Title- A No Title Jess
Chapter Title- Danielle's Visit
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
Note- I know in the last chapter I mentioned granola bars quite a bit. The thing is, it's the only thing that was in the house to eat for the past couple of days. No more granola bars will be mentioned, I promise.
"Danielle," I said as I answered the door. I was all alone in the house. Well, not really, the twins were there, but they don't count because I can't have a conversation with them.
"You live here?" she asked in disgust. I knew it wasn't as great as her house in New York, but the way she said it made me want to smack her.
"Do you wanna go see my family?" I asked her. She nodded and I went to call Sara. Sara came over to watch the twins. I finally realized Christine was standing there along with Danielle's mom.
"Well, I guess we'll go to DX, where my husband and my half-brother will be." We walked to DX and I didn't see Soda at the pump, which meant they had him working at the register and taking it easy.
"Hey Jess," Soda called when I opened the door.
"Hi, this is my friend Danielle and her mom and her little sister, Christine. Guys, this is my husband, Sodapop."
"Well, now I see why your kids are so cute," Danielle told me. Christine had started to laugh when she found out his name was really Sodapop. Steve had come in from working on a car to see what all the noise was.
"Guys, this is my half-brother Steve, Steve, this is Danielle, her mom and little sister. I decided to take them to the Dairy Queen for lunch. I didn't think Jay's was the best place for a four year old and I really didn't go into The Dingo anymore.
"Jess, your husband's good lookin' and all, but don't ya think you could've done better than that trash?" Danielle asked me. I was controlling the strong urge to smack her.
"Well, I think we used to hang out with trash in New York," I told her, '"or, do you not remember Dallas Winston?" Her eyes got big.
"He was different," she argued.
"Different, yeah, only because you liked him. You wouldn't be saying that about Steve or Soda if you knew them. Besides, Winston used to hang out with my family," I informed her. "Well, do you wanna meet the rest of them? I'm pretty sure I can find Pony and Two-Bit at the movies or at the house." They agreed and we found them at the Curtis house. I could tell Danielle wasn't amused by Two-Bit's jokes and she was disgusted by the house. Like I said, she'd be a Soc.
"Could we go back to your house?" she begged. I said yes, just because I didn't want to start any arguments.
"I can't believe you even compared these people to Winston, he was so much tuffer," she told me when we were inside the house and Sara left.
"You don't know them," I replied, "They were my friends before they were my family. You didn't even give them a chance! You took one look at their homes and greasy hair and decided you didn't like them."
"Jess, I didn't know you would get so offended. I'm sorry."
"They're my family, and you didn't think I would get offended?" I knew I was making a big deal out of nothing and I knew she apologized.
"I'm sorry, I hate it when we fight because we've been friends for a long time," she told me.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you." Ronnie started crying, which gave me the chance to get out of the room. I brought her and Nate out after making sure their diapers didn't need to be changed. They either wanted attention or they wanted to be fed. Christine loved playing with them on the floor.
As much as I liked Danielle, I wanted to strangle her. For that whole week she wanted to eat out, or spend as little time with the gang as possible. She wanted me to herself, I felt bad about always calling up Sara or leaving the twins with Soda when he got home from work. I remember telling her I had to go to work.
Flashback
"Dan, I've gotta go to work," Jessica told Danielle.
"You mean that you're working when your friend flew in from out of state?"
"Dan, I need to go to work. I need the money," Jessica answered. She walked outside. "And, I need you to baby-sit, please?" She added giving the puppy dog eyes.
"Fine, but now you've gotta do something for me."
"What?" she asked slightly annoyed that she was going to be late.
"You need to hang out with me for the rest of the week," she replied sounding a little bossy.
"Fine," Jessica sighed and went to work.
She left her mother and sister at the hotel sometimes so she could be with me. She was kept me away from my family that whole week. I only saw Soda when she decided she was tired. Most of the time he had already put the kids to bed and he was asleep himself.
I was finally glad when she left. I think a week was a little too much. It might not have been bad if she was the Danielle I knew before my mother died. The Danielle that didn't care about money or appearance. I started to wonder why she was like that. We had finally fixed our friendship and she has to ruin it.
"That was one of the worst weeks I have ever had," I told Soda after they left.
"I'm sorry I left the kids with you."
"It's not really your fault; you were being nice to your friend."
"I won't ever do it again," I promised him. I was also promising myself. Danielle wasn't coming back here invited. She had called my family trash and didn't even bother saying good-bye to the rest of them.
"I don't know how I ever liked her, she's a bitch."