing silently that everyone could come over to their house. Steve and Two-Bit helped Tim into the backseat of Raleigh's car. She sat with him, stroking his hair. Soda, and Darry rode in the front of the truck, while Dally, Johnny, and Pony rode in the back. On the way home, Darry kept cursing under his breath. Finally, Soda asked him what was wrong.
"Darry, you ok?" He asked a little unsure of the reaction.
"Yeah little buddy. I just thought something but it turns out I was wrong. Way wrong!" Darry replied as he shook his head at the thought of kissing Raleigh.
"Darry, are you sure. You can tell me. Ok?" Soda told him. He wanted to help his brother. He hated seeing him worried.
"Well, Sodapop," Darry started. "Tonight before we left, I kissed Raleigh. She was in my room changing and I accidentally walked in and she didn't have her shirt on. Well, I noticed a scar on her back and she told me this whole story about it. Then, she looked my right square in the eyes. Soda, she looked through me. I was the weirdest feeling. I don't know what happened. I just leaned in and we kissed. I was surprised as hell. She seemed to like it because she didn't pull away. Well, we kissed for a while then I just held her for a minute. She smiled at me and put her shirt on. Well, then at the dance she was all over Tim. Letting him do just about any f***ing thing he pleased. I don't know maybe she just kissed me because I was there." Darry finished his story with a sigh. Soda knew something that Darry didn't. He had seen the way Raleigh looked at him.
"Darry, she doesn't like Tim. I know she doesn't ok. Just trust me." Soda said with a smile. Darry just shook his head at him. He wasn't about to argue with Soda though. That was like fighting a losing battle.
"Shit!" Dally opening and closing his bloody hand. His hand was swelling and it hurt like hell. Pony and Johnny looked up, surprised. In Raleigh's car, they were all silent. Raleigh was stroking Tim's hair telling him how sorry she was.
"Raleigh, babe. It ain't your fault. I shouldn't have gotten mad and hit Darry, and I shouldn't have pushed you. Please forgive me, baby girl." Tim asked pleadingly. Raleigh looked at him and smiled.
"Of course you are forgiven." She said. Two-Bit all of sudden burst into fake tears.
"You guys are so sweet." He yelped with a high squeaky kind of voice. They all laughed at Two-Bit and were thankful he was there.