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"What the hell do you think you're doing?!?" I scram. I Sodapop Curtis had so many emotions right now that I had to let them out. And right now they were coming out in anger. She just stared at me. She was horrified. "Huh?!? Oh, I see, you just snuck out and decided to have a little ride! I came out into the living room for some water and your not there! Do you realize how much you scared me?!?" Wait a second. I was supposed to be mad. Not worried. I tried to cover it up. "I knew you had to be here, I knew you wanted your bike. I saw you take it! I saw you driving around. I saw you come in threw the window. I saw you come back! I know what you did! I know all of it!" At least she returned it, the gentle side of me said. But right now I didn't have time for the gentle side. Right now I wanted to be mad. I wanted to hate her. "We welcome you to our home! We fix your bike and this is how your repay us?!?" Now I could feel my temper rising. Finally. "You stupid little ***** I can't believe you! I-I. I hate you!" There. That would show her. Now I really got a look at her. She looked horrified. Completely scared. She was shaking a little and looking down at her feet. Even her burnt hand shook. She was horrified. Then, to my horror, a tear ran down her face, she wiped it quickly. I have made girls cry. I am not the one to get mushy for them when they do but they always cry when I break up with them. Or when I make them angry. I have never made a girl cry out of fear. It suddenly shook me. Carli was scared of me. She was scared of me. I don't think I have ever felt so bad in my life. "Hey, don't cry." I said. I felt my soft side coming and I let it. "Hey now, I didn't mean it." I took a step closer and she stepped back. Tears watered her face. I just didn't want to like her. And for some reason, I think I did. Everyone would laugh, I know, because she was so plain and so tough. Not the girls I usually went for. But I did, and I didn't know what to do.
Carli's POV
He was going to take away my bike. I could tell. He couldn't! He wouldn't! Was all I could think, and then he told me he hated me. Nothing hit me like that did. I finally start to like something, someone, and then he hates me. I couldn't take it. I'm supposed to be tough but I couldn't take it. The moment I felt a tear run down my cheek I knew I was in for it. I didn't cry. I just didn't. I couldn't. I cussed at him but Im not sure if he could even hear me. I was crying. He saw me cry. That meant that I could never see him again. Not when he had seen me in my moment of shame.
Soda's POV
So I stepped up to her and hugged her. I didn't know what else to do. She immediately stopped crying and stiffened up. "I don't hate you. I'm sorry." I said softly. She still didn't relax. She was a few inches shorter then me. I wanted to hold her like she held me but I knew she wouldn't let me. I knew she wanted respect. And that wouldn't be respecting her. I held her at arms length and looked straight into her eyes. I could tell she didn't like it by the look in her eyes. And then she slapped me. I couldn't blame her. I had gotten drunk, threw her life upside down and called her a ***** and told her I hated her. This just made her start to cry again. I lead her to the door and locked it, and lead her outside, suddenly she stopped. She wouldn't budge. I walked home finally. She just stood there, staring at her feet.
Another Note- Review, review, review! If you are reading this story then review! How am I supposed to know anyone is reading it without reviews! Review or I will be forced to do something evil- I don't know what yet, but it will be evil!
Review or the next chapter won't be posted till you do! Muhahaha!
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!?" I scram. I Sodapop Curtis had so many emotions right now that I had to let them out. And right now they were coming out in anger. She just stared at me. She was horrified. "Huh?!? Oh, I see, you just snuck out and decided to have a little ride! I came out into the living room for some water and your not there! Do you realize how much you scared me?!?" Wait a second. I was supposed to be mad. Not worried. I tried to cover it up. "I knew you had to be here, I knew you wanted your bike. I saw you take it! I saw you driving around. I saw you come in threw the window. I saw you come back! I know what you did! I know all of it!" At least she returned it, the gentle side of me said. But right now I didn't have time for the gentle side. Right now I wanted to be mad. I wanted to hate her. "We welcome you to our home! We fix your bike and this is how your repay us?!?" Now I could feel my temper rising. Finally. "You stupid little ***** I can't believe you! I-I. I hate you!" There. That would show her. Now I really got a look at her. She looked horrified. Completely scared. She was shaking a little and looking down at her feet. Even her burnt hand shook. She was horrified. Then, to my horror, a tear ran down her face, she wiped it quickly. I have made girls cry. I am not the one to get mushy for them when they do but they always cry when I break up with them. Or when I make them angry. I have never made a girl cry out of fear. It suddenly shook me. Carli was scared of me. She was scared of me. I don't think I have ever felt so bad in my life. "Hey, don't cry." I said. I felt my soft side coming and I let it. "Hey now, I didn't mean it." I took a step closer and she stepped back. Tears watered her face. I just didn't want to like her. And for some reason, I think I did. Everyone would laugh, I know, because she was so plain and so tough. Not the girls I usually went for. But I did, and I didn't know what to do.
Carli's POV
He was going to take away my bike. I could tell. He couldn't! He wouldn't! Was all I could think, and then he told me he hated me. Nothing hit me like that did. I finally start to like something, someone, and then he hates me. I couldn't take it. I'm supposed to be tough but I couldn't take it. The moment I felt a tear run down my cheek I knew I was in for it. I didn't cry. I just didn't. I couldn't. I cussed at him but Im not sure if he could even hear me. I was crying. He saw me cry. That meant that I could never see him again. Not when he had seen me in my moment of shame.
Soda's POV
So I stepped up to her and hugged her. I didn't know what else to do. She immediately stopped crying and stiffened up. "I don't hate you. I'm sorry." I said softly. She still didn't relax. She was a few inches shorter then me. I wanted to hold her like she held me but I knew she wouldn't let me. I knew she wanted respect. And that wouldn't be respecting her. I held her at arms length and looked straight into her eyes. I could tell she didn't like it by the look in her eyes. And then she slapped me. I couldn't blame her. I had gotten drunk, threw her life upside down and called her a ***** and told her I hated her. This just made her start to cry again. I lead her to the door and locked it, and lead her outside, suddenly she stopped. She wouldn't budge. I walked home finally. She just stood there, staring at her feet.
