Love's POV
Holding on to Tim's waist as we speed in to the night I tried not to
think about the reason why he was being so secretive. A gal could
drive herself crazy that way. Especially when she was dating one Tim
Shepard. Curious as we pulled into the parking lot at Buck's I
frowned. Dal hadn't mentioned any party to me, and I'd seen him in
passing earlier that day. Sides why would he be all closed lipped
about a trip to Bucks'?
" We're here," he said grinning as he helped me off.
" What in the world are you up to Timothy?" I asked cocking my
eyebrow in my best impression of Two-Bit.
"You'll see," He said taking my hand as he led me in to the building,
and out to the back patio.
Surprised to see the picnic table set up with a checkered tablecloth,
and a picnic basket, I smiled. Damn, but my boy could be sweet when
he wanted to. Of course this usually meant he had messed up pretty
bad some how.
"For once I didn't do anything Lovey," he said making me laugh as he
read my expression.
"Just have a seat," He said pulling out hamburger in fries.
Laughing I shook my head and kissed his cheek, yeap , that was Tim
for ya. He'd always be a hood at heart and I'd never want it any
other way. Content to eat in silence I snuggled against his warmth;
Happy to actually be spending some time alone for once. He had been
pretty preoccupied with is set lately, and though I understood, it
was still lonesome at times. It was hard coming second at times, but
I knew it was a part of who Tim was.
Tim's pov
The burger tasted like sawdust as I forced it past the lump in my
throat, and I hoped she didn't notice just how nervous I was. I had
never been any good at this romance shit, and the last thing I wanted
to do was disappoint Love. I mean didn't girl's sit around dreaming
about how they were going to be proposed to? It put a lot of pressure
on us guys. I mean we we're all ready backwards considering she'd
been wearing my ring for months now. Smiling at the look of content
she wore now even though we were sitting at Buck's eating hamburger
and fries, I knew I was doing the right thing, and the nervousness
subsided as I waited for her to finish up.
Love's PoV
Smiling I met Tim's eyes as he watched me eat. He had a way of making
me feel special when I was just doing every day tasks. Like me eating
was the most enchanting thing in the world. God I'd fallen hard.
"Love," he said taking my hand as I pushed aside my plate.
"Yea Timmy," I said grinning as he blushed.
" Will you marry me?" He asked completely flooring me as my mouth
dropped open.
Was I hallucinating, or did Tim Shepard just ask me to marry him? Had
the moment I'd been dreaming about for the past six months actually
just occurred.
"Babe… say something," He whispered snapping me out of my spell.
"Oh my god yes!" I screeched laughing hysterically as I flung myself
in to his arms.
" I love you, I love you, I love you," I said placing kisses all over
his face as he beamed.
Tim's POV
Holding her close I silently thanked whatever forces had brought us
together. This lil broad had touched me in a way I never thought
anyone could any more. She was my life, and knowing she felt the same
way actually humbled me, and believe me I' m not the type to be
humble about anything. Who would've thought Gloria Love Curtis would
one day grow up to be the dame who saw through my rep, and stole my
heart.
Brigit's POV
Muttering to myself I made my way down the street to my house. So I'd
finally found some friends of my own. They were good people, and they
seemed to dig okay. Sides it was about time I found my niche in this
town. I'd learned at a real young age, that if you had to have a few
people out there watching your back. Now I had myself a bona fide
bodyguard. Smiling I shook my head, after everything I'd been through
it felt good to have someone looking out for me. Thinking of the
bruises that were still healing, I knew I'd be more careful about who
I feel in with this time around. Then again it wasn't like Darry was
anything like Max. Scowling at the thought of my ex I instantly
thought back at the four years of hell I had lived with him by my
side. I had run that set , and when we were alone he had made me
suffer for it.
I'd like to think the boys would've stepped in if they had known what
was going on. But I'd kept it to myself, hiding bruises, and
explaining away bruises. It wasn't hard when you lived the life I
had. Being the leader of any gang was hard, and you ended up
defending your rep constantly. It wasn't something I had ever wanted,
but I had to make sure my brothers were safe, so I'd thrown in with
them when they'd joined. Unluckily for me Mac had taken a keen
interest in me, and I'd been to young and stupid to see him for what
he had been till I was in too deep.
Flash Back
Shoving my clothes in my duffle bag, I nervously watched the door
expecting Max to come home early and ruin my escape. I'd been living
with him for over a year, and after last night I knew I had to get
out if I wanted to leave. He'd come home last night drunk, and almost
drowned me in the bathtub last night. That was the last straw, I
couldn't pretend that everything was okay anymore. Leaving anything
that he had ever given me I rushed from the tiny apartment, leaving
his class ring on the dresser. I was the leader of this crew, no own
would question my decision to go home. They'd just assume I was
pissed at him, and when things didn't go back to the way they were,
they'd have to adjust. If I didn't live with him Max would never get
the chance to put his hands on me again.
Besides my Father had put in for a job transfer and I knew it was
just a matter of time will we got out of this shit hole of a town.
Swearing as I ran in to Max on the top of the stair well I prepared
myself for the fight of my life.Ever since he had started hitting me
I'd taken it. Gritting my teeth, and protecting my ribs as the abuse
reigned down on my body. This time would be different.
I'd die before I stayed with him a moment longer.
" What are you doing?" He asked taking in the duffle bags I had slung
over my shoulders.
"Leaving," I said squaring my shoulders as he grabbed my arm and
threw me in to the wall.
Letting the bags fall to the floor I picked myself back up charging
him. Taking pleasure in the look of shock that crossed his face
before I plowed in to his stomach head first I let the momentum carry
us to the floor laying a left hook on him before had a chance to bat
an eyelash. This was a war I would not loose. Screaming as he brought
his hand up and grabbed my hair I found myself dazed by a punch to
the face. Normally he never left a mark that could be seen, but he
was sloppy now, and enraged. Struggling to catch my breath I did the
one thing I knew would put him out of commission long enough for me
to get out of the building and home. Rearing back I put all the pain
and humiliation he'd put me through in to the swing I landed on his
crotch.
Taking to my feet as he feel to the ground howling I spit in his face.
"You will never put your hands on me again, and we will never be more
than two people who happen to run with the same crew," I said feeling
in control of my life for the first time since I was sixteen as I ran
down the stairs and out the building that had almost become my grave.
Shivering at the memory I quickened my pace suddenly eager to see my
family.