Authors Note: ok, well as it turns out you guys are lucky! I posted two chapters in a little less than an hr :). Your so lucky that i love all my reviewers lol. Anway, srry if this chapter is alittle short. It's late and i have to get off the computer. and there is also the fact that u nowhave two new chpaters to read lol.
angelofdeadlydarkness0010: i updated! aren't u happy :) lol. thanx sooo much for the review. You actually inspired me to post this chappie. hope you likeit!
to anyone else who reviews: i will thank you in the next chapter. If you reivewed my story, chances are you did after i updated so you'll be thanked in the next chapter.
Disclamer: do i really need to say it? I don't own the Outsiders, S.E. Hinton does. I only own Amber Baker.
Amber's POV
I was half way down the driveway of the Curtis house when Johnny called my name. He wanted to know if I'd go to the Nightly Double with him and his friends. I told him sure and then turned around to run down the driveway. I wasn't really paying attention and I smacked into a guy that was walking up the Curtis's driveway.
"Whoa, slow down there doll" he said to me.
"I'm sorry, I am in a hurry" I said rather quickly and then ran down the block. What I said wasn't a lie. I really was in a hurry. It was almost four and my dad hadn't seen me since last night and I knew he would flip if I didn't come home soon.
My house was about 5 or 6 blocks away from the Curtis's so it only took me about 10 minutes to get home. When I neared my house I noticed that my dad's red mustang wasn't in the driveway. 'Hopefully he isn't home. Then I could just leave a note and deal with him later'. I walked up the driveway and quietly opened the door. I looked around and saw my dad lying on the couch passed out. 'Stupid moron' He probably let one of his 'friends' form the bar borrow his car which would explain why it wasn't in the driveway.
I quietly tip-toed up the stairs making sure not to make a lot of noise. I didn't want to risk waking him up and getting beaten again.
I stepped into my room and looked around. I loved my room. It's were I was safe from my dad. My room had lavender walls and a dark purple rug. It had a tan dresser and 2 white bookshelves. My bed was a fairly good size and was in the center of the room. In front of my bed was where one of the two dressers stood. On top of the dresser there was a small TV and a stereo. On the right side next to my bed stood a small wood night table. To the left was a large desk with a black flat screen computer.
I know it may seem like I have a lot but that's only because most of this stuff I got from relatives who felt bad for me. Of course they didn't know that my father abused me though. They just knew that he was a lazy bum who didn't have a job. I should tell them about what my father does to me but I am afraid of what would happen if I did.
I walked over to my bed and just fell down on top of it. I sat there for a few minutes just staring into space and enjoying the silence that had filled my house. I decided that I should probably get up and take a shower before my dad wakes up so I walked over to the closet and picked out some clothes.
After I got my clothes, I walked down the hall and into my bathroom. I quickly got undressed and turned on the shower. I stepped in and let the hot water and steam overtake me. The water gently hitting off my back made me relax a little and I eased up a bit, setting all my worries free.
Half an hour later I stepped out of the shower and put my towel around me. I dried off and put on my clothes. I had decided to wear a white 3-quarter sleeve shirt with blue capris. I put on some make-up, not a lot though; just some lip gloss and white eye shadow. Quickly I dried my hair and put it up into a messy ponytail. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 5. '2 hrs till I have to meet Johnny' I thought to myself.
I didn't really feel like staying in my house any longer for the fear that my father might soon be up. I decided to go to the Dingo until it was time to meet Johnny so I quickly scribbled a note to my dad that said;
Dad,went to the Dingo and then to the nightly Double with my friends. Be back later.
Amber
Even though I hate my father I still had enough curtsey and common sense to leave him a note. I didn't want to have to go through another night like last night.
I walked to the door and quietly opened it. Giving my dad one final look, I walked out the door and locked it. Running down my driveway, I breathed in the cool spring breeze and let all thoughts of my dad escape me, only letting myself think of two things; Johnny and the Nightly Double.
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xO Sara Ox