*** Hey again. I don't own the Outsiders, but I do own Addie. I hope ya
like it. R&R please. ***
"Adelaide, I need you to run something down to Soda and Steve for me ok?" Dad asked walking into the room.
"Sure Dad." I said jumping off the couch.
I grabbed the box that he handed me and headed out the door. Dad and I have been on our own ever since mom died when I was five. That was really tough on my dad. I walked up the street and turned the corner. I sprinted across the street to the DX station.
"Hey Soda, Steve got something for ya." I called setting the box down on the counter.
Soda walked through the door wiping the grease off his hands. Upon seeing me he cracked a smile. He walked over to the box, opening it up he began pulling out oil bottles and lining them up on the counter.
"Hey Addie, thanks. Um... would ya like to shelf them?" he asked
I nodded, grabbing the bottles I began to reshelf. I was almost finished when I heard gunfire. Standing up I looked in the direction of the noise. It sounded as if it was coming from my street. Cursing I began to run in that direction.
"Addie, stop. It's too dangerous." Steve shouted at me.
Ignoring him I continued to run down the street. When home was in view I stopped in my tracks. Dad was lying on the ground, blood was everywhere.
"Daddy, no." I cried. Strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me back.
Soda was at dad's side trying to stop the bleeding. I broke free from Steve's grasp and ran to my dad's side.
"Daddy, wha… what happened?" I asked on the verge of tears.
"Addie, listen to me… I love you." He said, "Soda… Steve, take care of… my little… girl." He said closing his eyes.
I watched him take his last breath. Sitting back I shook my head in disbelief. Steve wrapped his arm around me. The silent tears turned into sobs. He pulled me close where I sobbed in his shoulder. I could hear the sirens in the distance as Steve picked me up and carried me to the road.
"Son what the hell happened here?" the officer asked climbing out of his cruiser.
"Someone shot her dad. He… he's dead." Soda said sadly.
"Is the kid alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, she's alright. … um officer, is it possible to take her home? I mean she just witnessed her dad's death." Soda asked.
"Yeah, sure kid. Take her home. She needs some rest." The officer replied.
"Thank you officer." Soda said shaking the officer's hand.
I wrapped my arms around Steve's neck. My legs tightened around his waist. Thoughts ran through my mind like where was I going to live? And what was going to happen to me?
"Adelaide, I need you to run something down to Soda and Steve for me ok?" Dad asked walking into the room.
"Sure Dad." I said jumping off the couch.
I grabbed the box that he handed me and headed out the door. Dad and I have been on our own ever since mom died when I was five. That was really tough on my dad. I walked up the street and turned the corner. I sprinted across the street to the DX station.
"Hey Soda, Steve got something for ya." I called setting the box down on the counter.
Soda walked through the door wiping the grease off his hands. Upon seeing me he cracked a smile. He walked over to the box, opening it up he began pulling out oil bottles and lining them up on the counter.
"Hey Addie, thanks. Um... would ya like to shelf them?" he asked
I nodded, grabbing the bottles I began to reshelf. I was almost finished when I heard gunfire. Standing up I looked in the direction of the noise. It sounded as if it was coming from my street. Cursing I began to run in that direction.
"Addie, stop. It's too dangerous." Steve shouted at me.
Ignoring him I continued to run down the street. When home was in view I stopped in my tracks. Dad was lying on the ground, blood was everywhere.
"Daddy, no." I cried. Strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me back.
Soda was at dad's side trying to stop the bleeding. I broke free from Steve's grasp and ran to my dad's side.
"Daddy, wha… what happened?" I asked on the verge of tears.
"Addie, listen to me… I love you." He said, "Soda… Steve, take care of… my little… girl." He said closing his eyes.
I watched him take his last breath. Sitting back I shook my head in disbelief. Steve wrapped his arm around me. The silent tears turned into sobs. He pulled me close where I sobbed in his shoulder. I could hear the sirens in the distance as Steve picked me up and carried me to the road.
"Son what the hell happened here?" the officer asked climbing out of his cruiser.
"Someone shot her dad. He… he's dead." Soda said sadly.
"Is the kid alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, she's alright. … um officer, is it possible to take her home? I mean she just witnessed her dad's death." Soda asked.
"Yeah, sure kid. Take her home. She needs some rest." The officer replied.
"Thank you officer." Soda said shaking the officer's hand.
I wrapped my arms around Steve's neck. My legs tightened around his waist. Thoughts ran through my mind like where was I going to live? And what was going to happen to me?