When Tim and his outfit came, we left for the alley.
When we got there, she was tied up, in a dark corner. She had a heavy bruise on her left cheek and a gash next to her temple. A white cloth was covering her mouth and her feet and hands tied up. Her knees tied to her chest.
I ran to her but Tim stopped me, grabbing my collar. Then, a shadowed figure stepped out, along with 6 others. I looked at Trish; a stray tear rolled down her cheek.
"who are you?" Darry asked.
"I am her ex- none of your business," he said with his heavy accent.
I looked closely, he and the others were masked.
There was exactly 15 of us and 7 of them,' we could take them on,' I thought. I ran to her and that started the fight. The lead masked figure stepped in front of me," I don't think so."
I was red with fury," I DO!" within 2 jabs and 3 kicks in the shins, he was out and out cold. ' either that was weak or I'm strong. And I know I ain't strong.' I said.
I looked around, the guys had all of the figures down. I untied her hands and waits. She took off her mouth and feet.
"Soda!" she said as I gave her a bear hug and a kiss.
"I thought that I would feel empty forever, I just found the missing piece to the puzzle of my heart," I said, still hugging her.
And then, I felt my shoulder dampen. I held her out, she was silently crying. "what happened?" I asked.
"it brought back an unwanted memory," she said," my brother was murdered in a fight." Her voice was cracking and she buried her face in her hands.
She suddenly bolted out of the alley and ran a block to a house. I was right on her tail when I saw this tall girl answer it. And then, she ran inside.
I rang the doorbell, she answered it, she seems familiar. But I didn't think.
"is she here?" I asked. I knew I sounded rude, but I didn't care.
"yeah..right here."
She was on the couch, silently crying; her face still buried in her hands.
"what happened?" I asked.
"my-my-my," she began, but her friend cut her off.
"come into the kitchen, "she told me and the gang," here's the deal. Her brother was killed in a fight last year. The reason why she is always away from home is because her mom hits her because she reminds her of him."
And then it came to me, the girl goes to my school, when I used to be in it. She was a year younger than me but everyone knew who's who. Her name was Alexandra.
I got a tissue box. I didn't care if it wasn't mine, I didn't care, just at that time.
"Wait! She witnessed the murder. The death day is tomorrow. December 24, Christmas Eve. Don't say anything about Christmas or her brother. At least for now." She sopped me and said when I was halfway out of the door.
"yeah...I dig... I dig..now let me go!" I escaped from her grasp and walked over to the couch. I began to wipe the blood off her gash, she looked at me. Tears streaming down. It looked like she really missed her brother.
I thought about me seeing Darry or Pony being murdered. It must be dreadful.
"I didn't know you had a brother." I said. I could have kicked myself for saying that. But Alexandra pulled me up by the collar and said that we should leave.
As soon as she shut the door, Two-bit gave me a good one over the head. "what were you thinking?"
"there wasn't anything else to say. anyway, did you find out who they were?"
"no.we left Tim and his outfit to do that. He'll tell us tomorrow." Steve said.
I just walked home, my mind blank. Thinking about what I did," Great job! You did it...made her cry." I thought to myself.
I locked myself in my room...still thinking about what I did. "AARGH!" I yelled as I flopped onto my bed. I cussed my heart out and beat myself up until I couldn't feel my abs, my knuckles hurt from punching myself.
"SODA! DINNER!" Darry yelled.
"I aint hungry..."I said, too weak to yell.
And then I slowly drifted into a nightmare:
Blood flowing, hatred, people dying; what I call my apocalypse.
When we got there, she was tied up, in a dark corner. She had a heavy bruise on her left cheek and a gash next to her temple. A white cloth was covering her mouth and her feet and hands tied up. Her knees tied to her chest.
I ran to her but Tim stopped me, grabbing my collar. Then, a shadowed figure stepped out, along with 6 others. I looked at Trish; a stray tear rolled down her cheek.
"who are you?" Darry asked.
"I am her ex- none of your business," he said with his heavy accent.
I looked closely, he and the others were masked.
There was exactly 15 of us and 7 of them,' we could take them on,' I thought. I ran to her and that started the fight. The lead masked figure stepped in front of me," I don't think so."
I was red with fury," I DO!" within 2 jabs and 3 kicks in the shins, he was out and out cold. ' either that was weak or I'm strong. And I know I ain't strong.' I said.
I looked around, the guys had all of the figures down. I untied her hands and waits. She took off her mouth and feet.
"Soda!" she said as I gave her a bear hug and a kiss.
"I thought that I would feel empty forever, I just found the missing piece to the puzzle of my heart," I said, still hugging her.
And then, I felt my shoulder dampen. I held her out, she was silently crying. "what happened?" I asked.
"it brought back an unwanted memory," she said," my brother was murdered in a fight." Her voice was cracking and she buried her face in her hands.
She suddenly bolted out of the alley and ran a block to a house. I was right on her tail when I saw this tall girl answer it. And then, she ran inside.
I rang the doorbell, she answered it, she seems familiar. But I didn't think.
"is she here?" I asked. I knew I sounded rude, but I didn't care.
"yeah..right here."
She was on the couch, silently crying; her face still buried in her hands.
"what happened?" I asked.
"my-my-my," she began, but her friend cut her off.
"come into the kitchen, "she told me and the gang," here's the deal. Her brother was killed in a fight last year. The reason why she is always away from home is because her mom hits her because she reminds her of him."
And then it came to me, the girl goes to my school, when I used to be in it. She was a year younger than me but everyone knew who's who. Her name was Alexandra.
I got a tissue box. I didn't care if it wasn't mine, I didn't care, just at that time.
"Wait! She witnessed the murder. The death day is tomorrow. December 24, Christmas Eve. Don't say anything about Christmas or her brother. At least for now." She sopped me and said when I was halfway out of the door.
"yeah...I dig... I dig..now let me go!" I escaped from her grasp and walked over to the couch. I began to wipe the blood off her gash, she looked at me. Tears streaming down. It looked like she really missed her brother.
I thought about me seeing Darry or Pony being murdered. It must be dreadful.
"I didn't know you had a brother." I said. I could have kicked myself for saying that. But Alexandra pulled me up by the collar and said that we should leave.
As soon as she shut the door, Two-bit gave me a good one over the head. "what were you thinking?"
"there wasn't anything else to say. anyway, did you find out who they were?"
"no.we left Tim and his outfit to do that. He'll tell us tomorrow." Steve said.
I just walked home, my mind blank. Thinking about what I did," Great job! You did it...made her cry." I thought to myself.
I locked myself in my room...still thinking about what I did. "AARGH!" I yelled as I flopped onto my bed. I cussed my heart out and beat myself up until I couldn't feel my abs, my knuckles hurt from punching myself.
"SODA! DINNER!" Darry yelled.
"I aint hungry..."I said, too weak to yell.
And then I slowly drifted into a nightmare:
Blood flowing, hatred, people dying; what I call my apocalypse.
