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"I'm going to die!" I thought wildly. I tried twisting my body and kicking my legs but I couldn't get the guy off my back. When I was sure all hope was lost I felt the Soc suddenly fall off of my. I sprung up, my whole body aching and turned to see Two-bit beating the living crap out of the guy. I was relieved to see that everyone was there, even Angela who had heard me screaming while she was walking home.
"You okay?" Angela asked, coming to my side with a terrified look on her face.
"Fine," I said. I was actually except for my back hurting from the Soc sitting on it. The boys chased the Socs away.
"Ash, are you alright? What happened?" Two-bit asked me after he was through with the Soc.
"I was walking home and they followed me in their car and tried to jump me," I replied. I suddenly felt a bit faint and started to fall but Two-bit luckily caught me.
"I'm gonna walk her home, I'll see you all later," Two-bit told the others.
Before we left I was Ponyboy looking worried. It looked like he wanted to tell me something but he failed to do so.
"I'm sorry Ash! I should have brought you home in the first place!" Two-bit said going on and on about how miserable he felt about me almost getting jumped.
"Two-bit, it's not like you knew I was going to get jumped, don't worry about it," I told him.
"You should have pulled…" Two-bit was about to tell me that I should have pulled my blade on them but then he remembered he took my blade from me. "I probably should give that back to you but…"
"Two-bit if I was going to cut myself again I could just as easily use a kitchen knife as a blade," I reassured him.
"I know," He said.
When we got back to our house he went into his room and brought me back my switchblade. He had given it to me the first time after he had gone on a shoplifting-spree while I was still in Junior High. He hesitated before handing it over to me.
"Be careful with this, okay?" He told me.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything bad with it," I told him.
"Okay, good," Two-bit said.
I walked Two-bit out of the house but before he left he turned to me and said, "You promise?"
"Yes Two-bit!" I cracked a smile.
So Two-bit left and shoved the knife in my pocket. I wasn't going to cut myself again, ever. I went upstairs into my room, closed my door, and threw myself onto my bed and cried.
"I'm going to die!" I thought wildly. I tried twisting my body and kicking my legs but I couldn't get the guy off my back. When I was sure all hope was lost I felt the Soc suddenly fall off of my. I sprung up, my whole body aching and turned to see Two-bit beating the living crap out of the guy. I was relieved to see that everyone was there, even Angela who had heard me screaming while she was walking home.
"You okay?" Angela asked, coming to my side with a terrified look on her face.
"Fine," I said. I was actually except for my back hurting from the Soc sitting on it. The boys chased the Socs away.
"Ash, are you alright? What happened?" Two-bit asked me after he was through with the Soc.
"I was walking home and they followed me in their car and tried to jump me," I replied. I suddenly felt a bit faint and started to fall but Two-bit luckily caught me.
"I'm gonna walk her home, I'll see you all later," Two-bit told the others.
Before we left I was Ponyboy looking worried. It looked like he wanted to tell me something but he failed to do so.
"I'm sorry Ash! I should have brought you home in the first place!" Two-bit said going on and on about how miserable he felt about me almost getting jumped.
"Two-bit, it's not like you knew I was going to get jumped, don't worry about it," I told him.
"You should have pulled…" Two-bit was about to tell me that I should have pulled my blade on them but then he remembered he took my blade from me. "I probably should give that back to you but…"
"Two-bit if I was going to cut myself again I could just as easily use a kitchen knife as a blade," I reassured him.
"I know," He said.
When we got back to our house he went into his room and brought me back my switchblade. He had given it to me the first time after he had gone on a shoplifting-spree while I was still in Junior High. He hesitated before handing it over to me.
"Be careful with this, okay?" He told me.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything bad with it," I told him.
"Okay, good," Two-bit said.
I walked Two-bit out of the house but before he left he turned to me and said, "You promise?"
"Yes Two-bit!" I cracked a smile.
So Two-bit left and shoved the knife in my pocket. I wasn't going to cut myself again, ever. I went upstairs into my room, closed my door, and threw myself onto my bed and cried.