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They finally cornered
Anthony and managed to get a hold of him before he squirmed away
again. Darry set him on the coffee table and crouched down to his
eyelevel, "Anthony, how did you get here, why aren't you with
Sasha?"
The little boy gazed around the room for a minute
before answering, "Anthony is with Sasha." He stuck a
finger in his mouth.
"Then where is she?"
Anthony
pointed to the door, Two-bit got up and opened the door peeking out
then coming back in and closing it.
"See anything?"
Darry asked him.
"Sure did and I kind of wish I was Dally
right about now."
The gang went and looked out the
windows they saw Dally and Sasha sitting on the steps of the porch,
the gang found them selves watching a hard-core make out session
between Dally and Sasha. Darry stepped out the door and cleared his
throat.
Dally waved him off and pulled away just long enough
to get a statement out, "Go away." ..kiss.. "We're
busy."
Sasha pulled away, much to Dally's distress. "Hi
Darry," she stood pulling Dally up with her "What's
up?"
"Just wondering why you two are making out on
my front porch is all."
"Umm, it was kinda one of
those spur of the moment things."
"I see, well you
guys a couple or what, cause if your not, Dally has some explaining
to do."
Dally put his arm around Sasha, "Yea, we're
a couple, as of this morning."
The entire gang was gathered
on the porch now; Anthony was perched on Tim Shepard's shoulders.
Sasha took the boy from Tim, "You been causing trouble
Anthony?"
Hell yea." Anthony grinned, he had picked
up that line from Hound who had a bad habit of saying it.
Sasha
rolled her eyes, "Since when do you cuss?"
Anthony
shrugged and tugged on her hair playfully, "Anthony doesn't
cuss, Anthony is a good boy."
"Riiiight" She
set him on floor and he hopped off the porch started trying to catch
grass hoppers.
Sasha looked at Tim and Soda who were standing
off to one side looking hurt, Sasha knew it was going to happen and
there was nothing she could do about it. She watched Anthony not
really listening to the boys' conversation. Sasha felt bad for Tim
and Soda so she decided that she should talk to them, "Hey, Tim,
Soda, you two want go for a walk with me?"
They looked a
bit startled, "Sure." they said.
Dally stepped
forward but Sasha shook her head, "I'll be back in a minute
Dal."
She kissed his cheek and walked off with Soda and
Tim, about half way to the park Tim spoke up, "Why did you want
to go for a walk, you have Winston now, what do you need us
for?"
"Aww, come on Tim, you guys are still my
friends I just wanted to make sure you guys don't hate me."
Tim
snorted but Soda shook his head, "I don't hate you Sasha, I
could never hate you, I understand, you just like Dally better then
us that's all."
"That's not it, I just like Dally in
a different way then I like you two."
Soda smiled "Ok,
we can still hang out with you right, we are still friends?"
"Of
course, Tim, you're not mad at me are you?"
"No, I
guess not."
The trio was so preoccupied with making up
that they didn't see the three cars pull up behind them, the Soc's
that climbed out were total cowards because the first thing they did
was hit Tim and Soda on the head with two large rocks to knock them
out, it wasn't a fair fight. Three Soc's pinned Sasha against the
wall of a building while they beat up the unconscious boys. The Soc's
got some rope out of one of the cars and bound and gagged Sasha, she
struggled but it was about 15 to 1. They threw Sash in a car and sped
off.
When soda and Tim woke
they found them selves still in the park surrounded by the Curtis
gang and Sasha's gang. Darry seized the collar on soda's jacket and
lifted him, "Where's Sasha?"
It took Soda's brain
a second to figure out what he was saying, "I don't know, we
were walking and all the sudden something hit me on the head and I
blacked out."
"WHAT!" it was Boomer he took the
front of Tim's jacket in his hand and lifted him off the ground, "Are
you telling me that someone just snuck up behind you guys and took
Sasha, who would do that?"
...silence....
"Socs."
"How
do you know it was them?" ask Bowman.
"Who else? I
mean, it certainly wasn't a greaser, everyone knows Tim and Soda, it
had to be a Soc, they pick on our girls, Sasha is beautiful they just
probably want to have fun with her." Two-bit's words trailed
off.
Boomer released Tim who almost crumpled to the ground but
Boomer grabbed his jacket collar until he regained his balance then
let him go "Alright, we have to start looking for her, Ty Trey,
you two stay here and look to see if u can find anything that we
could use as a lead, Bowman, Hound, we're gonna go back to the house
and stock up."
Darry stopped them "Stock up on
what?"
