"Can someone give me a ride home?" Cory asked taking the icepack off of his swelling ankle.
"I'm staying here for the night." Mitch said pushing his blonde hair out of his eyes.
"Why?" Paul asked suspiciously, as it was Paul's apartement.
"Because I don't trust you." Mitch replied bluntly.
Another Soc there could tell there was a lot of tension between the two and didn't want to stick around, so he offered Cory a drive home. Mitch found the bag with the needles and bottles in it before going into one of the bedrooms. He looked at the two Hoods laying on the floor, ontop of some blankets, beginning to stir. He clenched his teeth as he gave them both a shot to keep them sleeping. Mitch didn't know why he had agreed to this in the first place. He hadn't even been around the week of the rumble, but even though Paul was his cousin, he could beat him senseless if he chickened out of this.
He checked on the young girl in the other bedroom before calling it a night. He watched her for a second, he could see she was breathing heavy and had the blanket clenched in her fist. He sighed and felt the hot guilt in his stomache. She was too young to be involved in this. He had tried to convince Paul against taking her, he told him to take Dallas Winston instead, he was more well known. But no, Paul wanted her. Claimed that it would be a way to get to all of the greasers. He shut the door and saw that Pauls bedroom door was already shut. He layed down on the couch and quickly fell asleep.
"Benj, get her an icepack." Evan said when he saw her walk into the living room.
She sat down on the couch next to her brother who sighed and shook his head at the sight of her bruised face. She glanced around to see about a dozen other guys around the room. Most hadn't even noticed when she got there, they were used to seeing Evan's baby sister showing up.
"C'mon." Benj said reaching a hand down to help her up.
She felt her throat get tight and she glanced at her brother, he nodded and looked away from her. She sighed and stiffly got up and let herself be led upstairs by Benj. She still remembered the day when her brother told her Benj would be asking her out and she better say yes or he would beat the tar out of her. That was two years ago and have been going out since. She sat down on the bed felt Benj sit down behind her. He gently pushed her hair away from her face and laid the icepack on her already dark bruise.
Although the ice helped her face, she was stiff as a board as she heard him breathing close to her ear. She felt him pulling back her hair and he started kissing her neck. She flinched with pain as his hand ran over her rib cage.
"He kicked you again?" Benj asked quietly.
She nodded and bit her lip, not trusting her voice. He stood up, picked her up and layed her down in the middle of the bed. He got ontop of her, a knee on either side and slowly rolled up her shirt to reveal dark bruises starting. She shivered as he put the icepack on there next. He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She felt the icepack slide off, but he didn't care. She could feel his rough hands on her stomach and he went back to kissing her neck. She bit her lip again to keep herself from crying, she hated the way his skin felt against hers. He moved down to her stomach and began kissing that. She felt him fiddling with the button at the top of her jeans which he had begun doing more and more often.
"Benj, no..." Her voice cracked as she said it.
"Shhh, you'll like it, I promise." He said and continued.
"No, Benj, seriously stop." She said sitting up to just have him push her back down.
The button was undone and the zipper was down and she could feel her jeans being tugged down.
"No!" She yelled this time and got her blade out of her pocket, opened and up to his throat.
"I swear to God I will." She said as he slowly got up.
"Alright, alright, put that thing away." He said quietly.
"Go to hell." She said, painfully getting off the bed.
She slammed the door behind her and stormed downstairs. She ran smack into her brother at the bottom of the stairs.
"What with all the yelling?" He asked coldly.
"Nothing." She said shoving past him.
He grabbed her arm and shoved her against the wall.
"Don't you walk away from me." He said as she struggled to breathe from the pain of her ribs.
"I'm going home." She said meeting his eyes.
He glanced up to see Benj coming slowly down the stairs. He imediately know that once again, Tia had been giving Benj a hard time. He felt a slight rush of panic, knowing that Benj had told him before that if Tia gave him much more trouble, he would leave and join their opposing gang.
"No you're not." He said firmly. "Quit being such a spoiled brat and go back upstairs."
He let go of her, but she immediately made a run for the door. Like hell she was going back upstairs. Evan grabbed a hold of her arm and pulled her towards him until he could get the other hand around her neck. He called her every filthy name he knew as he tightened his grip.
Tia gasped for air, but knew he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. There was only one thing left to do. She felt her closed blade still clenched in her fist. She quickly opened it and slashed the arm holding her throat. He let out a cry of pain and let go of her. She didn't waste a second and ran out the door.