Title- Outsider Jess
Chapter Title- Steve's Switchblade
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
Note- This chapter is short.
I sat on the bed thinking. I didn't know if those Socs had blades or not. I could have been hurt. But damn, my car! I noticed the switchblade on Steve's dresser. It had been untouched since I first noticed it.
Take it, he won't notice.
'But he's my brother.'
It'll be easier to carry than those scissors, it's sharper.
'True, it could fit anywhere.'
You'll need it if those Socs come back.
Damn, that voice, the inner Jess, always got the better of me. I grabbed the switchblade and flicked it open. I ran my finger along the edge. Sharp and smooth. I put it in my back pocket.
Steve pounded on the door.
"Are you gonna let me in so I can get some clothes?" I didn't answer him.
"Are you in there?"
"No, I've left." He sighed.
"You're very funny," he told me sarcastically. I opened the door so he could get his clothes and I sat down.
"Hey, where'd my switchblade go?" I shrugged.
"The ol' man probably took it," I told him and I remained seated on the bed. He left closing the door and I laid down on the bed. It wasn't very comfortable. The Curtis couch was more comfortable.
You're getting that car back.
I sighed and closed my eyes knowing the voice was right. I had to get that car back. I don't really know why…