Boomer just glared at him
"Oh,
right"
"And you two," Boomer addressed Tim and
Soda, "Try to remember something."
They
nodded.
Dally, Steve and Darry went to Boomer, "can we
borrow a gun or something, we want to help, we can use a gun or at
least a knife."
Boomer nodded, Bowman hopped in the cab
of the black pick-up while Boomer, Hound, Darry, Steve, Dally,
Two-bit, Pony-boy and Johnny hopped in the bed of the truck. They
sped off leaving Ty, Trey, Tim and Soda to look for any
leads.
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Sasha
had been drugged, she was out cold be the time they reached the Socs
house, the guys parents were out of town so they had a whole week to
do whatever they wanted with her. They carried her upstairs and
tossed her on a bed, they left her there in the window less room
until she woke.
When Sasha woke she was bound spread eagle to
the bed, she struggled for a moment but the ropes were strong and she
didn't have a chance, she was relieved that her clothes were still
on. She could only imagine what the Socs were going to do to her, in
the car she hadn't recognized anyone form when she was raped before.
She trembled, she knew she was supposed to tough and all but this was
the one thing that scared her, she never could stand being tied up,
it made her sick, plus the Socs were probably planning on rape.
She
heard foot steps and closed her eyes, pretending she was asleep.
(remember this is from the narrators POV) Bob, Mark, Mason (heh heh,
stealing from other Hinton books, this is NOT the same guy.) and
Brian walked in and looked at the girl. Bob grabbed her face and
glared at it, "She's still asleep dammit it, what does she need
to be awake for? We could do it while she's asleep."
"Don't
you want to her to squirm and here her scream though?" Brain
asked.
Mark laughed, "You're a sick fuck Brian."
Bob
shrugged, "He's right though, we'll wait, if she doesn't wake up
within a couple hours we'll give her the stuff to make her wake
up."
Mason frowned, "But that stuff will make her
sick."
The other three looked at him, "Your
point?"
"Well, she'll puke everywhere."
"Then
we'll through her in a bath." Bob nodded his agreement with
Brian's statement and they all walked out of the room.
Sasha
shuddered, she tried to think of a way she could get away, if she
started screaming the guys would know she was awake also gag her, and
if anyone did here this was Soc territory no doubt so no one would
care. She closed her eyes and tried to think but she couldn't, she
was tied up and that terrified her, the only she could do is hope
that they let her go soon, they couldn't kill her or they would have
the cops every where, they had to let her go sooner, or later. Sasha
just hoped it would be sooner rather then later.
Sasha was still tied to
the bed, she heard the boys coming back so she pretended to be asleep
again. The boys came in and made some rude comment that she was still
asleep. They didn't want to get the stuff that made her awake again
so they just slapped her around a bit.
After a punch in the
gut Sasha was forced to open her eyes. It was the same four boys, the
one called Brian scowled "She was awake the whole, come on, lets
do it."
Bob stopped him "Wait, lets give her that
stuff just to make her sick, for punishment."
Brain
nodded, "Yea... Mark, open her mouth."
Mark forced
her mouth open as she struggled; they poured it down her throat and
made her swallow it.
Sasha glared up at them and Bob slapped
her a couple times, they laughed and walked out. After a couple
minutes Sasha started feeling sick, really sick, she needed to throw
up, she squirmed and tried to twist around.
She groaned, and
closed her eyes, she felt tears in her eyes, tears of pain and
fear.
The door open and the boy Mason walked in. She groaned
again, she hated showing her weakness in front of one of them, she
squirmed. The boy reached down and untied her hands, then her feet.
Sasha lurched to a sitting position with her legs on the floor,
covering her mouth. The boy took her arm and she struggled and tried
to pull away but he picked her up and carried her to a connecting
room.
It was a bath room, he set her down in front of the
toilet and stood beside her as she puked. When she finished she
started dry heaving, Mason handed her a glass to rinse her mouth with
them to get a drink. When she finished she looked up at him, his face
was expressionless as he took her arm and pulled her back to the bed.
He pushed her down and when Sasha figured out that he was going to
tie her again she fought back.
He forced her down, she was
still weak, he lay on top of her holding her down while he tied her
hands.
She turned her head as he tied her ankles, she felt a
hand brushing her hair out of her face, Mason was looking down at
her, "Sorry you have to be tied up." He said it simply and
left the room.
Sasha felt terrible, she still felt sick and
she was freezing, it wasn't cold, it was really sunny outside and she
hadn't been cold until she had that medicine stuff. There was no
blanket on the bed she shivered and attempted to curl up but
obviously it didn't work.