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*Katty*
Chapter 16
I followed Sodapop into the building as we were going to get some Pepsis, all the time directing my eyes to the ground. I know that Two-Bit said that they were casual about this sort of thing, but I just couldn't bring myself to be at ease with it. I felt a little ashamed with myself that I couldn't even look him in the eye. How could I let this come between what would most likely be a great friendship?
"Hey Two-Bit," I heard Soda yell, "Hold on we'll sit with you guys."
I opened my mouth to object but when Soda turned around and flashed me his award-winning smile I knew I couldn't refuse. He kissed my forehead before motioning for me to sit down and running off to get the sodas. I walked over calmly although I knew that I must've looked horribly awkward but leave it to Two-Bit to lighten the moment.
"Hey Katty," He said as always surprisingly enthusiastically, "Grab a seat there beside Cath. She's not gonna bite."
I just smiled as I took the chair next to the rather trashy yet under the makeup pretty girl who was obviously known as Cathy. I looked down at her innocently smiling at her and she simply responded with a type of a glare and a smirk mixed together. All I know is that it obviously wasn't pleasant.
We just sat there in silence waiting for Sodapop as Cathy repeatedly drummed her painted nails on the table, even after Two-Bit asked her to stop. I knew this would happen. There was no way all those events could have taken place without dealing with a bit of awkwardness. No matter how strong Two-Bit had made himself out to be, I knew that he still was feeling something deep inside him that he couldn't just ignore.
"Some nice weather we're having," Two-Bit said smiling, "It's real hot."
"Yea," I replied, "Hot."
Before this discomfort could continue, Sodapop returned. Although when he sat down affectionately draping his arm over my shoulder, I saw a look in Two-bit's eyes that I couldn't deal with.
"So Kathryn," Cathy said in her heavy southern accent, "Where you from anyways?"
"I was born in Ireland but moved to Kansas when I was very small and lived there ever since," I told her, then I looked down at my soda and twirled my straw slowly around the edge of my cup, "Until now anyway."
"Wow, Kansas," She said leaning forward, "I hear it's real nice up there. I gotta friend who lives in Kansas I think. At least, that's the last place I heard she was. They call her Trixie LaPelle, Y'know her."
"No, I'm afraid I don't." I said trying not to smile. I don't exactly think that I would know the kind of girl who was friends with this girl by the name of Trixie LaPelle.
Just then I heard the bell on the door chime and I looked up to see who it was. Instantly I directed my eyes back to my soda covering my face a bit. I felt Sodapop's hand on my back as he reassuringly asked, "Hey, Are you ok?"
I looked up at his worried eyes then darted the back over to the man in the doorway who still hadn't seen me. I noticed as Soda's expression changed telling me he understood and was mad. He went to get up but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back in his chair.
"No Soda, please, don't." I told him, "He hasn't noticed me yet and I don't want him to."
"What's goin' on with this broad." I hear Cathy's screeching voice belt out. "Is she one the run from the cops or something."
"Please," I told her as politly as I could, "Be quiet." But it was to late, he'd seen me and was on his way over to the table. I sat up tall and confident as he reached us showing that, though I should be, I wasn't intimidated by him. "Hello Jerry." I said conservatively.
I watched as he took of his hat and held it near his belt buckle. He truly looked hurt by the fact the I'd left out the uncle part of the greeting although I wasn't about to let that change my ice cold expression.
"Hi there Katty." He said in the warm voice I remembered from my childhood, "We sure miss you back at the house but it seems like you're doing okay. Your mama stopped by a while back and I told her that I thought you'd be stayin' at that Curtis house." As he said this he shot a resentful look toward Soda but I only squeezed his hand, which I was still holding harder. "Do you think you'll be comin' home any time soon?"
I thought about this for a second. Maybe I should go back. He was still a kind old man who just got to drunk sometimes. But who was I to make that assumption. Perhaps he'd changed. Maybe now he was a cruel old man and was just putting on an act now so he could hurt me again. I didn't know what to think.
