S.E Hinton proved everybody wrong that girls could write books about guy gangs... so she owns the Outsiders not muah.
Chapter Thirteen...
After driving recklessly around Tulsa for hours I finally slowed down. The car, which was in bad need of gas, was skimming along the road that I rarely came down. Sighing heavily I wiped away my tears, took out the car keys and got out of the car. Like a zombie I walked into the graveyard. Though it was in the middle of both the Socs Territory and Greaser Territory it was the one place that remanded sane and empty. If I was right in the mind I probably would have went back to my car, because like all graveyards it was creepy as hell but I wasn't right in the mind so I just walked.
I kneeled down in front of a gray tomb stone, just staring at what was engraved in it…
In loving memory of Dallas Winston
A wonderful father of three and loving husband.
May he rest in peace forever more…
Running my fingers over the cold stone, tracing each and every letter I started talking. Talking to a piece of rock that marked my daddy's grave because I had nobody else to talk to.
"… Erica and Colby are Mommies favorites. Erica is a great athlete and always gets straight A's, Colby is just like you and reminds mama of you. Every time she looks at them there is a sparkle in her eye. But who am I? I'm just the middle child that brings home low average grades; I'm not like you…"
I stopped, they wear feelings I just spoken I hadn't ever realized I thought before. I clutched the grass squeezing my eyes shut so no tears would fall. I mumble a pleading "Why' towards the sky before I froze.
There was a faint humming of a song. It was a song my father used to sign to us when we where upset. I rocked back and forth on my knees remembering forgotten things.
Remembering the day Colby had gotten in a fight with a boy at school and he got a cut on his forehead. Me and Erica cried because we where young and stupid and thought he was gonna die. Daddy couldn't stay in the room while Colby got stitches so he sat out in the waiting room with us, holding us on his lap and rocking us gently back and forth signing that song… But it wasn't his voice it was a higher feminine pitched voice.
Coming out of my trance I looked around. And there she was walking down the street, head up high without a care in the world. There was no hesitation as I jolted up and ran across the street, tackling her to the ground. She stared up at me with shock as I managed to hold her arms down with my knees as I sat above her. "You stupid bitch! You think you can get away with jumping my sister! You messed with the wrong bunch, because if she dies I'm coming after you first." I said taking my first swing at her. She struggled underneath me but when you're angry and got Winston blood there's not a thing in the world that could stop you when you mean something. "I don't know what you mean!" she said, fumbling upon the words.
Moment's later blood drained from her nose and her lip was busted, I did a hell of a good job beating somebody when I wanted to. "I don't know what you're talking about!" she repeated as I paused, just staring down at her face. Her blood was on my fist, my clothes and I was amused by the fact that I'd done this all by myself. I was to into fighting her that I hadn't heard a car pull up, I hadn't heard a door slam nor did I hear somebody running up behind me. "What do you mean Miss Softball captain? You jumped my sister because she was better then you!" I said raising my fist again, but somebody grabbed it and pulled me up to my feet. I tried to whirl around about punch whoever was stupid enough to grab me with my free hand but before I knew it that hand was captured. Kara had leaped up and was staring at us with disbelief.
My breathing slowed as I saw who it was, but I did not relax as I glared up at him. "Let go…" I said pulling my arms away. "Sorry Winston, as much as I would like it, I can't let you go killing a Socs." His grip tightened but he did not let go. "Shepard, let go!" I said thinking about kicking him. Letting go of one hand he took the cigarette he had been clutching between his teeth and held in it his hand staring at me as if he was in deep thought. He turned to Kara, "I saved your life, be grateful and don't go blabbing your mouth about it." he said grimly flicking the ashes at her. Kara stared at him and he turned away pulling me with him. He was a lot stronger then I thought him to be…
My car wouldn't start, like I said earlier it was in bad need of gas, so Tim offered me a way home in his car. I was sitting in my driver's seat just staring at him. "How'd you know I would be there?" I asked as making sure the car was locked before heading over to his car. "Well first of all coming out of Dingo's you rammed into my car..." he said nodding his head to the front of his car. I shrugged my shoulders, I really didn't care. "And I usually come here at times. Same reason you do." he said as he ducked down into the driver's seat of his car. I stared at the place he just vacated for a while, before realizing he meant he came to visit his dad's grave.
Oooh! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! Lol, yea I'm the nut that jumps ontopof the tables at lunch when there's a fight at school. I'm also the nut who is screaming CHOKE 'EM FOR HEAVENS SHAKES! lol, yes I know... And Tim Shepard? He pretty much came out of nowhere I wonder if he'll be playing anymore parts in the story? So that's the 2nd chapter I promised you for not updating as quick as usall. Hope you enjoyed reading chapter 13, R&R please.