Title- Outsider Jess
Chapter Title- The Curtis Parents
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
"Your parents leave you here all alone?" I asked Ponyboy. He stared at me with hatred for bringing them up.
"Their…dead," he muttered to me. I instantly regret not asking Steve about it. I hated the look of pain on this poor boy's face.
"Oh, I'm so, so sorry," I told him. He shrugged and walked into his room. I watched him sit at a desk and write in a notebook. I was curious to why he didn't talk much.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Fine," he muttered. I could see I made him uncomfortable.
"I'm leaving," I told him. He continued to write and never looked back at me.
I got back to my house and sat on the porch. I realized I left all of my things on the floor at the Curtis house, but I wasn't going back there. I couldn't stand to see Ponyboy; I knew he must hate me.
I heard the door open.
"Why are you home?"
"I only work part time," he replied.
"How'd the Curtis parents die?" He sighed.
"Car wreck," he replied. I decided to go in the house, he followed.
"How long have you known them?"
"Practically my whole life, I've been best buddies with Soda since grade school." I nodded.
"Look, don't mention them, and what ever you do, don't mention Johnny or Dally." I looked at him.
"Johnny and Dally died like two months ago. That's why Ponyboy don't talk much, he saw both die; his best friend was Johnny."
"Okay," I told him.
"Look, I'm goin' out tonight with Evie. I guess you could stay here or stop by the Curtis's." I nodded. I'll go the Curtis's. He put some hair grease in and combed his hair back in these weird swirls, then left.
I walked into my/his room to kill time before I headed over to the Curtis house. I looked through dresser draws and found some pretty interesting stuff. He had empty beer bottles lying around and bottle tops. I even found a switchblade. I brushed out my hair; it was slightly wavy from not being brushed while it was wet.
I walked to the Curtis's and knocked on the door.
"Who could that be?" I heard Darry asking.
"Probably Steve's sister looking for him, what do ya think of her?" Soda asked.
"She's sort of a tag-a-long."
"You'd be too, if you didn't know anybody here." Darry came to the door. He let me inside and Soda told me where Steve was.
"I know where Steve is, he told me to come here for dinner." Ponyboy set another place at the table. I felt bad for him; I had to bring up his parents. How stupid could I be? I hated it when people brought up my mom.