"I don't think so Jerry." I told him finally, "I'm fine where I am."
He shook his head and I could see the fire building up inside him through his eyes.
"Now you listen Katty," he said with a stern but calm voice, "You're just a kid and although you may be smart, you still don't know what's good for you. I'm not about to let you throw away your life by choosing to live with this bum over a nice loving family like ours. Now come one, we're going home." As he grabbed my arm I felt a sharp pain run up it from the firm grip he was using. Why was he doing this to me. Just a few moments ago he was acting as though I was the only thing in his life he cared about and now, now he was trying o cause me pain.
Two-Bit instinctively shot out his arm to relive me of my uncle's pain by grabbing Jerry's.
"Listen pal," He said firmly, "She obviously doesn't want to go home yet and I think that she has a pretty good life over there at the Curtis'. Sodapop is a good guy," as he said this he flashed us a wink, "I know that for a fact. Besides, whatever makes you think you can give her a better home isn't going to persuade her when you come in here and hurt her. Now I think it's just about time you leave, don't you?"
Jerry pulled his arm away and looked over at me. I sat there holding my arm, rubbing it as though it would make the pain go away. The sadness in his eyes made me want to cry but I held back since I knew it would only give him some sort of just satisfaction.
"I'm sorry honey," he said, his voice returning to it's usual warm tone, "I just want what's best for you."
Then he turned to leave and didn't glance back once. I instantly let out a relieved sigh. I felt a bit guilty I mean after all, he is family. But what kind of family does things like that, although he was only looking out for me. No, I wasn't about to feel sorry for him. That wasn't going to happen.
I looked across the table at Two-Bit and mouthed "Thank You". He just smiled at me raising his eyebrows as he leaned back in his chair. I looked over at Cathy who was resting her chin on her hand looking at her fingernails. He should be with her. He should be with someone who's kind. Someone who appreciates him. Someone who loves him. He should be with someone like me.
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*Katty*
Chapter 16
I followed Sodapop into the building as we were going to get some Pepsis, all the time directing my eyes to the ground. I know that Two-Bit said that they were casual about this sort of thing, but I just couldn't bring myself to be at ease with it. I felt a little ashamed with myself that I couldn't even look him in the eye. How could I let this come between what would most likely be a great friendship?
"Hey Two-Bit," I heard Soda yell, "Hold on we'll sit with you guys."
I opened my mouth to object but when Soda turned around and flashed me his award-winning smile I knew I couldn't refuse. He kissed my forehead before motioning for me to sit down and running off to get the sodas. I walked over calmly although I knew that I must've looked horribly awkward but leave it to Two-Bit to lighten the moment.
"Hey Katty," He said as always surprisingly enthusiastically, "Grab a seat there beside Cath. She's not gonna bite."
I just smiled as I took the chair next to the rather trashy yet under the makeup pretty girl who was obviously known as Cathy. I looked down at her innocently smiling at her and she simply responded with a type of a glare and a smirk mixed together. All I know is that it obviously wasn't pleasant.
We just sat there in silence waiting for Sodapop as Cathy repeatedly drummed her painted nails on the table, even after Two-Bit asked her to stop. I knew this would happen. There was no way all those events could have taken place without dealing with a bit of awkwardness. No matter how strong Two-Bit had made himself out to be, I knew that he still was feeling something deep inside him that he couldn't just ignore.
"Some nice weather we're having," Two-Bit said smiling, "It's real hot."
"Yea," I replied, "Hot."
Before this discomfort could continue, Sodapop returned. Although when he sat down affectionately draping his arm over my shoulder, I saw a look in Two-bit's eyes that I couldn't deal with.
"So Kathryn," Cathy said in her heavy southern accent, "Where you from anyways?"
"I was born in Ireland but moved to Kansas when I was very small and lived there ever since," I told her, then I looked down at my soda and twirled my straw slowly around the edge of my cup, "Until now anyway."
"Wow, Kansas," She said leaning forward, "I hear it's real nice up there. I gotta friend who lives in Kansas I think. At least, that's the last place I heard she was. They call her Trixie LaPelle, Y'know her."
"No, I'm afraid I don't." I said trying not to smile. I don't exactly think that I would know the kind of girl who was friends with this girl by the name of Trixie LaPelle.
Just then I heard the bell on the door chime and I looked up to see who it was. Instantly I directed my eyes back to my soda covering my face a bit. I felt Sodapop's hand on my back as he reassuringly asked, "Hey, Are you ok?"
I looked up at his worried eyes then darted the back over to the man in the doorway who still hadn't seen me. I noticed as Soda's expression changed telling me he understood and was mad. He went to get up but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back in his chair.
"No Soda, please, don't." I told him, "He hasn't noticed me yet and I don't want him to."
"What's goin' on with this broad." I hear Cathy's screeching voice belt out. "Is she one the run from the cops or something."
"Please," I told her as politly as I could, "Be quiet." But it was to late, he'd seen me and was on his way over to the table. I sat up tall and confident as he reached us showing that, though I should be, I wasn't intimidated by him. "Hello Jerry." I said conservatively.
I watched as he took of his hat and held it near his belt buckle. He truly looked hurt by the fact the I'd left out the uncle part of the greeting although I wasn't about to let that change my ice cold expression.
"Hi there Katty." He said in the warm voice I remembered from my childhood, "We sure miss you back at the house but it seems like you're doing okay. Your mama stopped by a while back and I told her that I thought you'd be stayin' at that Curtis house." As he said this he shot a resentful look toward Soda but I only squeezed his hand, which I was still holding harder. "Do you think you'll be comin' home any time soon?"
I thought about this for a second. Maybe I should go back. He was still a kind old man who just got to drunk sometimes. But who was I to make that assumption. Perhaps he'd changed. Maybe now he was a cruel old man and was just putting on an act now so he could hurt me again. I didn't know what to think.
"I don't think so Jerry." I told him finally, "I'm fine where I am."
He shook his head and I could see the fire building up inside him through his eyes.
"Now you listen Katty," he said with a stern but calm voice, "You're just a kid and although you may be smart, you still don't know what's good for you. I'm not about to let you throw away your life by choosing to live with this bum over a nice loving family like ours. Now come one, we're going home." As he grabbed my arm I felt a sharp pain run up it from the firm grip he was using. Why was he doing this to me. Just a few moments ago he was acting as though I was the only thing in his life he cared about and now, now he was trying o cause me pain.
Two-Bit instinctively shot out his arm to relive me of my uncle's pain by grabbing Jerry's.
"Listen pal," He said firmly, "She obviously doesn't want to go home yet and I think that she has a pretty good life over there at the Curtis'. Sodapop is a good guy," as he said this he flashed us a wink, "I know that for a fact. Besides, whatever makes you think you can give her a better home isn't going to persuade her when you come in here and hurt her. Now I think it's just about time you leave, don't you?"
Jerry pulled his arm away and looked over at me. I sat there holding my arm, rubbing it as though it would make the pain go away. The sadness in his eyes made me want to cry but I held back since I knew it would only give him some sort of just satisfaction.
"I'm sorry honey," he said, his voice returning to it's usual warm tone, "I just want what's best for you."
Then he turned to leave and didn't glance back once. I instantly let out a relieved sigh. I felt a bit guilty I mean after all, he is family. But what kind of family does things like that, although he was only looking out for me. No, I wasn't about to feel sorry for him. That wasn't going to happen.
I looked across the table at Two-Bit and mouthed "Thank You". He just smiled at me raising his eyebrows as he leaned back in his chair. I looked over at Cathy who was resting her chin on her hand looking at her fingernails. He should be with her. He should be with someone who's kind. Someone who appreciates him. Someone who loves him. He should be with someone like me.
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